Chapter 55: Passion in the Restroom

With this in mind, Mi Ting immediately got up from the sofa and tiptoed toward the bathroom, clutching a small bottle she had prepared beforehand.

Her plan was simple!

She would sneak in while Yang Xun was showering, get him off with her hand, and then collect it in the bottle.

She’d keep them both in the dark.

Yang Xun wouldn’t know his seed was for his sister’s "beauty milk."

Yang Cai wouldn’t know the "beauty milk" was actually her brother’s seed.

’A truly perfect plan!!’

CREAK—

Mi Ting gently pushed open the bathroom door, and a blast of steam hit her in the face.

"Who’s there?!"

Yang Xun, who was showering with his back to the door, whipped around, startled by Mi Ting’s sudden entrance.

But once he saw who it was, the tension immediately left his body.

He gave a resigned smile. "Sister Ting? What are you doing? You scared me!"

"Hehe, I’m here to scrub your back for you."

Mi Ting closed the door, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

Yang Xun’s eyes roamed over her body. She was only wearing a white camisole and denim shorts, her long hair tumbling loosely over her shoulders. The steam was already condensing into tiny beads of water on her pale collarbones.

’He knew exactly what she was up to.’

’Scrubbing my back??’

’Yeah, right!’

After all, they had already done it twice. Any pretense between them had vanished long ago.

A wicked smile crept onto Yang Xun’s face. Before Mi Ting could react, he shot out a hand and yanked her into his arms. "Sister Ting, are you really here to scrub my back, or did you have something else in mind?"

"Hey! What are you doing?! I still have my clothes on!"

Mi Ting cried out in alarm as her entire body crashed into Yang Xun’s wet embrace. The spray from the showerhead instantly drenched her. Her white camisole was soaked in an instant, clinging to her skin and outlining every curve beneath it.

"No need to rush. Now that they’re wet, they’ll come right off."

Yang Xun chuckled, his big hands already roaming toward her waist.

"You brat, wait a second... Let me just put the bottle..."

Mi Ting clamped her mouth shut halfway through the sentence. She’d almost let it slip!

"What bottle?" Yang Xun looked puzzled.

"It’s nothing, nothing! The bottle of body wash!"

Mi Ting quickly hid the small bottle behind her back and shoved it into a gap beside the washing machine. Then she turned to face Yang Xun, a sly grin on her face.

"Come on, let me give you that scrub!"

As she spoke, she squeezed a large dollop of body wash into her palm, worked it into a rich lather, and then gently smoothed it over Yang Xun’s solid chest.

Her slender, soft fingers slid along the contours of his pectoral muscles. The foam spread across his bronze skin, her fingertips tracing the definition of each muscle with a subtle, teasing touch.

Yang Xun took a deep breath, squeezed a dollop of body wash into his own palm, and placed his hands directly on Mi Ting’s water-soaked camisole.

"Hey... take my clothes off before you start feeling me up!"

Mi Ting rolled her eyes at him.

"You got it. I’ll help you."

With a lopsided grin, Yang Xun grabbed the hem of her camisole and slowly peeled it upward.

The soaked fabric pulled away from her skin with a soft sound, gradually revealing her porcelain waist, her flat, smooth stomach, and her two magnificent peaks to the steamy air—like unwrapping a ripe peach.

He tossed the camisole to the floor. His hands, slick with body wash, covered her full, soft breasts.

"Mmm~"

Mi Ting let out a soft moan, her body trembling slightly.

Four hands roamed over each other’s bodies, the lather and hot water creating a slick friction between their tightly pressed forms.

The slippery sensation made their breathing turn ragged.

Soon, her denim shorts were peeled off as well.

Two naked bodies pressed tightly together as the hot water from the showerhead cascaded over their entangled limbs. Steam billowed around them, making the scene look almost ethereal.

"Sister..."

"Shut up. No talking..."

Mi Ting threw her arms around Yang Xun’s neck, rose onto her tiptoes, and pressed her lips to his.

Their tongues instantly tangled together.

After a moment of passionate kissing, Yang Xun could no longer hold back. He scooped her up by the legs, and she naturally wrapped them around his waist.

Her back hit the cool tiles of the wall, sending a shiver through her body. But she was immediately enveloped by Yang Xun’s searing heat, and the jarring sensation of cold and hot almost made her cry out.

"Do it..."

Mi Ting panted, her almond eyes hazy with lust.

Without further hesitation, Yang Xun thrust forward forcefully.

"Aaah~"

Mi Ting’s entire body arched, her hands clinging tightly to Yang Xun’s back.

The stream from the showerhead cascaded over their tightly joined bodies.

The sounds of splashing water, ragged gasps, and slapping flesh mingled together, echoing throughout the small bathroom.

As Yang Xun thrust wildly, he silently activated the Yin Yang Dragon and Phoenix Technique, continuously drawing the Primordial Yin Qi released by Mi Ting into his Dantian.

Although Mi Ting was no longer a virgin, and the concentration of her Primordial Yin Qi was nowhere near as potent as it would be from a first-timer, every little bit helped. It was still a significant boost for strengthening the True Qi in his Dantian.

"Xiaoxun... ah... a little slower... It’s too fast..."

Mi Ting’s voice was choppy and broken, cut to pieces by the splashing water and her own ragged breaths.

Her legs were already starting to tremble. If Yang Xun’s arms weren’t holding her up so firmly, she likely would have collapsed to the floor.

CLICK!!

Just as they were locked in the heat of passion, the sound of the courtyard gate being pushed open suddenly echoed from outside.

"Sister Ting! I’m home!!"

Following the shout, a clear, bright voice rang through the entire house.

It was Yang Cai!!

Yang Xun and Mi Ting both froze instantly. Their eyes met, sheer panic written all over their faces.

"Huh, is someone taking a shower?"

Yang Cai headed straight for the bathroom. Standing at the door, she called out, "Sister Ting, is that you taking a shower?"