“I suppose so. After all, I feel like you probably need my help.”
Jiang Xiao admitted frankly.
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the changing area of the Male Hot Spring.
“Don’t rush off to the Female Hot Spring just yet. I’ll go in first and see if there’s anyone inside.”
“Mm…”
Song Qiuyu pursed her lips and puffed her cheeks.
She was touched by his considerate gesture.
Although she really wanted to refuse his kindness, she didn’t say anything, because it would be useless anyway.
Jiang Xiao would compromise for her in some things, but there were certain things where he simply would not back down.
Before long, Jiang Xiao returned.
“There’s no one in the Male Hot Spring, but I heard voices coming from the Female Hot Spring. It sounds like more than one or two people.”
Jiang Xiao reported the situation truthfully.
After hearing this, Song Qiuyu’s initial thoughts wavered.
It wasn’t because there were other girls in the hot spring—she just didn’t want anyone there at all.
After all, it’s not about being afraid of the unlikely, but rather that accidents do happen.
After all, she’s so pretty, and she’s now a somewhat well-known Short Video creator. What if…
Once she went into the Female Hot Spring, she’d be all alone with no one to rely on.
But going to the Male Hot Spring would be different. If anything unexpected happened, Jiang Xiao could still cover for her!
“Xi’er, come with me.”
At that moment, Jiang Xiao smiled gently and reached out a hand to her.
Hearing this, Song Qiuyu froze, lowered her gaze, and stared uncertainly at her toes.
Suddenly, a surge of restless excitement rose inside her, and pink bubbles popped up in her mind.
Soaking in a hot spring together with Jiang Xiao… wouldn’t that be too exciting?
She covered her tightly pressed lips with the back of her hand, feeling like things could get out of hand at any moment.
She tested the waters. “Jiang Xiao, what are we now?”
“Friends.”
Jiang Xiao answered without hesitation.
“Hmm, you better remember your answer!”
Song Qiuyu took a deep breath and looked up at Jiang Xiao.
Actually, maybe she was just overthinking it.
They had already seen each other thoroughly before.
Would just glancing at a body or soaking in a hot spring together really change anything now?
Besides, Jiang Xiao had said it himself—Two Billion Dollars was too expensive. He wouldn’t have the guts.
The ‘little head’ is just a son.
The ‘big head’ is Dad, and Dad would win in the end!
The corners of Jiang Xiao’s mouth curled up slightly, but he didn’t say a word.
In the end, Song Qiuyu followed Jiang Xiao into the changing area of the Male Hot Spring.
Determined to sit far away later, she stole a glance at him out of the corner of her eye—only to be stunned when she saw him, with a swift motion, pull off his clothes, revealing a solid, muscular upper body.
“Yikes!”
The unexpected scene almost scared her soul out of her body.
She’d been too careless. It had been more than half a month since she last saw this view, so the sudden impact was just too much!
Mm~ Those pecs, those back muscles, that waistline—still so…
“What is it?”
Jiang Xiao turned his head and looked at her.
“Nothing!”
Song Qiuyu quickly shook her head and started undressing too.
Even though they’d already seen everything before, she still felt uncomfortable, but not wanting to be looked down on, she gritted her teeth and undressed in one go.
With less and less clothing, everything—what should and shouldn’t be seen—was all laid bare.
Feeling Jiang Xiao’s gaze, as if he were admiring a flawless Art Piece, or maybe appreciating a huge Seductive Image, her brows furrowed, annoyed.
She stomped her bare feet on her pants pooled at her feet to vent.
She took a half-step back, lifted her leg, and with her small, fair foot, gave his butt a little kick, not caring at all about exposing herself.
Jiang Xiao stood steady, barely moving from the kick, but the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch upward.
“It’s not like you haven’t seen it before! Stop staring!” Song Qiuyu couldn’t help but grumble in shame and anger.
After speaking, just to make sure his mind wasn’t filled with weird things, she snuck a glance at Little Jiang Xiao’s situation.
Luckily, Little Jiang Xiao wasn’t saluting her.
“I’m already trying my best to hold back, but I’m not a Monk. The person I used to like is taking off her clothes right next to me. How could I not look? It’s too hard.”
“…But you clearly managed to hold back before.”
“But you looked at me too, so I’d say we’re even now.”
“That’s allowed?”
“Hmm, maybe not.” Jiang Xiao also stepped back half a step.
Then, unbelievably, he started doing warm-up exercises like he was about to play soccer, tapping his toes and rotating his ankles a bit.
“I’ve got to kick your butt too, or it wouldn’t really be even.”
“No way! You’re not kicking my butt!”
Startled, Song Qiuyu covered her little butt with both hands and, not caring about anything else, spun around like a rabbit.
Noticing the change in Jiang Xiao’s expression, she suddenly realized and hurriedly grabbed a towel beside her, clumsily covering herself.
But by covering herself like this, she only appeared more alluring, like a beauty half-hidden behind a pipa, stirring up even more imagination.
Jiang Xiao’s fingers curled, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and his gaze darkened.
“If I can’t kick your butt, you have to at least let me do something, or how can we be even?”
“Uh, then… how about you smack it with your hand?”
Sensing danger, Song Qiuyu clamped her legs tight, her left foot quietly rubbing her right—the very foot she used to kick Jiang Xiao.
She had to help Jiang Xiao cool down fast.
Getting smacked by hand was better than being kicked—at least it didn’t feel as embarrassing.
“Hmm?”
Jiang Xiao was stunned, clearly surprised.
The next moment, the person in front of him turned around and, with her back to him, hesitated for a moment before moving her little hands away from her butt.
Jiang Xiao squinted, his heart pounding.
She really was letting him spank her. Should he go easy, or use some force? Thinking about how she’d been lately, he really wanted to take this chance to use a little strength.
“Are you going to do it or not? If not, I’m going to shower and get in the hot spring!”
“Don’t rush!”
Jiang Xiao fixed his gaze on her little butt, clenched his hands, and lowered his voice. “I’m thinking about it.”
“Don’t think, just do it! The longer you wait, the more likely something bad will happen.”
Jiang Xiao sighed, lowered his eyes to his large, open palm, then took a deep breath and frowned, his gaze resolute.
“Xi’er, here it comes. I might hit a little hard, so bear with it!”
“You talk too much!”
Song Qiuyu squeezed her eyes shut, biting her lip.
One small hand clutched the towel at her chest, while the other pressed firmly against the wall in front of her.
That way, she wouldn’t lose her balance and embarrass herself after getting hit.
Of course, she could guess what little thoughts Jiang Xiao had—he’d probably take this chance to tease her.
But she wasn’t someone to be trifled with; no matter how strong Jiang Xiao was, she’d hold her ground.
A man’s desire to win peaked at moments like this.
She furrowed her brow, bracing herself as if facing death.
She was ready.
The next moment—a sharp smack, and a jolt of pain shot through her butt, knocking her off balance and right up against the wall, her whole body trembling.