novelraw Chapter 167 Playing hard to get won't work.
Chapter 167 Playing hard to get won't work.
Ling Suyu had just taken off his coat when he heard Wen Shumu whisper, "Brother, I heard that soaking in hot springs can relieve fatigue and also beautify the skin..."
The black-haired marshal seemed to suddenly have a flash of insight, understanding his wife's meaning in the blink of an eye, but he still pretended not to know: "Well, you can take a bath later."
Wen Shumu looked at the unmoved Alpha, bit his lip, and said, "And what about you?"
Ling Suyu said seriously, "I'm not tired, I don't need to relax."
Wen Shumu's gaze deepened. After staring at him for a while, he turned around and went into the bathroom.
After cleansing himself, he wrapped himself in a thick bathrobe, said nothing, and pushed open the balcony door in front of Ling Suyu to soak in the hot spring in the courtyard by himself.
Ling Suyu: ? ? ?
Why doesn't Xiaomu continue to invite him?
A hint of annoyance flashed across his face. Allison's "playing hard to get" technique was completely useless; he should have accepted his wife's invitation to go to the hot springs immediately.
Not long after Wen Shumu went in, the glass door to the balcony was pushed open again, and Ling Suyu came out.
Wen Shumu quickly straightened up his body, which had been completely submerged in the water, seemingly unintentionally revealing a small section of his upper body.
His skin was exceptionally good; under the moonlight, it resembled fine porcelain, translucent and smooth, and with the steam rising from it, it revealed a faint pink hue.
Sure enough, Wen Shumu simply threw out a bait, and a certain Alpha took the bait.
Ling Suyu quickly entered the hot spring pool and sat down next to Wen Shumu.
This honest sitting posture naturally didn't last long.
Before anyone knew it, he had pulled Wen Shumu into his arms, his kisses trailing down the Omega's slender neck.
The temperature of the hot spring seemed to rise suddenly, and at the hottest moment, Wen Shumu suddenly pushed Ling Suyu away.
"No, we can't leave any traces..." Wen Shumu gave a clear reason, "We're taking such important wedding photos tomorrow, and it's being done live. We need to get some rest and recharge!"
After he finished speaking, he quickly went ashore, turned his back to the Alpha in the pool, smiled quietly, put on his bathrobe, and ran back into the house, leaving Ling Suyu alone and proud.
Ling Suyu: "..."
The fire in the blue eyes had not yet died down, but the person who could extinguish it had already vanished without a trace.
*
Mornings at the Hillside Resort are usually peaceful and serene, free from the hustle and bustle of big cities. People wake up to the soft morning light and begin their day's work.
But the resort was unusually lively today.
Many people who watched the live broadcast and were interested in An Jiangxing have arrived at the scene. The once deserted resort is now full of tourists with suitcases, excitedly strolling around and taking photos everywhere.
The interior of the Lai Xin Hotel was also filled with a lively atmosphere.
Wen Shumu got up early and was hurriedly trying on clothes.
A group of people he didn't recognize pushed in several rows of clothes; Xiao Jin said they were a styling team hired by the production team.
Xiao Jin said, "It's too cold outside, so I ordered my clothes indoors in advance so I can just change when it's time to go."
He was sweating profusely with anxiety. The production team had come too suddenly, and the butler hadn't told him in advance. He could only come over early in the morning to bother the lady and the marshal.
After finally settling on three dresses, it was already past eight o'clock, while the production team had scheduled the departure time for nine o'clock.
Xiao Jin quickly styled Wen Shumu's hair, while the styling team arranged by the production team took care of Ling Suyu's look.
With no time to go to a restaurant for breakfast, Wen Shumu could only eat bread while styling her buns.
Fortunately, they both had excellent natural features, and their makeup and styling were not complicated. They rushed around and finally finished all the preparations five minutes before departure.
When they arrived at the lobby, they didn't see any other guests, but instead met... Allison.
"Marshal—Madam—"
Wen Shumu smiled and waved, watching Allison rush up to them, looking them up and down with excitement, clearly very satisfied with their current appearance.
"The production team said they wanted to surprise you two and needed my cooperation to keep it a secret, so I didn't tell you," Allison explained. "As soon as I heard we were going to take wedding photos, I immediately booked the drone ride this morning and came over with my partner."
Upon hearing this, the two looked past Allison and towards what was behind him.
An Omega with an outstanding demeanor stood there, smiling kindly. It was architect Feng Xin, and he looked very different from the photo Wen Shumu had seen on the StarNet.
Since the design of the castle's interior was to be entrusted to Feng Xin, Wen Shumu naturally needed to learn about his background beforehand.
In that photo, Feng Xin stared solemnly at the blueprints, exuding an unapproachable aura, quite unlike his current peaceful demeanor.
They chatted for a few minutes before the guests rushed over.
Wen Shumu looked over and then understood why everyone was late.
It turns out that it wasn't just him and Ling Suyu who got their hair and makeup done; every guest looked incredibly stylish and flawless today.
This group of people standing together are so good-looking that it's almost blinding.
Wen Wei straightened Ye Jingxi's collar and said, "Today is the last day of filming the show, so you have to dress up nicely."
Chu Zhao then took out his small mirror to check his hairstyle.
A face that wasn't his suddenly appeared in the mirror, startling him.
"Ludwig!" Chu Zhao gritted his teeth and said.
Ludwig raised his hand and gently touched Chu Zhao's styled hair: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, it's my fault."
Chu Zhao: "..."
Why does it give me the feeling of petting a cat?
The Jiang brothers were the last group to arrive. After they dressed up carefully, they looked like characters who had stepped out of the movie screen, exuding a dazzling star quality.
Kemo stood at the main entrance, calling everyone to come out and prepare to start the last day of the live broadcast.
Allison and Feng Xin watched as the eight guests walked towards the hotel entrance. Sunlight poured down, like soft golden silk gently draped over them, outlining the gentle contours of each guest.
Feng Xin sighed, "It's so good to be young."
Upon hearing this, Allison immediately laughed and retorted, "We're doing just fine now. Do you know what it means to be in your prime?"
Feng Xin glanced at him with amusement: "Who was it that was complaining about not retiring yet not a while ago?"
"Ah, it shouldn't be me... Hahaha... Let's pack up, it's time to go." Allison laughed it off.
*
Upon exiting the main entrance of the Laixin Hotel, guests immediately noticed two large hovercars parked at the entrance, both bearing the planet logo from "Love's Star Journey".
"Which bus should we get on?" Jiang Hong asked, looking confused.
Jiang Xun looked up at the window of the hovercar parked in front, suddenly paused, and then said, "It should be the one behind."
Komo's shout came over; he was standing next to the hovercar at the back: "Everyone, get in this car—"
"Brother, how did you know?" Jiang Hong asked in surprise.
Jiang Xun walked towards Ke Mo without changing his expression, casually saying, "Intuition."
Jiang Hong scratched his head, took a few steps, and couldn't help but look back at the car in front of him. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of dark red peeking through the car window.
It's the color of red hair.