Chapter 1230: Tenderness
The piano piece playing on the record player, called "Wedding in the Dream," is a very famous piece in Tang Country and also one of Liou Qingcheng’s favorites.
Its continuous octave melody, played with a fresh and bright main theme, has a unique charm.
Like its name, "Wedding in the Dream" is romantic and dreamy. When you close your eyes and listen, it seems as if you can smell the strawberry of the wedding cake, a sweetness that seeps into your heart.
This piano piece was looped by Lin Tian two or three times in the afternoon, and now he can hum it, though he only hums it lightly in his mind, softly stepping into the bathroom.
Liou Qingcheng’s whole body, except for what was exposed above the water, was submerged in the water, filled with fragrant rose petals spread across the surface. The heat rose from the petals, surrounding her in mist, revealing only faintly the well-contoured figure beneath the water.
It was a scene full of beauty, seductive yet filled with artistic aura.
Lin Tian stood dumbly at the bathroom door, gazing for a moment before stepping forward, taking a small stool to sit down, his hands gently placed on her collarbones, softly massaging.
Even between Lin Tian’s fingers, there flowed an unseen and intangible Spiritual Qi. Coupled with his medical knowledge of human anatomy, even a gentle rub infused Liou Qingcheng’s body with Spiritual Qi, relieving all her fatigue.
"Hmm~"
The sudden comfort traveled along the nerve endings to her whole body, making her so relaxed she couldn’t help but utter a sound. The soft voice, as it entered the ear, seemed alive, coquettish and rolling, tempting Lin Tian to commit vibrant and fragrant mischief.
The desire simmered in his heart, but he restrained himself; haste cannot make a good bean curd.
His fingers gradually increased pressure, spreading from the collarbones to the shoulders, then the head, with a rhythm of three gentle strokes and one firm one that was very enjoyable. Liou Qingcheng felt so relaxed that she nearly fell asleep in the bathroom.
Originally thinking that this guy with naughty ideas wanted to take a shower together, she did not expect him to genuinely and earnestly start massaging.
Soaking in the bathwater with White Lotus Muscle Powder, ears filled with gentle music, inhaling floral fragrance, and the irresistible massage techniques—in truth, it was extremely indulgent.
Initially, Lin Tian considered moving his stool to change positions and enjoy a bit of mischief, but unexpectedly soft and cute snores suddenly sounded by his ear. Different from the thunderous snores of men, Liou Qingcheng’s snoring was more of a breathy sound.
"Forget it, I’ll carry her to bed to continue the massage."
Lin Tian chuckled mischievously in his heart, scooping his hands into the water to gently lift her up.
Swish—
The smooth beauty falls into his arms, yet her body is still wet, droplets sliding down the smooth, supple skin with a tick-tock rhythm.
"Hmm? It’s over? I almost fell asleep." Liou Qingcheng instinctively wraps her arms around Lin Tian’s neck, her face flushed as she speaks embarrassedly.
"You weren’t almost asleep, you were sleeping and snoring,"
"Don’t say that!" Liou Qingcheng’s face flushes darker, raising her wet pink fist to punch Lin Tian’s chest twice.
"Hahaha, your snoring was quite loud,"
"Ah~ stop mentioning it!"
"Okay, I won’t. If you’re still tired, you should go rest in bed for a while." Lin Tian says gently.
"I don’t want to sleep anymore."
"Hmm?"
"I want you!"
With that, Liou Qingcheng’s two wet little hands actually start unbuttoning Lin Tian’s shirt.
...
After the intimate moment, the two lie in bed, wrapped in each other’s arms, unwilling to move or speak—the silence fitting the moment better.
Rumble rumble~
"Are you hungry?" Lin Tian smiles and asks, "I’ll go get us something to eat downstairs."
Seems reasonable, as she didn’t have any dinner.
Liou Qingcheng clings to Lin Tian, refusing to loosen her grip as she shakes her head and says, "Don’t go, I just want you to chat with me."
"Alright." Lin Tian’s heart softens by three degrees, gently patting her back.
Yet it’s followed by another bout of quietude, suddenly feeling Liou Qingcheng’s body tremble slightly, and upon looking down, he finds her eyes moist again. He is instantly startled.
"What’s the matter? Why are you crying?" Lin Tian embraces her fragrant shoulders, a myriad of questions springing to his mind.
"I’m afraid you’ll disappear again."
Her voice is tinged with a sob, clutching tightly to Lin Tian.
"How could I disappear?" Lin Tian chuckles bitterly.
"You disappear for long periods, unreachable by phone, leaving people worried sick,"
Lin Tian gently strokes her beautiful hair, speaking softly, "Don’t worry, it won’t happen again. Didn’t I promise you? I’ll be here at home with you."
"Really?" Liou Qingcheng peers at him with big eyes, like an innocent child.
"Of course it’s true. Where the wife is, that’s home."
Upon hearing Lin Tian call her ’wife,’ Liou Qingcheng suddenly bursts into laughter, releasing him and saying, "Wait, I’ll go make you something."
Lin Tian looks at her in surprise, "You can cook now? Did you learn from our mom?"
"Oh, please, learning from her is worse than staying hungry. I can’t do much, but I can make instant noodles!"
"Haha..." Lin Tian bursts into laughter, never imagining that this white-collar beauty would eat instant noodles.
...
The next morning, after ’morning exercise,’ the two went downstairs to prepare breakfast. Lin Tian then realizes, "Where are mom and dad? They’re not home?"
Yesterday he didn’t see Yan Xinrou and her husband, thinking they hadn’t finished work yet, but they were still missing by the morning.
Liou Qingcheng explains, "They’re both on business trips, one to Yincheng, one to Douxing City, so lately I sometimes stay in the dormitory, sometimes rehearse with Zhou Mi, and if it gets late, I sleep at her place. Originally, I wanted to hang out with Pandie, but it turns out she’s not in Kanyue City at the moment."
Lin Tian chuckles, "She might be busy preparing for the next concert."
Calculating the time, Jiang Pan Die returned to Kanyue City about half a month ago, and disappearing for so long must mean she has a lot to handle, primarily the upcoming concert—scheduled to be at Bright Lake in a little over a week, practically imminent.
Lin Tian has searched online for recent news about Jiang Pan Die but found nothing, clearly indicating her disappearance hasn’t been leaked.
"Perhaps, but it’s a pity I can’t go." Liou Qingcheng says with a small frown.
"What happened?"
"Really? Do the math—it’s almost finals week, I need to study. Unlike you, haven’t attended any classes for two semesters, not even sat for exams." Liou Qingcheng gazes at Lin Tian as if he’s an idle fellow; truly, he is.
Lin Tian immediately chuckles bitterly, unable to argue against her words.
"This weekend, you’re not allowed to go anywhere, stay home and help me study!" Liou Qingcheng demands assertively.