Rebirth: Starting with Capturing the Goddess Mentor

Chapter 322: Addicted to Beauty
The two had a simple hot pot meal outside, and after filling their stomachs, they went to Longhu Yanlanshan Community.

This house had been uninhabited for over a month during the winter break. As you push open the door, a slightly stuffy, cool breeze mixed with dust hits you.

"It's indeed accumulated quite a bit of dust."

Jiang Zhixin wrinkled her small nose and said, "Looks like we need to clean it up properly."

At this moment, Chen Yan had already neatly rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the balcony: "Let's get the spring cleaning done! Teamwork makes the dream work!"

Soon, the two were engaged in "battle".

Jiang Zhixin was responsible for wiping the surfaces of tables, chairs, cabinets, and various ornaments with a dry cloth.

Chen Yan then carefully mopped the floors of each room and changed all the bed sheets and blankets.

About 50 minutes later, the whole house looked brand new.

The floor was as smooth as a mirror, and the furniture was spotless.

Jiang Zhixin straightened her slightly sore back and let out a long sigh of relief: "Phew—finally done!"

She looked around; the bright room was completely different from the scene when she entered. A sense of accomplishment brought a relaxed smile to her beautiful face.

However, the sticky feeling accumulated from the previous work also became clear.

A thin layer of sweat beaded on his forehead and neck, and a few strands of hair stuck to his skin.

"Chen Yan."

She turned to Chen Yan, who was resting on the sofa, and said, "I'm going to take a shower first; I feel covered in dust."

Chen Yan turned around at the sound and saw Jiang Zhixin's cheeks slightly flushed, with a few strands of hair sticking messily to her sweaty temples.

He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth: "Sure, how about we shower together?"

Jiang Zhixin was speechless: "No, you can wash yourself in the bathroom outside."

After saying that, Jiang Zhixin ran into the bathroom attached to the master bedroom as if she were fleeing.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

"Tch, running so fast, just wait till you see the power of a Force 8 gale!"

Chen Yan clicked his tongue, then took off his clothes and went into the guest bathroom.

Men always shower very quickly. About 15 minutes later, Chen Yan had finished showering and drying his hair, and walked naked into the master bedroom.

The sound of running water continued in the master bedroom's bathroom, and Jiang Zhixin was still taking a shower inside.

Chen Yan walked to the wardrobe, took out a men's pajama set, put it on, and then lay down on the soft and comfortable bed to wait for Jiang Zhixin.

About 40 minutes later.

The sound of water in the master bathroom finally stopped, replaced by the rustling of fabric.

After a while, the doorknob turned gently.

The first wisps of steam escaped from the crack in the door, carrying the warm, moist, and sweet scent of shower gel.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Zhixin's figure appeared in the misty water vapor.

She was wearing only a soft white slip dress. The fabric of the dress was extremely thin, with a semi-transparent quality that seemed to conceal something, like a light layer of moonlight enveloping her.

Her long, slightly damp, jet-black hair was wrapped in a large towel and casually piled on top of her head.

After the steam rises, the skin has a faint pinkish hue, as delicate as fine porcelain, and radiates a healthy glow.

The straps of the nightgown were so thin they looked like they might break at any moment, hanging loosely on her rounded shoulders, revealing large expanses of smooth back and alluring skin on her chest.

The thin fabric, damp with water droplets that hadn't been completely wiped away, clung to her exquisite curves, outlining her undulating waistline and the barely visible outline of her high breasts.

The skirt hem only reached mid-thigh, leaving two straight and slender legs exposed to the cool air without any cover. Her toes, still pink from a bath, treaded lightly on the floor, leaving shallow watermarks.

The soft indoor light bathed her, and through the thin white fabric, light and shadow flowed across her graceful body, as if she had a soft-focus filter.

She lowered her head slightly, gently patting the water droplets from the ends of her hair with a towel as she walked towards the bed, her steps exuding the languidness of someone who had just taken a bath.

Chen Yan was leaning against the headboard scrolling through his phone when he heard the noise and looked up. The moment his eyes fell on the figure at the door, his breath caught in his throat.

To be honest, Jiang Zhixin's face is truly flawless; even without makeup, she is breathtakingly beautiful.

The man stared at the glimpses of her skin peeking out from under the thin nightgown, at her flushed cheeks and her eyelashes glistening with moisture, and his body involuntarily reacted.

Jiang Zhixin seemed to feel the man's burning gaze as well. She looked up at him and her cheeks flushed even more.

Just by looking at Chen Yan's expression, she knew what he was thinking.

However, Jiang Zhixin was already feeling a bit exhausted after the recent deep cleaning.

All she wants now is a good night's sleep; she doesn't want to be kept up by a man until the middle of the night.

"President Chen is very busy these days, so he shouldn't get too caught up in beautiful women and indulge in excessive sexual activity."

After saying that, Jiang Zhixin walked to the dressing table and sat down with her back to him. She slowly untied the towel from her head, letting her wet hair cascade down like a waterfall.

Chen Yan had already approached and picked Jiang Zhixin up in a princess carry: "It's okay, your husband is young and healthy."

Jiang Zhixin chuckled and said in a slightly coquettish tone, "Can we do it tomorrow? I'm so tired today~"

As she spoke, the semi-transparent halter top rose and fell slightly with her breath. She was so close to Chen Yan that he could almost feel the vibrant life force of her towering breasts beneath the fabric.

Chen Yan felt a surge of anger rush to his head.

He put her on the bed.

Then, without hesitation, he lowered his head and precisely covered those soft, red lips he had longed for.

"Well……"

Jiang Zhixin gave a token, gentle push, then obediently placed her hands on his neck.

That night, absence made the heart grow fonder.

Jiang Zhixin was not allowed to sleep until 2 a.m.

Her young man was indeed young and healthy.

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