Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Ding Heng, who had been feeling a bit drowsy in the afternoon, suddenly became wide awake.

Why are you changing into your swimsuit?

Zhao Yanxi didn't answer. She rushed over and plopped down in front of Ding Heng, looking up at him with her head tilted back.

She pointed to the small heated swimming pool on the terrace: "Brother Ding Heng, can you teach me to swim?"

Ding Heng covered his face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. No wonder Zhao Yanxi insisted on coming to the presidential suite today; she was waiting for him here.

He took a deep breath, trying to shift his gaze temporarily: "Be serious, your roommates are coming over later."

"It's only 2:30 now."

Zhao Yanxi spoke with righteous indignation, leaning forward so much that she almost lay on Ding Heng's lap.

"I'm just killing time anyway. Why don't you teach me? I want to go to Hainan Island during winter break."

Teach me!

Zhao Yanxi rested her chin on Ding Heng's thigh, tilted her head back, and said in a soft, coquettish voice, "Brother Ding Heng~"

Ding Heng took a deep breath and raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, I'll teach you."

Zhao Yanxi's eyes lit up, and she jumped up with a cheer.

Then she quickly grabbed her phone, dialed the front desk, and asked the hotel to send up a pair of men's swim trunks.

Suddenly, Ding Heng discovered a problem.

Zhao Yanxi seemed to gradually realize that as long as she followed Ding Heng, she could "do whatever she wanted" in this hotel.

From initial surprise upon arrival, to later taking it for granted, to now completely disregarding expenses and not even asking if it's feasible.

Just like today, she invited her four roommates to dinner at the Chujiang Hotel, seemingly having calculated that this was the most economical and respectable way to treat Ding Heng.

The fox borrows the tiger's power.

Getting bolder and bolder.

but……

She wasn't curious at all?

Or perhaps, even if you were curious, you didn't want to ask any more questions?

A short while later, the swimming trunks were brought up, and Ding Heng went to change.

Zhao Yanxi stood in front of the full-length mirror.

She turned to the side, struck a pose, and her phone snapped a picture.

[Lucky Zhao]: [Image]

[Lucky Zhao]: Little Jingjing, isn't she pretty?

A few seconds later.

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: [Little Rabbit in amazement.jpg] Wow! Yan hope, why are you wearing a swimsuit?

[Lucky Zhao]: I'm learning to swim, and I even hired a private coach.

【Good Luck Xiaojing】: Private coach?

Zhao Yanxi stared at the screen, her eyes darting around, then suddenly turned and rushed into the dressing room.

Ding Heng had just changed into his swim trunks and was adjusting the waistband when he was startled.

"Is something wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just came to check."

Zhao Yanxi's gaze fell on Ding Heng.

Chest muscles, abdominal muscles, V-lines—each muscle is clearly defined, like it has been meticulously sculpted.

She reached out and ran her fingers across Ding Heng's abs, secretly swallowing.

"Um……"

She gave a satisfied hum, then raised her phone and pointed it at Ding Heng's upper body, excluding his face.

"Click".

After taking the picture, she looked down and tapped the screen.

[Lucky Zhao]: Let me show you my coach's abs, they feel great to the touch! [Image]

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: ? Why are you showing me this?

[Lucky Zhao]: Want to touch it?

[Lucky Xiaojing]: ...

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated: "You sent photos to Wenjing?"

Zhao Yanxi stuck out her tongue and scratched her head sheepishly: "Brother Ding Heng, how did you guess it so easily?"

Ding Heng said irritably, raising his hand to lightly tap her forehead: "Stop teasing Xiao Jing with your little schemes."

Zhao Yanxi covered her forehead and chuckled.

Ding Heng picked up a swimming cap and handed it to her: "Put this on and come with me."

The heated swimming pool on the terrace is not large, with privacy features on two sides and one side facing the river.

The river flowed slowly under the sunlight, and the skyline on the opposite bank was varied in height.

Zhao Yanxi stood by the pool and began to warm up under Ding Heng's guidance.

Simple stretches – arms, shoulders, waist, and legs.

Zhao Yanxi followed along, her movements weren't quite standard, but she was earnest.

After warming up, she couldn't wait to jump into the water.

"and many more."

Ding Heng grabbed her arm: "Listen to me first."

Zhao Yanxi obediently stopped.

"The first lesson in swimming is learning to breathe."

He pulled Zhao Yanxi to the edge of the pool and had her hold onto the pool wall with both hands.

"Hold on tight."

Zhao Yanxi obediently helped him up.

"Now, take a deep breath, then put your head in the water and slowly exhale."

Zhao Yanxi did as she was told, burying her head in the water until it reached her ears, and a string of bubbles rose up.

A few seconds later, she looked up and shook the water off her face.

"and then?"

“Then—” Ding Heng stood behind her, his hand on her waist: “Relax your body and let your legs float.”

His hand slid up and supported her lower abdomen.

"Stretch your legs back, yes, slowly, keep your body flat."

Zhao Yanxi's legs slowly rose to the surface and floated on the water.

The swimsuit fabric is so thin, it doesn't cover anything at all.

Ding Heng could only take a deep breath, dispel distracting thoughts, and focus on teaching.

"When you lift your head up, inhale through your mouth. When you lower it down, exhale slowly through your nose. Come on, try it."

Zhao Yanxi gave it a try.

Lift your head up and inhale.

Bury it down and exhale.

Lift your head up and inhale.

Bury it down and exhale.

"Yes, that's it."

Ding Heng gently patted her lower abdomen.

"continue."

Zhao Yanxi did as instructed.

once.

twice.

three times.

Suddenly, as if realizing something, she abruptly raised her head from the water.

"Brother Ding Heng, are you really only going to teach swimming and not do anything else?"

"nonsense!"

Ding Heng raised his hand and pushed her back into the water: "You asked me to teach you, you can't go back on your word!"

Zhao Yanxi was bubbling and gurgling in the water.

Over the next hour or so, Zhao Yanxi witnessed another side of Ding Heng.

serious.

serious.

Show no mercy.

"Straighten your legs! Are those frog legs?"

"Wrong breathing rhythm! Start over!"

"Tighten your core! Don't let your waist sag!"