Chapter 246: You… What Do You Want to Do
Tang Qiqi reached out to test the water temperature. Maybe she felt it was a bit too hot, so she added some cold water. Then she tested it again. Seemingly satisfied, her icy face finally revealed a faint smile.
Even she couldn't suppress such an impulse…
But just when Zhang Yang widened his eyes, quietly waiting for her to enter the bath, something unexpected happened.
She suddenly raised her head, her eyes staring directly toward the top of the heater—once again meeting Zhang Yang eye‑to‑eye. Of course, Zhang Yang was seeing her eyes, but what she saw might have been a bright white glare… or maybe she noticed something.
She only looked for a second. Her eyelashes lowered slightly. She seemed to notice nothing and lifted her foot to step into the bathtub.
But at that moment, something completely unexpected happened. Somehow, instead of stepping safely into the tub, her foot slipped on the slick surface. She slid forward, her whole body pitching toward the bathtub as she tried desperately to regain her balance.
But after wobbling a few times, she tipped backward and fell straight down.
The back of her head smashed hard against the bathtub's edge.
Her body sank and slipped directly into the water, which reached straight up to her mouth.
"Damn! This unlucky girl." Zhang Yang muttered, watching her motionless body slowly sliding deeper into the tub…
If she passed out, wouldn't she drown right there?
Zhang Yang was speechless. He had been waiting to watch a beauty take a bath, and now this…
No. He couldn't just watch her drown.
Zhang Yang didn't have time to think. He didn't even put on his coat. He stood up and rushed to the door. He glanced back at the computer but still turned and sprinted downstairs toward the second floor.
He reached Room 204, quickly entered the password, and opened the door. After thinking for a moment, he closed it tightly behind him.
Looking at the closed bathroom door, he found himself at a loss.
"System Assistant, give me the fastest way to open the bathroom door in Room 204." Zhang Yang thought about it. This was his only option.
[Answering this question requires consuming 3 system points. Do you accept? ]
"Accept!"
[3 system points deducted. You currently have 28 system points remaining. The fastest way to open the bathroom door of Room 204 at this moment is: move quickly toward the door, grab the handle, gently turn it to the right, and then push the door open…]
Before Zhang Yang could react—was that really all?
He stepped forward, twisted the handle, and sure enough, the bathroom door opened easily.
What the hell!
Zhang Yang cursed silently. Damn it, the bathroom door wasn't even locked!
Those three system points were wasted for nothing—points he had earned after battling Gao Qi for more than an hour. Damn it!
System, I freaking hate you.
As soon as he opened the bathroom door, a wave of heat rushed out. The warm air collided with the cold air from outside, creating a layer of fog that made it hard to see inside.
The bathtub was to the left of the entrance. Turning his head, he could faintly see a snow‑white body submerged in the water. Her head was mostly underwater. As the fog dispersed, her trembling twin peaks and the scenery between her legs were completely exposed.
Zhang Yang took one glance. Without thinking further, he rushed forward. Bending over, he reached one arm into the water to grab her back, and with the other hand he prepared to grab her thigh to lift her out…
But in that instant, he felt his neck tighten. The previously motionless Tang Qiqi suddenly moved. Taking advantage of his bent posture, her right arm shot out of the water, coiled around his neck, and tried to drag him entirely into the tub.
"Damn! She really pulled a dirty trick!"
Just as Zhang Yang's face was about to hit the warm bathwater, the hand he had extended toward her hips moved. He thrust forward, grabbing her butt and pushing, forcing her body to arch backward so his head slipped free of her chokehold.
Tang Qiqi's expression changed instantly. She knew her plan had failed. But she wasn't an ordinary woman. When her arm lock failed, her long, pale leg wrapped around him, dragging him with her into the tub.
"Splash!" Water erupted everywhere as Zhang Yang's entire body was pulled in, flooding the floor.
"I'll kill you!" Tang Qiqi's cold eyes were filled with murder. The resentment she'd held in all day erupted at once. Ignoring her naked state, she drove her elbow straight toward Zhang Yang's jaw and throat.
In the cramped bathtub, neither of them had room to use proper techniques.
When Tang Qiqi lifted her elbow, Zhang Yang retaliated mercilessly. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard, nearly making her lose her breath.
Seeing this, Tang Qiqi panicked and lowered her head, biting Zhang Yang's elbow.
Zhang Yang cried out in pain. Without caring about anything else, he tried prying her head away. But like a small dog, she refused to let go, clamping down fiercely.
"Let go!" Zhang Yang shouted. Being bitten hurt more than being cut. And Tang Qiqi was biting with full force. If he didn't pry her away, she would take a chunk of flesh.
Tang Qiqi's pretty face was flushed—whether from anger or embarrassment, he didn't know. Her dripping wet face radiated murderous intent. She had no intention of loosening her bite.
"If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude."
With no other choice, Zhang Yang suddenly reached downward and twisted… after all, she wasn't wearing anything…
"Ah!" Tang Qiqi's long legs shot straight, bracing against the far edge of the bathtub. Her pale thighs clamped tight as she jerked forward, slamming her head into Zhang Yang's.
"Bang!" Zhang Yang took the hit head‑on. His vision spun. Damn it, Tang Qiqi—did she practice iron‑head techniques?
But she didn't seem much better off. She was stunned for a second, then slammed her head forward again. Zhang Yang quickly dodged, countering by pressing her hard into the water. Tang Qiqi resisted fiercely, clawing backward with eagle‑like fingers toward his chest. Zhang Yang dodged again.
"Rip!" His clothes tore open like thin paper, and her nails carved four deep lines across his chest. Blood beaded instantly.
"You damned woman." In just moments, she had bitten him and slashed him. Meanwhile, she wasn't nearly as injured.
Looking at his wounded, battered self, Zhang Yang snapped.
Twisting his body, he grabbed her elbow and forced it backward, then pushed her head under the water.
Tang Qiqi was still a woman. She wasn't as strong as him, but she refused to give up. Her free hand shot upward and jabbed his abdomen hard. Zhang Yang nearly vomited from the pain.
"Damn!" Zhang Yang didn't respond to her at all. After taking the blow, he immediately grabbed her other arm as well and pressed her entire body underwater.
"Glub glub!" Tang Qiqi swallowed several mouthfuls of water, struggled a few times, then lost strength.
She could only lift her head with great effort to breathe.
"Do you give up?" Zhang Yang growled, furious at his battered state. Fortunately, he had taken one last look at the computer before running down—because the system had analyzed her expression at the moment of her fall and determined an 80% chance she was faking.
So he entered the bathroom prepared. But even so, she had still managed to injure him all over. It was infuriating.
"Zhang Yang, I will kill you." Tang Qiqi's hands were twisted behind her and useless. But her head was still above the surface, and in her voice there wasn't a trace of regret.
Her completely bare, snow‑white body had taken several scrapes during the fight—her elbows, forehead, and thighs were bruised. But what truly dried Zhang Yang's throat was that she was currently facing away from him, her lifted, glistening white butt perfectly aligned with his lower body…
"You want to kill me…" Zhang Yang felt a surge of nameless desire shooting up inside him.
Perhaps hearing the tremor in his voice, Tang Qiqi shuddered uncontrollably. "You… you want to do what?"