Chapter 48 Taking cold showers again and again (1/2)

After everyone else left, Su Wantang took out the honorary banner that the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau had given her from her luggage.

Having this banner means that she belongs to the "red capitalist" class.

Then no one will criticize her for her ingredients.

Su Wantang held the bright red banner and gestured to find the right spot on the wall.

"How about hanging it here?" Su Wantang stood on tiptoe and pointed to a blank spot on the wall.

Lu Linchuan walked up from behind, his tall figure casting her in shadow. He reached out his arm from her side and easily took the banner.

"It's too high, let me do it."

His voice was deep and magnetic, carrying a faint scent of soap and an aura of masculine hormones.

Trapped in his arms, Su Wantang felt her face flush slightly as she smelled the man's strong masculine scent, and even her earlobes turned a little red.

At this moment, Lu Linchuan held the banner in one hand and used the other hand to support himself against the wall to adjust his position.

The man was wearing a military green vest, revealing two strong and powerful forearms with veins faintly visible.

He turned slightly to the side, the lines of his chest faintly visible beneath his shirt, the contours of his muscles exuding masculine power.

"How's this spot?" he asked, looking down at her, his breath brushing against her ear.

Su Wantang's cheeks flushed slightly, and her heart skipped a beat. She nodded and said, "Very good."

Lu Linchuan reached for the nails and hammer with clean, efficient movements. With each swing of the hammer, the muscles in his shoulders and back tensed, his shirt clinging to his body, outlining a perfect inverted triangle silhouette.

The banner was finally hung securely on the wall, its bright red color shining brightly under the light.

Lu Linchuan turned around, his black hair slightly disheveled, his handsome face covered with a faint sheen of sweat, adding to his wild charm.

The man's eyes were deep and dark as ink, staring directly at Su Wantang.

"That's good." His lips curled up slightly, and that smile carried a thrill that made hearts race.

"Mmm." Su Wantang nodded.

It was already 7 p.m.

"It's getting late, honey, go to bed and rest," Lu Linchuan said. "I've sweated a lot, I'm going to take a shower."

He smelled strongly of sweat; he couldn't let it bother his wife.

"Okay." Su Wantang nodded and walked into the bedroom. She changed into a light pink nightgown and lay down on the bed.

Not long after, Lu Linchuan came out of the bathroom shirtless. He had a towel wrapped around his lower body, covering his private parts, and only his two long, straight legs were exposed.

Transparent water droplets slid down the well-defined shoulder line, disappeared into the sharp lines of the collarbone, then slid down the firm pectoral muscles, past the sexy V-line, and disappeared beneath the bath towel...

The man exuded an aura of masculine hormones.

The air seemed to have become somewhat hot and dry.

This scene made Su Wantang blush.

How come I never noticed how sexy Lu Linchuan was before...?

That double-door refrigerator-sized body, those sexy and well-defined eight-pack abs, those sexy V-lines...

His physique is absolutely perfect.

This is the perfect figure that most women dream of in their other half.

"Still not asleep?" The man gently wiped the damp stray hairs from his forehead with a dark blue towel and walked towards the woman.

"Hmm, I can't sleep," Su Wantang said softly.

“You must be tired after a long day of driving. Let me give you a massage,” the man said.