Chapter 96 The Bloodthirsty Admiral Who Keeps a Mistress 25

For a long time, I refused to make pasta dishes.

Huo Jin doesn't even know what a face is.

As the sun set in the west at dusk, fiery clouds dominated the entire sky.

The two embraced on a bamboo chair under the eaves, enjoying this rare and beautiful scenery.

In particular, starting from the bottom of the steps, the hillsides are covered with blooming crimson irises, which, against the backdrop of the setting sun, create a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

The swing under the tree swayed alone in the wind.

Huo Jin nudged Chu Yuan with his chin, "Yuan'er, go swing on the swing."

Chu Yuan had the same idea and stood up excitedly, "Okay, you help me push."

With such beautiful scenery, swinging gently on a swing while facing the sunset must be a wonderful feeling.

"Okay," Huo Jin readily agreed.

As she approached the swing and was about to sit down, Huo Jin suddenly tugged at her sleeve, his eyes gleaming mischievously, and said in a coquettish tone, "Yuan'er, let's... let's swing in a different way."

Chu Yuan raised an eyebrow. What the heck? What other novel way is there to swing on a swing?

Just as she was thinking this, he hooked her chin, his tender peach blossom eyes and beautiful face pressed down on her. Chu Yuan was dazed and confused, and she was entangled with him again. She felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if she were floating on clouds. When she came to her senses, she was left with only her bodice.

Chu Yuan hugged her chest, both angry and annoyed, "Huo Jin, don't go too far!"

Huo Jin hooked her little finger, "Good girl, being this playful is the best way to appreciate such a beautiful view."

Chu Yuan ignored him and turned to go back inside to get dressed, but Huo Jin grabbed her wrist and pleaded softly, "Just this once, okay?"

The person who used to be like a demon king, suddenly transformed into a cute puppy with tears in their eyes.

No one could withstand that.

Chu Yuan, still half-asleep, eventually sat down.

Huo Jin was overjoyed and stood behind her, acting as a dutiful swing attendant.

They swung her up, higher and higher, letting Chu Yuan face the wind and admire the beautiful scenery, giving her the illusion that she was about to transform into an immortal.

Suddenly, the swing stopped at an abrupt height, and in the moment of stunned silence, the last piece of fabric was torn off.

Before Chu Yuan could get angry, Huo Jin pressed close to her from behind, "Isn't this even better?"

Chu Yuan, "..."

There is nothing more to say.

Because compared to what comes later, this is nothing.

Have you ever seen someone swinging on their stomach while lying down?

Huo Jin, armed with his equipment, was serious about his job...