great-warnovel Chapter 92 Extreme Cold Warning! The Smell of Sweat in the Pipes: Sister-in-law, I'm dirty, don
Chapter 92 Extreme Cold Warning! The Smell of Sweat in the Pipes: Sister-in-law, I'm dirty, don
Upstairs, Tuoba Yu was wrapped in the "Cloud Top Velvet" down comforter he had bought for ten thousand taels of silver, having a beautiful dream he had never had before in his gentle embrace.
Meanwhile, at this time, on the very bottom floor of the Genting Apartments.
There is no incense here, no underfloor heating, only a narrow, dark underground pipe maintenance well filled with the sounds of metal clanging and steam hissing.
"Hiss—! This awful weather, even the ground feels chilly."
Next to the huge boiler room is a maintenance passageway that can only allow one person to pass sideways.
This is the heart of the entire "Genting" resort.
All the hot water and heating must be delivered to every floor through this place.
At this moment, the outside temperature had dropped to the point where water would freeze instantly. In order to ensure that the VIPs upstairs (especially my sister-in-law) wouldn't get cold, the heating pressure suddenly increased dramatically.
"Fifth Brother, the valve's loose. Hand me a wrench!"
From the darkness came the slightly hurried voice of Qin Yun, the sixth brother.
By the dim light of a kerosene lamp, two bare-chested figures could be seen squeezed into a narrow gap in the pipe.
Those were twins, the fifth brother Qin Feng and the sixth brother Qin Yun.
They had long since shed their usual decent short-sleeved outfits.
In this stuffy, humid space filled with the smell of coal ash and engine oil, clothes would only be a burden.
Two young, strong, and energetic male bodies were exposed to the air without any cover.
A large amount of sweat slid down their bronze backs, gathered in their waist hollows, and then flowed into the loose-fitting work pants hanging on their hips.
Their faces, bodies, and even every angular abdominal muscle were covered in black coal dust and oil stains.
He looked like a wild beast that had just crawled out of a coal pile—dirty, yet brimming with a raw, primal power that made your blood boil.
"Here you go! Catch it!"
Qin Feng, the fifth brother, gritted his teeth, picked up the huge wrench weighing dozens of kilograms with one hand, and handed it to his younger brother beneath him.
With his movements, the biceps on his arms bulged high, covered with a layer of shiny, oily sweat that gleamed like enamel under the light.
"Snap—!"
The valve was tightened again. A wave of scalding heat rushed up the pipe instantly.
"Phew..." Qin Feng let out a long sigh, raised the back of his hand, and wiped the sweat that had flowed into his eyes.
The more he tried to wipe it, the dirtier it got. His once handsome and arrogant face instantly turned into a smeared mess.
"Alright, now your sister-in-law's room will definitely be warm."
Qin Feng grinned, revealing two rows of teeth that gleamed white in the darkness:
"As long as my sister-in-law isn't cold, our efforts haven't been in vain."
Just then.
"Cough cough..."
A soft cough, accompanied by a sweet plum blossom scent that seemed out of place here, suddenly entered this cramped space filled with the smell of male hormones.
The twins froze, then turned around abruptly.
At the end of the passage, the rusty iron door was pushed open a crack.
A snow-white figure, carrying an exquisite glass lamp, was struggling to squeeze in sideways.
It was Su Wan. She was wearing the spotless white fox fur coat she hadn't had time to change out of, and she was holding two thermos flasks in her arms.
In this underground well filled with oil stains and darkness, she was so white that she seemed to glow, so clean that it was hard to look directly at her.
"Sister-in-law... Sister-in-law?!"
Qin Feng was so frightened that he almost smashed the wrench in his hand into his foot.
He instinctively shrank back, trying to hide himself in the shadows:
"What are you doing here?! Get out! This place is filthy!"
"Yes, sister-in-law! Don't come in!"
Qin Yun below was also anxious. He wanted to climb up and stop her, but he was afraid that his black mud would rub against Su Wan. So he could only awkwardly get stuck in the middle of the pipe, unable to move forward or backward.
"I don't mind the dirt."
Su Wan's voice was soft, tinged with heartache.
Instead of going out, she lifted her skirt and walked step by step into the small space filled with the smell of sweat and engine oil.
The further you go in, the stronger the masculine scent becomes.
It was that extremely domineering scent of hormones, fermented from heavy physical labor. It wasn't unpleasant; on the contrary, it carried a heat that made your legs weak.
Su Wan walked up to Qin Feng.
By the light of the glass lamp, she could see how disheveled these two usually arrogant young men were at this moment.
His body was covered in black ash, and white streaks were left by sweat.
Qin Feng, in particular, had a red burn mark on his chest, from which blood was seeping.
"Why didn't you say you were injured?"
Su Wan frowned and placed the thermos on the dusty ground.
She took out a clean white silk handkerchief from her sleeve, stood on tiptoe, and wanted to wipe the sweat and oil off Qin Feng's face.
"No! Sister-in-law, don't touch it!"
Qin Feng reacted strongly, abruptly turning his head to avoid the handkerchief.
He looked at Su Wan's fair, slender hand, even her fingernails were pink.
Looking at myself, I was covered in filth and sweat.
That intense feeling of inferiority and shame instantly assaulted the boy's sensitive self-esteem.
"Sister-in-law, I'm covered in coal dust... Look, this smell is bothering you."
Qin Feng took a step back, his back pressed against the scalding hot pipe wall, causing him to groan softly, but he stubbornly refused to let Su Wan get closer:
"This handkerchief is made of silk; it will be ruined if it gets stained with oil."
"You are the cloud in the sky, and I am the mud on the ground. Don't get dirty."
Su Wan's hand hung in mid-air.
Looking at this silly boy who was clearly exhausted but still avoided her for this reason, she felt as if she had been pricked by a needle.
"Qin Feng".
She suddenly called him by his full name.
The tone was somewhat harsh.
Qin Feng was taken aback, and subconsciously stood at attention, like a big dog that had made a mistake and was waiting to be scolded.
"Come here," Su Wan commanded.
Qin Feng's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes darted away, but his body betrayed him... and he moved forward an inch.
"Come here again."
It moved another inch.
Until the two were only a fist's width apart.
Su Wan could clearly feel the heat emanating from his body, a temperature that could melt a person.
She did not use the handkerchief again.
Instead, she stretched out her clean little hand and grabbed Qin Feng's big hand, which was covered in black oil.
"Sister-in-law!" Qin Feng exclaimed, trying to pull his hand back.
But Su Wan held on tightly.
Even if her hands were instantly stained black, even if the rough calluses scraped her palms painfully.
"You're dirty because you're doing housework."
Su Wan raised her head, her watery eyes meeting his evasive wolfish gaze:
"I'm sweating so that I won't get cold."
"Where is it dirty?"
"This is our family's...cleanest medal."
After saying that, Su Wan took his dirty hand and gently placed it on the collar of her spotless white fox fur coat.
A dark handprint was instantly left on the snow-white fur collar.
shocking.
Yet it also carries a sense of cruelty that destroys beauty.
"See, is it dirty?" Su Wan smiled. "If it's dirty, it's dirty. Just wash it. If it can't be washed off..."
"Then keep it."
"I'll keep this as a memento of my fifth brother."
boom--!
Qin Feng's mind was completely in chaos.
He looked at the black handprint.
That was his mark.
The mark was imprinted on his most sacred and untouchable sister-in-law.
An indescribable ecstasy and possessiveness instantly overwhelmed his defenses like lava.
"Sister-in-law..."
Qin Feng's voice was terribly hoarse, and a layer of scarlet appeared in his eyes.
He stopped dodging and instead grabbed Su Wan's small hand with his large, oily hand, which forcefully enveloped her small hand.
"You're the one who provoked me."
He gritted his teeth and took a step forward.
The already cramped space instantly became extremely narrow.
Su Wan was cornered by him, with a cold wall behind her and his hot, dirty, yet fatally attractive chest in front of her.
"Touch here."
Qin Feng held her hand and did not let go.
Instead, he took her hand and guided it through his sweaty abs, upwards.
Beyond that red burn mark.
Finally, he pressed hard on his left chest.
There, the heart is pounding wildly.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
It was so violent, it felt like it was about to burst through her chest and leap into Su Wan's palm.
Beneath his palms lay slippery sweat, hard muscles, and an intense heat that could almost burn him.
The sensation was so real, so raw, so... erotic.
"Does your sister-in-law find the pipe too hot?"
Qin Feng lowered his head. His face was still wet, streaked with black and white, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.
He completely enveloped Su Wan in his shadow, their noses almost touching.
The salty smell of sweat mixed with the smell of engine oil overwhelmed Su Wan's nostrils.
"The water in the pipe is only 80 degrees Celsius."
Qin Feng looked at her slightly trembling eyelashes, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice filled with suppressed gasps:
"But sister-in-law..."
"Feel it inside."
He pressed Su Wan's hand firmly, making her palm press even closer to his heart:
"The fire here..."
"It burns even brighter."
"The fever is making me... have all sorts of wild thoughts."
Su Wan was offended by his blunt and explicit words.
She tried to pull her hand back, but found she couldn't move it at all.
"Fifth Brother... Sixth Brother is still downstairs..." she whispered, blushing.
"He's downstairs fixing pipes, he can't hear us."
Qin Feng, acting like a rogue, pressed himself forward, bringing their bodies even closer together.
The black and gray clothes inevitably rubbed off onto Su Wan's face and the tip of her nose.
The once pristine fairy instantly transformed into a dirty little kitten.
Qin Feng looked at her face.
Looking at the stain on her face that belonged to him.
He suddenly burst into an extremely wicked yet extremely satisfied laugh.
He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his chapped lips, his eyes fixed intently on Su Wan's lips:
"My sister-in-law is dirty now too."
"As dirty as me."
He suddenly lowered his head, his thumb roughly grazing the corner of her mouth, sending a tingling sensation through her.
"My sister-in-law's clothes... are ruined."
He stared at the black handprint, his eyes filled with a morbid pleasure:
"But... good riddance."
"From now on, no one is allowed to wear this outfit."
"It can only be hung in my room."
……
"that……"
Just then, the metal plate beneath their feet was suddenly struck.
Qin Yun's plaintive voice drifted up through the crack:
"Fifth Brother, haven't you had enough?"
"The pipes below have also been repaired."
"I also want my sister-in-law to wipe my sweat."
"I want to leave my fingerprints too."
"Otherwise, I'll turn off the valve, and nobody will be warm!"
Qin Feng's face darkened, and he lowered his head to curse:
"Get lost! Those are my handprints!"
He turned his head, looked at Su Wan, and his expression instantly changed, turning into a fawning smile:
"Sister-in-law, let's go upstairs."
"It's too dirty down there."
"After I've washed myself clean... I'll go warm the bed for my sister-in-law."
Su Wan looked at her appalling "masterpiece" and then at the filthy dog wagging its tail for praise.
He smiled helplessly.
"it is good."
"Go upstairs... I'll make you some braised pork."