Seven years after transmigrating, he was cornered at the head of the bed by a cold and aloof empress

Chapter 70 The moment I entered the house, my wife changed into her maid outfit.

"Click".

As the heavy solid wood door to the master bedroom was locked from the inside, a crisp click echoed in the empty room, like a small hammer gently tapping on Lin Zhou's tense nerves.

Lin Zhou leaned against the door, took a deep breath, and felt the faint scent of lavender in the air, Su Qingge's usual fragrance. He looked around, and this master bedroom, which was even larger than the dilapidated house in Peach Blossom Village, made him feel somewhat cramped, even a little short of breath.

The two-meter-wide custom-made bed was covered with dark gray silk bedding, which gleamed with an ambiguous sheen under the warm yellow light. Lin Zhou walked over and tentatively sat down. The soft mattress instantly sank in, like a gentle hand trying to completely devour him.

"Change clothes...and you still need to lock the door?"

Lin Zhou's Adam's apple bobbed as the little figure in his mind called "Rationality" was fighting fiercely.

Isn't that a clear enough implication?

This is practically like they've plastered the words "I'm going to cause trouble" all over their foreheads!

He's a normal, energetic man who just showed off his physical prowess to the entire nation. If he could remain unmoved by his wife's blatant invitation, he'd better go to a temple and burn incense to see if he's truly renounced worldly life.

"Calm down, Lin Zhou, you need to calm down."

He patted his cheeks, trying to cool himself down physically. "Maybe it's just a change of pajamas? Or... one of those cooler pajamas?"

The waiting time always seems exceptionally long.

The faint sound of water coming from the bathroom was the rustling of fabric and the sound of a zipper being pulled open. Each subtle sound was like a feather gently brushing against Lin Zhou's heart, making him restless.

He stood up and sat down again, picked up the water glass from the bedside table, took a sip, found it was empty, and awkwardly put it back.

Just as Lin Zhou was imagining eight hundred different scenarios of "a rich man's domineering wife forcing herself on him," the bathroom doorknob finally turned slowly.

"Squeak—"

The door was pulled open, and a wisp of steam drifted out first.

Lin Zhou subconsciously held his breath, his gaze fixed on that direction, like a prisoner awaiting judgment.

First to step out was a foot clad in white lace stockings, landing on the dark wooden floor, exuding an irresistible allure. Looking up, one could see slender, straight calves, with a faint pink tinge around the knees.

Immediately afterwards, Su Qingge walked out.

When Lin Zhou saw the outfit she was wearing, he felt a "boom" in his head, as if a thousand screaming chickens had been squeezed at the same time.

If he hadn't been holding onto the bedside table, he felt he might have knelt down on the spot.

That's not pajamas at all.

That was an extremely exquisite and highly accurate black and white maid outfit!

The classic black and white color scheme, the intricate lace trim at the chest, and the large white bow at the waist perfectly accentuated her slender figure. The skirt was short and puffy, swaying slightly with her movements, and that expanse of pure white was practically pushing the limits of human vision.

The worst part is that she was wearing a fluffy cat ear headband!

Can you imagine?

A high-flying diva who usually exudes charisma and is outspoken on stage, an ice queen whose gaze can freeze you to death, is now standing in front of you dressed in clothes that exude a cute and quirky anime vibe.

This extreme contrast is a million times more lethal than simply wearing clothes!

"Wife...?"

Lin Zhou's voice cracked, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets, "What... what's gotten into you? Planning to switch careers and debut as an anime artist?"

Su Qingge seemed quite pleased with his pathetic appearance.

She showed no shyness whatsoever; instead, she slightly raised her chin, lifted her skirt with both hands, and gracefully twirled around. That haughty expression paired with the outfit created a strange chemistry—like a noble Persian cat reluctantly donning human clothes, patrolling her territory.

"Is it pretty?"

She walked up to Lin Zhou, bent down slightly, and her cat ears swayed with the movement, so cute that it made one want to commit a crime.

"It's...it looks good..."

Lin Zhou felt a surge of heat in his nostrils and quickly tilted his head back. "But isn't this too unfair? Su Qingge, do you know you're playing with fire?"

"Playing with fire?"

Su Qingge chuckled softly, a mischievous glint in her phoenix eyes. She extended her index finger, gently lifting Lin Zhou's chin, and, mimicking a soft, sweet voice from an anime, called out:

"Master~"

That cry of "Master" was so sweet and mesmerizing, it was almost too much to bear.

Lin Zhou felt a chill run down his spine, as if the top of his head had been blown off.

Who can stand this!

Is this the kind of sound a carbon-based life form can make?

"Stop! Halt!"

Lin Zhou grabbed her hand that was flailing against his chest, his breathing rapid as if he'd just run five kilometers. "Wife, calm down, I'm scared. What do you want? Just tell me! Do you want my card, or my life?"

Seeing Lin Zhou's expression of being on high alert, as if he were about to be devoured, Su Qingge finally couldn't help but burst out laughing, instantly shattering her aloof queen persona.

"Look how scared you are, you're so pathetic!"

She withdrew her hand, walked to the mirror, and straightened her slightly crooked cat ears. Her tone returned to normal, but the smile in her eyes was impossible to hide.

"This is an endorsement I just got for a mobile game. The manufacturer just sent me a sample outfit and insisted that I try it on to see if it fits, saying it's for shooting a promotional video."

At this point, she turned her head and glanced at Lin Zhou with a half-smile:

"I was thinking, since we're going to try it anyway, why not let you, the 'stay-at-home dad,' give it your opinion first? After all, don't you men all like this kind of thing?"

So it was work?

As Lin Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, a huge sense of loss welled up in his heart.

So you're using me as a fitting room mirror?

"Endorsement? What mobile game is so frivolous?"

Lin Zhou muttered, but his gaze still lingered on her body uncontrollably. "But this dress... does fit quite well. The designer has a good eye for aesthetics. Especially this leg ring, it's the perfect finishing touch."

"Yeah?"

Su Qingge glanced down at the lace leg ring that left a faint mark on her thigh, and a slight smile played on her lips. "I think it's nice too. It seems Mr. Lin has quite a bit of knowledge about this style?"

"No, no, it's purely for academic appreciation."

Lin Zhou quickly denied it, then changed the subject, his eyes becoming intense as he approached Su Qingge step by step:

"But honey, now that we've changed our clothes, shouldn't we... get down to business?"

"What's the main topic?" Su Qingge asked knowingly, but did not back away.

"Of course..."

Lin Zhou suddenly sprang up from the bed, moving as fast as a cheetah, and forced Su Qingge to the dressing table. He braced himself on both sides of her and pulled her into his arms.

The distance between them instantly closed, their breaths mingling.

Lin Zhou lowered his head, his gaze lingering on the cat ears and her stunningly beautiful face, his voice hoarse beyond belief:

"It's time to pay the punishment for losing yesterday's heart-pounding challenge. Queen Su, you're not trying to renege on your promise, are you?"

"bilk?"

Su Qingge tilted her head slightly, meeting his gaze defiantly, her fingers lightly tracing circles on his chest, her tone provocative:

"When have I, Su Qingge, ever renege on a debt? But..."

She paused, her eyes suddenly becoming innocent and pitiful, and pointed to her clothes:

"Are you sure you want to take action against this outfit? Lin Zhou, are you testing the resolve of your officers?"