Chapter 42: Flight Attendant
Shi Luoyin feels utterly ashamed. She tearfully wipes her hands and face clean, then buries herself under the covers, muttering curses in a small voice.
"I don't know what he eats to grow that big!"
"Wahhh, big bad egg! Lin Zimo, you big bad egg!"
"Wah, my hands and mouth are so tired and sore..."
Lin Zimo magnanimously ignores Shi Luoyin's grumbling. He glances at the time and says,
"It's getting late. Rest up. I'll crash in the guest room next door."
"Go on, go on," Shi Luoyin mumbles from beneath the blankets without emerging.
Only when Lin Zimo reaches the door does she slyly peek out.
That night, Shi Luoyin tosses and turns, unable to settle into sleep...
Lin Zimo, meanwhile, slumbers deeply and sweetly.
The next morning, Shi Luoyin's assistant Zhou Li arrives with breakfast.
She freezes the instant she steps inside, spotting a devastatingly handsome man descending the stairs.
Oh my god! He's insanely hot!
Wait, isn't this Luoyin's villa? Why's a guy here? Did I get the wrong place?
The decor's right... Does that mean Shi Luoyin started dating behind my back?
Holy crap!
Just two days apart, and she snags a boyfriend hotter than any entertainment idol...
Lin Zimo has just risen and freshened up, planning to grab breakfast outside.
As he heads downstairs, he encounters a sharp-dressed unfamiliar woman entering.
Right then, the master bedroom door swings open.
Shi Luoyin emerges, walking a bit strangely. Her bruised buttocks have healed considerably—no major impact on normal movement, but any big stretch still pulls painfully. Afraid of the hurt, she shuffles slowly.
Zhou Li spots Shi Luoyin's odd gait and her mind goes straight to the gutter.
Oh my god!
Luoyin's legs are already this wobbly? How wild was last night?!
This is too steamy...
Shi Luoyin notices Zhou Li and asks calmly,
"Sister Zhou Li, breakfast delivery? What's on the menu today?"
She then introduces Lin Zimo. "This is my assistant. She lives close by, and since I can't go out easily, she brings me breakfast most days."
"Hello. I'm Luoyin's boyfriend, Lin Zimo," he says politely.
"Brought rice noodle rolls and shrimp dumplings," Zhou Li replies to Shi Luoyin before whipping around to Lin Zimo.
"Hi! Hi! I'm Zhou Li."
Help! Even his voice is perfection. Where'd Luoyin find a god-tier boyfriend like this...
I want one too.
Zhou Li sets down portions for two—meant for her and Shi Luoyin, but with Lin Zimo here, she leaves it all for them.
She'd love to linger and soak in his handsome features.
But Shi Luoyin is her boss. She knows better than to play third wheel.
...
Over breakfast, Shi Luoyin suggests to Lin Zimo,
"Lin Zimo, let's hit the beach. Sanya on Hainan Island for two days? Couples always go together, right?"
She craves that sweet romance—a seaside date is a must for lovers, and she won't miss it.
"Sounds good. Get ready. We'll head out soon," Lin Zimo replies indulgently.
He pulls out his phone to book flights and a beach resort hotel.
Shi Luoyin's heart bubbles with delight at his thoughtfulness. Spur-of-the-moment trips are the best.
"Yay! I'll go do my makeup then." Shi Luoyin eyes the closet full of short skirts and stockings.
She wants to look stunning for her date with Lin Zimo, but fans swarming gives her pause.
She settles on something low-key: a white-pink dress with white stockings.
Lin Zimo glances up and sees Shi Luoyin in the white-pink dress—like a budding cherry blossom, pure and sweet.
Her creamy skin contrasts vividly against the soft fabric and sheer stockings.
She resembles a delicate porcelain doll: sweet, yet fragile in a way that tugs at the heart.
"Lin Zimo, does this look good on me?" Shi Luoyin stands before him, batting her lovely eyes nervously.
Sunlight bathes her face, making her skin gleam translucent and radiant.
He praises without holding back. "Gorgeous. Perfect for you—like a flawless white lotus, pure and sweet."
The dress is soft pink cotton, fine and textured, with layered ruffles at the hem for sweet elegance.
White collar and cuffs blend seamlessly with the pink body.
White stockings hug her long legs perfectly.
They shimmer softly in the sun, like rare porcelain—smooth and warm to the eye.
She radiates serene freshness, a living painting that warms the soul.
Shi Luoyin beams even brighter at his words.
"Lin Zimo, you're such a smooth talker, hahaha."
Her features sharpen to exquisite allure: a pert little nose adds playfulness, her jawline crisp and refined—dainty yet not seductive.
Her obsidian eyes sparkle with inner wisdom, pairing sweet beauty with resilient spirit.
Silky long hair cascades to her waist, lending feminine grace.
Pearl earrings dangle like twinkling stars, adding sparkle to the whole.
Lin Zimo switches to sunny, handsome-boy casual: white T-shirt, athletic shorts, sneakers—simple and comfy.
A million-yuan watch gleams low-key luxury on his wrist.
His black hair is neatly combed short, with a roguish edge.
A few playful strands fall over his forehead, livening his brows.
His face boasts sharp lines—handsome, elegant.
Refined features and unique aura mesh flawlessly, an unmatched charm.
Sunlight gilds his muscular frame in a golden halo, like a statue carved from sun and vitality—warm, magnetic.
Shi Luoyin nearly loses herself staring.
They don masks, sunglasses, and hats for the outing—disguised to avoid a stampede.
Lin Zimo tows a simple suitcase. Zhou Li drives them to Baiyun Airport.
He booked first class, buying out the surrounding seats—no interruptions.
Except for the stunning uniformed flight attendant.
Her face is exquisitely sculpted, contours elegant. The airline uniform hugs her as she smiles at Lin Zimo.
"Sir, water? We have coffee, orange juice..."
The white-blue uniform looks crisp and vital on her.
Tailored for slim waist and broad shoulders, it traces her figure perfectly—legs straight as a model's.
High heels hold her gracefully poised at all times.
Her skin glows like fresh snow under clear skies—fair, translucent.
Subtle makeup enhances her natural beauty, like hibiscus emerging from pure water, untouched artifice.
Most captivating: her starry eyes, brimming with galaxies.
Shi Luoyin first assumes the attendant spotted her, hovering for an autograph.
Then she realizes—the target is Lin Zimo.
This damn guy. Masked, shaded, hatted—and still irresistible.