Chapter 457 - 281: Thus, Art is Accomplished

Chapter 457: Chapter 281: Thus, Art is Accomplished

「The next morning.」

On the ski slope, Lin Chu was no longer alone.

After seeing his skiing photos on his social media feed last night, the Sister Mao had immediately asked to go skiing together this morning, and Lin Chu had agreed.

After a couple of runs, he could see her skiing skill was quite a bit better than his. She was faster, and her technique was clearly more polished.

’That’s... understandable, though. Given where she’s from, she probably grew up with winter sports.’

This could be considered a sort of unofficial date.

As they raced down the long slope side-by-side, their shouts and laughter merging in the crisp air, Lin Chu was suddenly struck by a heroic feeling, as if they were facing the wind and frost together.

’Maybe I really should give a "Sister Mao" a try?’

’Time to broaden my horizons, after all.’

Besides, he did feel a stir of excitement in his heart.

’This is a brand-new experience, maxing out my sense of novelty and accomplishment right from the start.’

She had been the one to approach him.

Lin Chu didn’t think there was anything cheap about it. Earning her affection and approval was a testament to his own strengths, and her making the first move was simply a positive personality trait.

Once they had skied to the point of exhaustion, they left the slopes. A smile played on Lin Chu’s lips as he casually suggested, "Hot spring?"

Dongnya, not one to spoil the fun, replied excitedly, "GOGOGO!"

And so, about half an hour later, a long-legged Sister Mao in a bikini appeared in the private hot spring pool.

When she was bundled up in her down jacket or ski suit, you couldn’t really tell what she was working with. But now, her slender and exquisite figure was revealed, leaving Lin Chu feeling rather stunned.

’Even though I had my suspicions, she’s still gorgeous.’

Even her abs were exceptionally defined and full.

It’s actually much harder for women to develop abs than it is for men.

What shocked Lin Chu even more was when, wearing only her three-point bikini, flushed red from the steaming hot spring, she swam a lap, climbed out, and threw herself right into the snowbank beside the pool. She rolled around contentedly, coating her entire body in snow like a sausage about to be fried being dipped in breadcrumbs, before letting out a shriek and laugh of pure bliss.

’Uh...’

’Hardcore.’

’That’s definitely a racial talent.’

At that moment, Lin Chu really wanted to ask her a question—’Miss, do you get period cramps?’

’Playing around like this?’

Shaking his head with a smile, Lin Chu naturally didn’t ask. He continued to swim leisurely, relaxing every part of his body in the rising steam.

Dongnya played in the snow for a little while before getting back into the hot spring. She looked at Lin Chu, her eyes sparkling, and lightly bit her lip.

’His body is really amazing.’

"Hey, would you model for another painting for me?"

So, after Lin Chu finished a lap, she asked with a teasing smile.

"You mean like Michelangelo’s David? The naked kind?"

Lin Chu wiped the water from his face and replied with a half-smile. ’Don’t get so artsy. The line between art and erotica is often just a single step.’

"Is that okay?"

She wasn’t shy at all, boldly meeting Lin Chu’s gaze, her long eyelashes coated in a layer of white frost.

"Sure, but I have one condition. I can’t paint, but I do know photography. I’ll need a model too."

Lin Chu licked his lips, making a reciprocal demand. ’Look, what’s there not to look at?’

’I can’t be the only one at a disadvantage, right?’

Dongnya: "..."

She couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

She finally showed a hint of shyness.

This was, without a doubt, flirting.

’Are painting and photography the same thing?’

’The former is really art!’

"I don’t agree."

She said with a smile, her lips pursed, but her eyes were shimmering.

"That’s not fair."

"You get to look at me, but I don’t get to look at you. That’s very unfair."

"You’re not a proper artist. You don’t even have the courage to devote yourself to art. I promise the photos will look great, and I’ll never share them."

Lin Chu insisted, his tone a bit more forceful.

’Woman, you’re the one who brought up art.’

But inside, he really wanted to laugh.

’Things are getting wild!’

Excitement flickered in Dongnya’s eyes, but she backed down a step. "I demand to keep some necessary clothing on. Otherwise, it would make me feel very shy. Hey, you can’t do this. Painting involves fictional elements, but photography is completely realistic."

This was just a classic back-and-forth, something all women do, regardless of their background.

Lin Chu shrugged, reminded of a four-word phrase used by seasoned photographers: "Free shoot for portfolio."

"Then I demand we do the photoshoot first, then the painting."

The ambiguous atmosphere began to escalate. Looking at Lin Chu’s teasing, half-smiling eyes, Dongnya pouted and shifted awkwardly in the water. But in the end, her emotions won out over her reason.

She smiled and nodded in agreement, then nonchalantly tucked her hair back.

’The outwardly refined man from China is actually pretty wild and uninhibited at a time like this.’

’At least he’s not a man completely devoid of passion.’

...

"Can you tell me what you do? My mysterious Prince?"

In the log cabin’s sauna, sweat pouring down her body, Dongnya asked with a mix of confusion and curiosity.

It was only now that she suddenly noticed it all: the luxurious hotel service, the private hot spring pool, the private sauna. Everything about this five-star hotel pointed to the fact that the man before her, who had a great body and a great presence, was probably also very rich.

She had seen rooms of this caliber when she was booking her own accommodations. The average price was over 1,000 USD a day.

Hearing this question, Lin Chu smiled faintly. ’It was bound to come up.’

’Curiosity is a woman’s nature, after all.’

"I run a media company, a Security Group, a luxury retail chain, and a golf course."