Bronya: Do You Like It When I Take the Initiative?

Faced with Lin Hai's question.

Bronya took a deep breath, leaned forward slightly, and lowered her voice even further. "Of course, but..."

"But what?"

"First, you have to tell me." Her eyes shifted. "Do you prefer the innocent look of white, or black?"

Lin Hai didn't answer directly. He merely smiled, his gaze lingering on her legs for a moment.

"I can't tell you just like that. I'll have to wait until you put them on yourself before I know the answer."

"All right." Bronya readily agreed, her tone light. "Once we've finished eating, I'll let you have a good look."

"Then I'll... look forward to it."

After the meal, Bronya couldn't stop praising the fried ice cream, crisp on the outside and icy within. She had never experienced such a wonderful combination of textures.

Seeing this, Lin Hai ordered an extra portion for her to take away and enjoy at her leisure.

Lin Hai drove on the way back, while Bronya nestled comfortably in the passenger seat.

A faint, sweet fragrance filled the car. She carefully opened the container and took small bites of the cold, sweet ice cream, occasionally holding a spoonful to Lin Hai's lips to share it with him.

A breeze drifted in through the window, carrying the relaxed feeling of the afternoon.

The atmosphere was pleasant and warm.

On the way, they came to a red light, and the car slowly stopped.

Lin Hai said nothing. He simply held out his hand to Bronya, palm up, in a completely natural gesture, as though offering a silent invitation.

Bronya understood at once.

Without any hesitation, she bent down of her own accord, slipped off her shoe, and gently placed one slender, fair foot in Lin Hai's palm.

Lin Hai's hand slowly closed around it, his fingertips caressing her tender toes and delicate arch with affection.

Bronya accepted the intimacy calmly, a faint smile on her lips.

A few intersections later, Bronya suddenly turned to the side.

She leaned forward of her own accord and planted a kiss on Lin Hai's cheek.

Their contact lasted only an instant.

Bronya settled back into her seat, a faint blush on her face, and continued eating her fried ice cream, as though her bold act just now had been a passing whim.

Feeling the lingering sensation on his cheek and the cool softness in his hand, Lin Hai was filled with immense satisfaction.

The unexpected compliance Bronya had shown today moved him far more than any straightforward words could have.

The car reached the building, and Lin Hai and Bronya got out together and took the elevator.

The elevator ascended smoothly, its numbers changing.

Bronya stood quietly beside Lin Hai, her gaze sweeping over every detail of the car.

The metal walls, polished like mirrors, the ever-changing floor indicator, and the soft yet bright lights overhead.

To her, it all had an unfamiliar yet orderly technological feel, vastly different from the Belobog she knew.

The elevator doors slid open silently, and the moment Bronya stepped into the apartment, she paused.

Standing in the entryway, she carefully surveyed the spacious, bright, thoroughly modern space.

Bronya's gaze moved from the huge LCD television to the sunlit floor-to-ceiling windows and balcony, then to the sofa that looked exceptionally soft and comfortable...

Every furnishing struck her as novel.

"This place is nice," she remarked softly.

Remembering their earlier agreement, she turned to Lin Hai and asked, "By the way, the stockings... where are they?"

Lin Hai smiled slightly and pointed to a door left ajar. "In the dressing room over there. There should be all kinds of styles. You can go choose whichever ones you like."

Bronya went into the dressing room as he suggested. Even she, accustomed to the grandeur of Kliperburg, couldn't help pausing in surprise.

The dressing room was not only spacious; more importantly, an astonishing number of women's clothes filled it, neatly hung or folded and sorted by category.

From elegant long dresses to playful short styles, from casual everyday clothes to somewhat formal suits, and even boldly styled, highly distinctive garments, the dazzling selection had everything!

Lin Hai was already used to the possibility of summoning other women at any time.

To him, stocking up on plenty of clothes in advance was a thoughtful measure.

Bronya's usual style leaned toward the sharp, practical look of the Silvermane Guards, and she rarely tried elaborate or flashy outfits.

But now, surrounded by this sea of clothing, the girlish love of beauty deep within her was quietly awakened.

Her fingertips brushed over garments of different textures. Finally, she picked out a simple short skirt, a fitted camisole with thin straps, and a pair of pure white stockings with a delicate texture.

Bronya quickly changed into the outfit, steadied her breathing a little, and pushed open the dressing room door.

She walked to the center of the living room, her skirt swaying lightly, every step graceful.

A look of amazement flashed in Lin Hai's eyes.

With her uniform gone, Bronya had shed her imposing military bearing and gained a rare softness and freshness.

Her long legs, wrapped in white stockings, looked especially straight and slender.

"Beautiful," Lin Hai said in heartfelt admiration. "I really like it!"

Hearing this, Bronya's lips curved slightly, and she suddenly posed a delicate question.

"Are my legs longer, or... are Sparkle's?"

"They have different styles, and each has its own beauty."

Bronya didn't seem satisfied with that answer. She took a step forward and pressed him. "Just the length. Whose are longer?"

"Your legs look a little more slender."

She went a step further, her voice dropping lower. "Then... do you like my long legs?"

"I do! I love them!"

"Good." Bronya was finally satisfied.

She walked over to the sofa and sat down gracefully, turning sideways and crossing her legs, her eyes shifting. "Now... you can have a good look."

Lin Hai laughed and sat down beside Bronya, in a very good mood.

He admired her to his heart's content.

Anyone who saw this side of her would find it hard to imagine she was the number two figure in Belobog's Upper District.

Lin Hai held out a hand and gave her a look.

Bronya understood at once and willingly stretched out her little foot, placing it in Lin Hai's hand.

"My Bronya, you're so good to me."

"How good?"

"Very, very good."

"I feel like you're lying to me."

"I'm not lying to you. You're so sweet and lovely. I can't get enough of you, so why would I lie to you?"

Bronya turned sideways and nestled in Lin Hai's arms. "As long as you like it. I put on these white stockings because I hoped you would."

Lin Hai bent down and kissed Bronya on the forehead, then moved lower and kissed the tip of her nose.

Before he could do anything else, Bronya leaned forward of her own accord. Their lips met, and both felt a jolt of electricity.

"So, Mr. Lin, do you like it when I take the initiative?"

"I do! I like it very, very much!"

"Then I'll take the initiative more often from now on, all right?"

"All right."

Bronya raised her arms and held Lin Hai tightly. "Whatever Sparkle can give you, I'll give you twice, ten times, a hundred times as much!"

"How are you going to give me ten or a hundred times as much?"

"Mr. Lin, relax. Leave the rest to me!"