Washing Seele's Feet, The Herta's Madness
Lin Hai's arm was wrapped around Bronya's waist.
Excellent proportions.
Her waistline is exceptionally beautiful.
He could feel the faint warmth emanating from Bronya's body beneath her cloak through his fingertips.
Lin Hai lowered his head, a knowing smile on his face, and whispered in her ear:
"Let me guess... Underneath that heavy cloak of yours, you wouldn't be hiding a yoga outfit, would you?"
Bronya tilted her head back, deliberately drawing out her words: "What—guess?"
I bet it is!
Lin Hai's tone was very confident, as if he had already seen through everything.
Bronya chuckled softly, deftly freeing herself from his embrace, taking a step back to create some distance between them.
She slightly raised her chin, her face displaying an expression that was a mixture of provocation and mystery:
"I'm sorry, you guessed wrong."
"It's impossible to be wrong."
Lin Hai smiled and shook his head, taking a step closer.
The truth is, you guessed wrong.
Bronya's lips curled into a meaningful smile.
She even proactively opened her arms, making a gesture of display.
"If you don't believe me, you can come and verify it for yourself."
"Alright, then I'll verify it myself." Lin Hai stepped forward again and pulled her into his arms once more.
This time, his fingers found the cloak's strap and gently tugged it.
The heavy fur cloak slipped off with a thud and piled up at his feet.
However, what appeared before Lin Hai was not the figure-hugging yoga outfit he had imagined, but a nurse's uniform with simpler fabric and a bolder design.
The soft fabric clung to Bronya's figure, and because she had been wrapped in a cloak, it was still slightly wrinkled.
Lin Hai was indeed stunned; this result was completely unexpected.
Bronya was wearing the same nurse's uniform that Seele had worn before!
He looked at the outfit before him, then at Bronya's smug smile, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"I was wrong... I never expected you to wear this."
"If you guess wrong, you will be punished."
Bronya's gaze drifted to Seele, who was observing the view out the window, trying to make herself as Seele as possible.
"What punishment?" Lin Hai asked with great interest.
"As punishment—" Bronya paused deliberately, "You'll have to wash Seele's feet."
"Huh?!" Upon hearing this, Seele instantly raised her head, her cheeks flushing crimson at a visible speed, even her ears turning pink.
She hurriedly waved her hands. "No, no need! What kind of punishment is this..."
Lin Hai readily agreed, "No problem, I accept this punishment."
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the washroom next to him.
Not long after, Lin Hai returned carrying a copper basin filled with steaming hot water, with a few pieces of herb with soothing properties floating on the surface.
He walked straight to Seele, slightly bent one knee, put down the basin of water, and looked up at her:
"Seele, let me wash your feet."
Seele's face turned even redder, almost as if it were about to bleed.
Under Bronya's smiling gaze, she felt incredibly shy, yet also a little expectant.
She whispered "Thank you, sir," and sat down somewhat stiffly in the armchair next to her.
Lin Hai gently lifted her ankles, removed her shoes and socks, and slowly placed her fair and slender feet into the warm water.
His movements were gentle and focused, his fingertips applying warm pressure as he carefully massaged Seele's soles, insteps, and even each toe.
The warm water and gentle touch created a powerful psychological impact, forming an extremely ambiguous atmosphere!
Seele felt a tingling electric current surge up from the soles of her feet and spread throughout her body.
She trembled slightly involuntarily, biting her lower lip tightly to force herself to remain silent, but the tears in her eyes betrayed the turmoil in her heart.
Bronya stood to the side, watching this scene quietly.
Looking at Lin Hai's focused and gentle expression, and at Seele's extremely shy reaction.
A ripple quietly stirred in Bronya's heart as well.
A subtle longing to be cared for and pampered in the same way quietly sprouted in her heart.
The construction of the new city is like a sophisticated and massive machine.
Officially launched on the vast ice fields south of Belobog!
Dozens of heavy engineering vehicles.
It includes giant icebreakers, deep-drilling excavators, and multi-functional paving platforms.
Like a steel behemoth, it roared into the designated Trailblaze area.
Their tracks rolled over millennia-old frozen snow, producing a dull, resounding roar. The hard ice layer cracked and shattered under the continuous impact of the hydraulic hammers, gradually revealing the dark brown permafrost beneath.
The rising temperatures and clear skies allowed the sunshine to pour down on this land.
The surface snow began to melt; the area wasn't large, but it gradually formed trickles that nourished the land.
The era of freeze is coming to an end.
The main force involved in the construction was the residents from the Underworld.
They had long struggled to survive in dark, crowded conditions.
Now, an opportunity to live in the sunshine and have a brand new home is before them, which has ignited an unprecedented enthusiasm.
The members of the Wildfire organization efficiently moved around the construction site, coordinating personnel, assigning tasks, and resolving unexpected problems.
This vibrant energy will be guided systematically to every corner of the new city.
In addition, many ordinary citizens from the Upper District who were struggling financially also voluntarily joined the construction effort.
Lin Hai had previously made his position clear:
In the future, the supply of goods to Belobog will be prioritized and primarily directed towards the residents of the new town.
This strategy is like cutting off the fuel supply at the root of the problem.
The current Belobog is heavily reliant on various supplies provided by Lin Hai for both production and daily life.
While some nobles could still acquire resources through savings or private channels, the vast majority of ordinary people had no other choice.
This strategy cleverly divided the potential resistance forces in the Upper District.
This reduced the stubborn resistance that Lin Hai would have to face directly to a very small extent, clearing the main obstacles for the smooth progress of the new plan.
Lin Hai looked down at the construction site, which was beginning to take shape, and his vision extended far beyond just a new city.
He knew that Belobog, as Preservation city, possessed unique strategic value.
His plan is to develop it into a regional aviation hub and interplanetary trade center.
Let this ice-covered planet, relying on its Preservation resources and new locational advantages, regain its vitality and integrate into a broader interstellar communication network.
At this moment, Lin Hai and Seele were strolling on a high ground south of Belobog, where a bustling construction scene unfolded before them.
The foundation is being compacted, and the road network is beginning to outline the city's framework.
This picture, painted with sweat, machinery, and hope, is slowly unfolding before them.
The chief architect of this blueprint was none other than the Herta.
The Herta noticed Lin Hai and Seele on the high ground, and then drove the Maybach smoothly to their side.
The car window rolled down, the Herta extended an invitation. "Get in."
Lin Hai and Seele got into the car.
The Herta turned to Lin Hai, his tone earnest, almost with a sigh:
"I rarely put so much effort into anything, but this is your matter, so I'm taking it especially seriously."
"Thank you very much!" Lin Hai said sincerely, "I know how important this is."
Upon hearing this, the Herta waved his hand gently. "There's no need for such formalities with me. If you really want to express your gratitude, why don't you... spend more time with me in the future?"
Lin Hai smiled and asked, "Is it enough for me to just stay with you?"
The Herta laughed too, "I can't exactly say, 'I want you to spoil me rotten!'"