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

Chapter 37 Muddy Field Games: Honey, Don't Hug Me!

The air near the mud pit was filled with a strong, earthy smell.

The villager had just turned over the soil; it was a dark, muddy mess, with strange bubbles rising to the surface every now and then. For someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder, just looking at it would require immense courage, let alone jumping in and rolling around in it.

Yan Min, holding a whistle, stood on the edge of the field, grinning like a weasel that had just stolen a chicken.

"Everyone knows the rules, right? The male guest carries the female guest on his back, runs from one end to the other, gets the red flag, and then returns. The female guest's feet cannot touch the mud at any point; if they do, she will have ten seconds added to her time!"

"Ready? Ready—"

"etc!"

Su Qingge stared at the swamp-like mud pit, her face deathly pale, her knuckles turning white as she gripped Lin Zhou's clothes. Her feet, which usually walked with ease in sky-high heels, now felt like they were filled with lead, and she couldn't take that one step.

"Are we really going to go down? Can...can I run on the shore?"

Her voice was trembling, and she looked so pitiful. Where was the domineering aura she had shown when she confronted Young Master Zhao? She looked like a frightened little rabbit.

"What are you thinking? This is a 'mud pit' sports meet, not a 'track and field' sports meet."

Lin Zhou sighed helplessly, and without caring that he was still live streaming, he turned around and half-squatted in front of her, his broad back like a thick wall.

He patted his own shoulder with his other hand, his tone carrying an undeniable urgency:

"Come on up, Queen Su. Stop looking, the mud won't get any cleaner. If you dawdle any longer, we'll be stuck in the corner eating steamed buns tonight."

Su Qingge gritted her teeth and looked at the other families who were already ready to go.

Although Lu Ming looked disgusted, he had already carried his internet celebrity girlfriend on his back; Chen Kai went even further, hoisting his wife onto his shoulders and shouting loudly.

Fight!

For a seafood feast, and to avoid embarrassment!

Su Qingge closed her eyes, steeled her resolve, placed her hands on Lin Zhou's shoulders, and carefully leaned over him.

"rise!"

Lin Zhou gave a low shout, supported her knees with both hands, and stood up steadily.

It feels incredibly soft and light to the touch.

Although Su Qingge looked tall, she was actually as light as a feather. Today she was wearing light blue denim shorts, and her two long, fair legs were pressed against Lin Zhou's waist without any obstruction, and her warm body temperature instantly flowed through the fabric.

Lin Zhou's heart skipped a beat, and his hand unconsciously tightened.

"Don't touch me!"

Su Qingge noticed his subtle movements and, feeling embarrassed and annoyed, whispered a scolding in his ear, her body stiff as a board.

"Hold on tight, or you'll fall and turn into a mud monkey, I won't be responsible!"

Lin Zhou chuckled mischievously, and before Su Qingge could react, a whistle suddenly blared.

"beep--!"

"Charge!"

Wang Lei, standing beside her, was like a heavy tank, carrying his wife as he rumbled into the mud, stirring up a black wave of mud.

In that instant, mud splattered everywhere, it was practically an indiscriminate biological attack.

"Ah! Mud! There's mud!"

Su Qingge was terrified when she saw the black mud flying towards her.

Her previously aloof image crumbled instantly. Instinctively, she wanted to dodge, but with him on her back, there was nowhere to escape. In desperation, she made a move that caught Lin Zhou completely off guard.

Instead of lying on his back as usual, she tried to avoid the mud splattering in front of her, and like a startled octopus, she frantically burrowed into Lin Zhou's arms, using both hands and feet.

She wrapped her arms tightly around Lin Zhou's neck, her cheek pressed against the crook of his neck, as if she wanted to shrink herself into his body.

"Ugh... Honey, be gentle! You're strangling me!"

Lin Zhou was so choked that his eyes rolled back, and he stumbled, almost falling headfirst into the mud.

But that's not the worst part.

The worst part was that Su Qingge was twisting her body violently out of fear.

The soft curves rubbed against his back, and warm breath sprayed on his neck, carrying a faint fragrance that wildly teased his senses.

Especially her long legs, which wrapped tightly around his waist to maintain her balance, tightening their grip more and more.

This is hardly a competition.

This is clearly sweet torture!

"Stop drilling! You're going to tear your clothes if you keep drilling!"

Lin Zhou took a deep breath, suppressing the romantic feelings in his heart, and shouted, "Just bury your face in my back, don't lean forward! That's my face!"

"I don't care! It's so dirty! So much mud!"

Su Qingge's muffled voice came from behind his neck, with obvious sobs, her hands gripping his T-shirt collar, refusing to let go no matter what.

The viewers in the live stream were stunned, then erupted in a howl of wolves:

"Holy crap! What kind of position is that? What kind of indecent language is that?"

"Don't burrow into my arms? Where should I burrow? Lin-ge, tell me more!"

"Su's survival instinct is truly something else; she's practically hanging herself on Lin Zhou like an accessory?"

"Is this the legendary 'human-shaped pendant'? I want to be strangled like that by a goddess, even if it means suffocating!"

"Lin Zhou's expression... I can't tell if he's in pain or enjoying it, it's just too damn Versailles!"

At this moment, the situation on the field was chaotic.

Lu Ming had only taken two steps when his shoes got stuck in the mud. He lost his balance and fell flat on his face, along with his girlfriend on his back.

"Thump!"

The two men instantly turned into mud figures, drawing laughter from the shore.

Although Wang Lei was strong, he was too slow to pull himself out of the mud, like a clumsy bulldozer. Chen Kai fared even worse; he ran out of energy halfway through and stood there panting heavily.

Only Lin Zhou.

Through systematic enhancement, this muddy swamp, which would be impossible for an ordinary person to traverse, became as smooth as flat ground for him.

He adjusted his posture, feeling the soft, warm body on his back, and felt an endless surge of power within him.

"Hold on tight! I'll take you flying!"

Lin Zhou let out a low roar, and his thigh muscles suddenly exerted force.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

With each step, he stirred up a spray of mud, but with that, he propelled himself two or three meters forward. He moved through the mud with incredible speed, instantly overtaking Wang Lei and leaving him far behind.

The wind howled.

Su Qingge felt the scenery around her rushing past, and the mud that was originally flying everywhere seemed to be blocked in front of her by Lin Zhou.

She cautiously opened one eye and saw only the man's broad shoulders and the sweat sliding down his cheek.

Although this man is usually sarcastic and irresponsible, at times like this, he is like a mobile fortress, shielding her from all the filth and disarray.

A strange sense of security arose spontaneously.

"Lin Zhou, keep it up! Surpass them!"

Su Qingge was no longer afraid. She leaned close to his ear and shouted loudly, even pointing excitedly ahead, "Go for it! For the seafood feast!"

"Alright! Just you wait and see!"

Lin Zhou laughed loudly, and his speed increased again.

With the red flag just twenty meters ahead, victory seemed within reach.

however.

Just then, Lin Zhou's pupils suddenly contracted.

Less than five meters from the red flag, the color of the originally smooth mud surface was a little off, slightly darker.

That was a deep pitfall set up by the production team!

And judging by its width, you would definitely get stuck if you ran across it normally!

"Lin Zhou! Watch out ahead! There's a pothole!"

Su Qingge also noticed something was wrong, exclaimed in surprise, and subconsciously tried to make him slow down.

"It's too late!"

Lin Zhou not only did not slow down, but accelerated again, like a cheetah charging forward with unstoppable momentum.

"Hold on tight! Don't let go!"

He roared and, when he was still a meter away from the pit, he slammed his right foot into the mud. Using the recoil, he suddenly leaped into the air!

"What are you going to do?!"

Su Qingge was so frightened that she closed her eyes and clung tightly to his neck.

"Fly over there!"