QTIMP -Chapter 226 Character Persona – Fool (Part 22)

The next morning, when she woke up, the curtains were drawn tightly so Si Qiu couldn’t tell what time it was. She reached for her phone, and as soon as she turned it on, the lock screen showed a photo of her and Elias taken on the ship.

She unlocked it with her fingerprint and went straight into WeChat, tapping through all the unread red-dot messages one by one. Strangely, the very first message was from Elias.

When she opened it, it turned out to be a video—the exact same one she had watched yesterday.

Only this time, the person in the video was Elias.

The filming location was more upscale, the production quality even higher. His face was more refined and intoxicating than the original blogger’s, and his body was even more seductive and alluring.

Si Qiu unconsciously kept watching it… once, twice.

“How is it? Isn’t it much better than what you were watching before? Those men outside… this is what a real man looks like.”

“Time to improve your aesthetic standards.”

Si Qiu didn’t even notice when he had come in. She turned around, wrapped her arms around him, and kissed him.

“Darling, you’re so good-looking. A hundred times better than in the video.”

Feeling a little guilty, sweet words came out naturally.

Elias accepted the compliment without hesitation—but his smug expression froze at her next words.

“I still have a few more videos. Want to watch them? There’s one of a leg-sweep dance, it’s pretty good. And another one with hand-tying using a belt…”

Si Qiu held up her phone, intending to show him, but he snatched it away and tossed it aside. Then he tilted her chin up and kissed her.

While she was dazed and breathless, he whispered softly in her ear:

“If you’ve got so much energy and interest… then let’s continue.”

In the end, they didn’t go all the way. Elias was worried about her body and forcibly checked her condition. After confirming she was fine, he finally relaxed.

This time, when they went into the bathroom, Elias was prepared. He followed her in directly—and locked the door behind them.

“I’m taking a bath. Why are you following me in?”

“Of course I’m here to help my baby bathe. Hiss… baby, is this a bath or are you trying to peel your skin off?”

The sound of splashing water filled the room.

“Bathing is supposed to be hot. Isn’t this temperature perfect?”

“Perfect? Hiss… darling, maybe add some cold water. At this rate you’re going to get cooked in there.”

“Elias, are you picking a fight with me on purpose? If it’s too hot, you can get out. I didn’t ask you to come in with me.”

“I’ll stay, I’ll stay, alright? Hiss… hiss…”

“Baby, if we’re talking physical endurance or skin tolerance, I should be stronger than you. So how are you sitting in this hot water without even flinching?”

“Maybe because girls have lower body surface temperature and produce less heat energy? Elias, where are your hands going?”

“I’m washing you.”

“Is that really what you’re doing?” Si Qiu’s voice was full of helplessness.

“Of course it is. But your hands… do they have a mind of their own? Abs feel nice? Chest feels nice? You little pervert… that really fits your Chinese saying—only officials are allowed to set fires, not ordinary people to light lamps.”

Si Qiu rolled her eyes. There was nothing she could do—her hands clearly had their own intentions.

And Si Qiu ended up “being eaten up” again—but not without benefit.

In the end, she still got Elias to film a few videos. Karl, Theodore, and the others helped set up the scenes and filming arrangements, all of them busy and having a great time.

They found it honestly quite amusing—when had the “boss” ever been forced into acting like this before? But he had no choice but to go along with it. Otherwise, Miss Si Qiu might just end up paying attention to someone else.

When Elias went to work out, he insisted on dragging Si Qiu along with him.

Elias himself felt helpless too. He couldn’t not take her. These past few days, Si Qiu had been spending a lot of time with Freya. At first, he didn’t pay much attention to it.

But one day, after finishing his work, he went to the beach to look for the two women—only to discover Si Qiu wearing a light-blue swimsuit, learning to surf from Freya by the shore.

The surrounding bodyguards were all staring straight at them, completely transfixed.

He had originally thought they were just walking and chatting by the beach. Who would have guessed that Freya would actually “lure” his precious girl into wearing a swimsuit?

Judging from their ease, it clearly wasn’t the first time. His gaze swept across the security personnel one by one. After they all quickly turned away, he then fixed a cold, piercing look on Freya.

Although in the past, during beach vacations, he had seen countless women in swimsuits, Si Qiu was different. His treasure—how could he allow anyone else to look at her?

But he couldn’t object openly. If Si Qiu got angry and threw a tantrum, he would still have to coax her.

He had once thought it would be better for Si Qiu to have a female companion to play with. Now, however, he felt Freya could no longer stay by Si Qiu’s side.

Elias’s training intensity could rival that of special forces. He could even let Si Qiu hang onto him as added weight during workouts.

After exercising, his muscles were fully pumped, sweat beading over his skin like tiny crystals. The reddish swelling of his chest rose and fell with his breathing.

Si Qiu looked over with bright eyes. “Elias, do you need me to help you wipe the sweat?”

“That would trouble you, my dear.”

He tossed a towel into her hands, and Si Qiu walked over with it.

The warm, steamy towel pressed against his skin, wiping away the sweat. But his breathing only grew heavier. He turned slightly, until she had almost finished wiping him down.

Elias bent slightly to meet her gaze. “Baby, want to shower with me?”

Si Qiu immediately threw the towel at him and turned away. Only a fool would shower with him.

Elias let the towel land on his face without dodging. He pulled it down calmly and looked at her as she walked off, then gave Theodore a glance.

Theodore followed him to the bathroom door.

Elias glanced at Si Qiu—she was sitting in a lounge chair near the glass wall. He withdrew his gaze.

“Send Freya to handle the Somalia matter.”

“Ah—this… you know Freya caused some romantic entanglements over there last time.”

“Then let her go clean up her own mess. Don’t let her cause trouble here.”

Without waiting for further response, Elias walked straight into the bathroom. His tone alone made it clear—it wasn’t up for discussion.

Theodore didn’t understand what Freya had done to offend the boss, but he didn’t dare disobey the order, so he immediately went to inform her.

Si Qiu sat on the lounge chair for a long time before he finally came out of the shower.

“Why were you so slow?” she complained.

Elias glanced at her sideways. “It wasn’t just a shower.”

Then he lifted her up, making her straddle his waist.

Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, while he supported her under the thighs, pulling her closer into his embrace. Si Qiu instantly understood what he meant.