After the Soul Swap Between Love Rival AO - Chapter 32

Du Zhiruo’s words echoed in her ears:

“She seemed very bothered and even asked me why I thought I could get you to agree.”

Did you arrange this on purpose?

The question lingered on the tip of her tongue, but Cheng Luanxin couldn’t bring herself to ask it.

After all, the free pass clearly stated the validity period was from September 1st to September 7th—nothing to fault.

Cheng Luanxin stammered, “No problem. So we can’t go back today, right? I should let Zhiruo know.”

Seeing that Song Qiuchi didn’t object, she quickly typed out a message to Du Zhiruo explaining the situation.

The chat box showed “typing” on and off for a long time before Du Zhiruo finally replied with just one word: “Okay.”

Cheng Luanxin sighed inwardly. Du Zhiruo was definitely upset. After all, she had even mentioned having a surprise planned.

Live Comments:

“What’s going on here? Why does the atmosphere feel so weird?”

“Girls, Luanbao inviting Qiuchi for a two-day, one-night hot spring trip is essentially cutting off any chance of Qiuchi and Zhiruo’s date tomorrow. Luanbao’s move is so calculated!”

“Oh… I get it now. No wonder Qiuchi said to inform Zhiruo. So Qiuchi was supposed to have a date with Zhiruo tomorrow~”

“Nice, Luanbao’s play is on point.”

“But does Chishan Hot Springs really have free passes? I’ve never heard of them.”

Did Chishan Hot Springs really have free passes? Of course not—even discount coupons were limited to seasonal offers.

However, the legal representative of Chishan Hot Springs was Song Qiuchi’s aunt. Getting an exclusive, custom-made free experience pass wasn’t difficult at all.

Last night, right after Du Zhiruo left, Song Qiuchi had contacted the family butler to arrange this matter and ensure the pass was delivered promptly.

Song Qiuchi couldn’t quite explain why she was doing something so childish, but she simply couldn’t stand Du Zhiruo’s hypocritical demeanor and didn’t want Cheng Luanxin going on a date with her.

Soon, the two arrived at Chishan Hot Springs Hotel. The hotel was elegant and inviting, with a simple yet refined style, featuring courtyard-style suites. With the warm reception from the staff, they quickly completed the check-in process.

Their accommodation was a bamboo riverside suite. Stepping into the bamboo house, they were greeted by the pleasant fragrance of fresh grass. The elevated bamboo room had a private hot spring, steam rising from the water’s surface, mingling with flower petals floating on it. Drawing back the screen revealed a serene riverside view nestled among the mountains, with streams of water trickling from bamboo pipes into a small creek that flowed deep into the forest.

Cheng Luanxin was quickly captivated by the scenery here, completely forgetting about Du Zhiruo in an instant.

She scooped up a handful of the warm spring water, sniffing it carefully, and exclaimed, “Such a great place, and we can come here for free? That’s amazing! Is there a time limit for the indoor hot spring? Can we soak as long as we want?”

Song Qiuchi glanced at her. “You can soak as long as you want—provided you have a swimsuit.”

Cheng Luanxin froze for a moment before realizing that soaking in a hot spring required swimwear, her face flushing slightly.

She wasn’t particularly conservative—in fact, she was quite confident in her figure and often wore tank tops and shorts in the summer.

The problem was, this wasn’t her body!

Ever since the soul swap, she hadn’t dared to look directly at this body. She dressed with her eyes closed and showered the same way. Just catching a glimpse of Song Qiuchi’s fair skin was enough to make her blush furiously.

And now they were supposed to soak in the hot spring together? That was a bit too much.

“Then… do they sell swimsuits here?”

“The lobby probably has some. Let’s go check.”

Live Chat:

I think Qiuchi is blushing

Are they really going to share a private indoor hot spring? That tiny pool can’t fit two people, right?

Close contact! Hug each other! Hug each other!

Negative distance contact is also acceptable!!!

If this keeps up, will the livestream get banned?

Sure enough, the lobby had a dedicated swimwear shop with a variety of styles.

Cheng Luanxin browsed left and right before settling on a modest dark green swimsuit with a cover-up and mesh detailing. Turning around, she saw Song Qiuchi holding a starkly simple black swimsuit, checking the size.

“You… you’re buying that one?”

Song Qiuchi glanced at her. “I don’t like overly complicated designs.”

Cheng Luanxin picked up the scant fabric in Song Qiuchi’s hands. “Don’t you think this is… way too revealing?”

Song Qiuchi examined it. “Not really. I don’t like too much fabric clinging to me in the water—it’s uncomfortable.”

Cheng Luanxin tried to persuade her. “But we’re livestreaming! Isn’t this outfit a bit inappropriate?”

“Is it?” Song Qiuchi frowned. “What’s inappropriate about it?”

Cheng Luanxin had no idea how to communicate with her. Gritting her teeth, she leaned in and whispered into Song Qiuchi’s ear, “Everything’s inappropriate! Song Qiuchi, don’t tell me you’ve been secretly admiring my body all this time?”

Song Qiuchi stiffened, her face visibly reddening. “Don’t make me sound like some pervert.”

Cheng Luanxin huffed. “Then wear something more modest to prove you’re a decent person!”

Song Qiuchi opened her mouth to retort but, seeing Cheng Luanxin with her hands on her hips looking fierce, sighed in exasperation. “Fine, I’ll get the same one as you. Happy?”

Live Chat:

I strongly protest!!! No whispering allowed!!!

Luanbao is blushing!! What did Qiuchi say to make her give in so easily??

Actually, matching swimsuits are kinda cute lol

The two returned to the bamboo house, instructing the cameraman to wait outside while they changed into their swimsuits.

Cheng Luanxin muttered under her breath, “It might be a bit late to ask now, but how have you been bathing these days?”

Song Qiuchi replied coldly, “I take baths. Once the bath bomb dissolves, I can’t see anything, so you don’t need to worry.”

Cheng Luanxin: “Then do you still have to touch me?”

Song Qiuchi: “…How else would I wash you? Don’t you touch me?”

Cheng Luanxin whispered, “I touch you with solemnity, my mind free of impure thoughts.”

Song Qiuchi retorted irritably, “And I touch you without frivolity, my heart clear and desires restrained.”

For convenience in the water, both had tied up their long hair and wore matching dark green swimsuits, draped with white cover-ups. At a glance, they looked like twins as they returned in front of the camera.

Cheng Luanxin twirled in front of the camera: “So, how do I look? Not bad, right?”

Comments flooded in:

My wife is absolutely stunning!!!

Both Qiuchi and Luanxin have such amazing figures!!!

Sob sob, I just love seeing beautiful women together

Cheng Luanxin eagerly asked, “So, can we get in the water now?”

Song Qiuchi thought it was rather silly to soak in the hot springs indoors during the day instead of going out, but since Cheng Luanxin liked it, she walked to the window and drew the screens and curtains.

The room’s lighting instantly turned ambiguous.

Turning back, she saw Cheng Luanxin carefully stepping into the hot spring water via the stone steps. Delighted, Cheng Luanxin turned and called out, “Come over here! It’s really a carbonated spring—there are tiny bubbles!”

Song Qiuchi stood beside her, hesitating for a moment. “This pool is too small. You go ahead. I’ll join you later.”

Cheng Luanxin’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “Won’t you be bored, though?”

Song Qiuchi: “It’s fine. I won’t be that bored.”

Cheng Luanxin: “I bet you’d rather do something more fulfilling!”

Song Qiuchi: “…Not really.”

Cheng Luanxin reached out from the water to grab Song Qiuchi’s leg. “Just play with me, won’t you? We’re finally here—what’s the harm in letting me have some fun?”

Resigned, Song Qiuchi crouched down. “What do you want?”

Cheng Luanxin grinned. “Can you light a scented candle for me? What’s a hot spring soak without aromatherapy?”

Song Qiuchi paused, then decided the request was reasonable. She turned to the table, picked up a scented candle, lit it, and covered it with a lampshade.

“Happy now?”

“Hehehe, very happy. Come here, come here.”

Song Qiuchi warily approached Cheng Luanxin. “What do you want me to do now?”

Cheng Luanxin raised a ladle high. “Pour water over my shoulders, and give me a massage while you’re at it. Let me enjoy some five-star service!”

Song Qiuchi stood up. “I’ll call an attendant for you.”

Cheng Luanxin suddenly lunged out of the water and clung to Song Qiuchi’s leg. “Nooo, that’s too formal! Just play with me!”

Song Qiuchi tried to pull her leg free. “Play by yourself.”

Cheng Luanxin tightened her grip. “Don’t go—”

The floor was slick with water splashed by Cheng Luanxin, and combined with her surprising strength, Song Qiuchi suddenly lost her footing and tumbled toward the pool.

The cameraman hadn’t expected the sudden turn of events either. “Watch out—”

Panicked, Cheng Luanxin instinctively spread her arms to catch Song Qiuchi, fearing a bad fall.

“SPLASH—”

Both of them plunged into the water, sending up a cascade of droplets.

The photographer stepped forward with his camera: “Are you both okay?”

Cheng Luanxin suddenly emerged from the water, shaking her dripping hair, and helped Song Qiuchi up: “Cough, cough—yeah, we’re fine. Luanxin, are you alright?!”

After the commotion, Song Qiuchi’s hair had completely come loose. She irritably pushed back the strands from her forehead. “Yeah, didn’t die from the fall.”

Cheng Luanxin knew she had really messed up this time and quickly asked, “Are you hurt anywhere? Did you twist your ankle? Strain your back? Hit your head? Does anything hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?”

Song Qiuchi moved her limbs, testing them. “I’m not injured.”

Cheng Luanxin let out a relieved sigh and slumped back into the water. “Thank goodness you’re okay. You scared me to death…”

Seeing Song Qiuchi’s icy expression, Cheng Luanxin realized the matter wasn’t over yet. She cautiously asked, “Cheng Luanxin, are you mad at me?”

Song Qiuchi shot her a sidelong glance while tying up her hair but didn’t respond.

Cheng Luanxin: “Cheng Luanxin, I know I was wrong this time. It was my fault for being so reckless—I almost got you hurt. Don’t be angry, okay? I’ll listen to whatever you say from now on!”

Song Qiuchi paused. “You’ll listen to everything I say?”

Cheng Luanxin nodded eagerly. “Mhm, mhm!”

Song Qiuchi tilted her chin up. “Get out.”

“Huh?” Cheng Luanxin didn’t dare disobey and quickly stepped onto the stone ledge. “I’m out. What are your orders?”

Song Qiuchi leaned against the rock wall where Cheng Luanxin had just been, looking exasperated. “Five-star service. Begin.”