Though paralyzed, still radiantly charming!

Chapter 31: Huh? Beautiful lady, who are you?!

Chapter 31: Huh? Beautiful lady, who are you?!

Chapter 31: Huh? Beautiful lady, who are you?!

Ethan was freaking out after seeing Henry’s photo, feeling a strong sense of crisis. He knew he had to start gathering more intel immediately.

Right now, his only reliable sources were the school’s beauty queen, Emily, and Blair.

Emily was always hard to read, so he trusted Blair more.

After he finished speaking, he noticed Blair standing still, not moving an inch.

“Blair?” Ethan asked, puzzled.

“Mm.” Blair’s eyes, cool as stars, briefly scanned Ethan’s 9-inch “Pecker,” showing a moment of struggle before she finally nodded. She turned, closed the hospital room door, locked it from the inside, and drew the curtains.

“Reliable.” Ethan watched Blair’s actions and felt reassured. Planning to steal Auntie’s boyfriend was a matter that indeed required caution.

Blair was unexpectedly cautious.

He watched as Blair walked over to a makeshift desk and pulled out a shopping bag from the deepest part of the drawer.

The shopping bag was rolled up into a ball.

Ethan remembered that Blair had brought this plastic bag back the day before yesterday, along with some black tea he hadn’t had in a long time.

Blair opened the shopping bag and pulled out a towel. Then she spread the towel out, revealing a clear plastic bottle and several plastic gloves hidden inside.

“Blair. What are you doing?” Ethan’s mouth twitched as he watched her slip on a plastic glove on her right hand.

Blair didn’t respond. She put on another glove, picked up the clear plastic bottle, unscrewed the cap, and dripped some lubricant onto her gloved right hand.

She picked up the towel, sat down next to Ethan’s hospital bed, and looked at his pants, signaling him to take them off himself.

“…” Ethan hesitated. By now, how could he not realize Blair had misunderstood?

He hadn’t been thinking about anything weird at all. His “Pecker” was still standing proud, purely because of the effect of Emily’s black stockings, which made him “Hard as a rock.” It would take 30 minutes to wear off.

From the looks of Blair’s props, she had been prepared since the day before yesterday.

Would it embarrass her if he said, “You’ve got the wrong idea” now?

After a moment of internal struggle, Ethan silently pulled down the blanket.

Blair’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed. “Wow, that’s big!” She had encountered it once before, but it was dimly lit then. This time, she was truly shocked.

She examined it seriously with her starry eyes, then reached out her hand.

“…” Ethan turned his face away, not knowing what to say.

Blair’s fingers were long, and her face was cool and handsome. Forget about technique,it was all very primitive.

Ethan lay on the bed and turned his head away.

The atmosphere in the hospital room was indescribably weird, filled only with silence and awkwardness.

Only the sound of their even breathing filled the air.

“How’s school been lately?” Ethan decided to say something to ease the awkwardness.

“It’s okay, same old,” Blair replied flatly. She had women at school wanting to befriend her, but she didn’t have many real friends—at least Ethan had never seen her bring any friends home.

Five minutes later…

“Um.” Ethan straightened his head. “Maybe we should just call it a day?”

The situation was very delicate.

Blair had no experience,it was unlikely anything would come of this.

Blair was silent for a long time, her brows furrowed deeply as she stared at Ethan. “Do we have to use stockings?”

“You.” Ethan almost sat up in bed. “This has nothing to do with stockings.”

“Is it M?” Blair’s brows furrowed even more.

“Enough, let’s not talk about it anymore.” Ethan covered his face. “Let’s just stop here,I just want to die.”

He regretted not clarifying the misunderstanding from the start, but somehow, they had ended up here.

Blair nodded, removing the plastic gloves from her hands, then suddenly asked, “Do you like feet?”

Ethan, holding his face, pleaded, “Please, I don’t want to talk about this right now.”

“Oh.” Blair picked up the towel, wiped him clean, helped him back into his pants, and then went to the bathroom to wash her hands. They didn’t continue the conversation.

She returned to the desk and started flipping through textbooks.

Time passed until late into the night.

After washing up, Blair came out of the bathroom wearing a plain gray nightgown, her tall figure giving it a fashion model vibe.

“Blair, Emily gave me the info on Auntie’s boyfriend,” Ethan said, checking the time. “I think Henry doesn’t seem like a good guy, I want to investigate him.”

“Mm, okay.” Blair sat down by the bed, casually agreeing.

Suddenly, she looked up, her pupils dilating.

Ethan noticed the change in her expression, realizing she probably just grasped the earlier misunderstanding. Pretending to be oblivious, he continued, “According to Emily, he has an excellent reputation at his company, which is strange. I want to follow him.”

Blair regained her composure, lay down on the bed, turning her back to him. “Okay.”

That night, they spent it in a strange atmosphere.

The next day, they tacitly avoided mentioning anything that had happened.

During the day, Ethan did his rehabilitation exercises in the room.

Nurse Ella passed by occasionally, offering him some help.

Ethan could now get out of bed and walk, but he would quickly become breathless and need to rest after a few steps.

His plan to follow Henry had to be put on hold.

Instead, Blair wore a camera, live-streaming for him.

Ethan, wearing headphones, watched the phone screen as Blair exited the subway station.

“Blair, are you sure Auntie is meeting that guy today?” Ethan asked, picking up the headphones.

“Mm, she’s been coming home late every week at this time,” Blair’s magnetic voice came through the headphones. “She’s all secretive about it, and she won’t give me a straight answer when I ask.”

As they spoke, Auntie also appeared from the subway station.

Still in her uniform, it accentuated her curvaceous S-shaped figure, her black stockings and ordinary high heels making her look mature and sexy.

“This is what I call a uniform.” Ethan watched Auntie in the camera, comparing her to Emily, who seemed too green despite being the school beauty with her long golden hair and pleasant demeanor. But the allure of a mature woman’s body was something Emily couldn’t emulate. He spoke into the headphones, “Just follow her for now.”

“Mm.” Blair, dressed in a black hoodie, pulled up her hood and followed behind Scarlett.

Her tall figure was too recognizable, making it easy for her to be spotted on the street, so she dared not get too close and followed Scarlett from a distance.

They both boarded the subway.

Ethan watched Auntie in the camera, still stunningly beautiful, feeling very conflicted.

She came home late every week on these days.

This indicated that their relationship was very stable.

“Ah.” Ethan sighed softly.

Blair followed Scarlett out of the subway station.

Suddenly, Scarlett flashed a radiant smile and waved towards someone.

Ethan’s heart clenched, waiting for the handsome man to appear.

Soon, a figure appeared in the camera—a tall, beautiful, confident, mature woman with long, wavy blonde hair came up to Scarlett.

“Huh? Beautiful lady, who are you?!”