Chapter 111: 107, Strong-mouthed King
My superpower needs to be controlled by spiritual power?
Shen Qinghan listened, understanding yet not fully comprehending.
“Come on, let’s keep kissing and see if you wet your pants again when your spiritual fluctuations are strong,” Lin Zichen said as he grabbed Shen Qinghan’s hand and pulled her into his arms.
Shen Qinghan let go of his hand and said, “Hold on, let me go wash up in the restroom. I’ll be right back.”
“There’s no point in washing now; you’ll just have to wash again later if you pee, which is more trouble.”
“But it feels uncomfortable being all wet right now.”
Although Shen Qinghan liked water and the feeling of being drenched, she hated wetting her pants.
Even if it was just peeing in a diaper without getting her pants wet, she didn’t like it.
It was a psychological dislike.
Lin Zichen still felt it was unnecessary and advised her, “Hold it for a while, it’ll be over soon. Wash up after we’re done kissing.”
“Then I’ll change into a new diaper.”
After saying that, Shen Qinghan walked to the drawer, stopped, and took out a fresh diaper.
Not sure if she’d forgotten or didn’t care, she changed her diaper right in front of Lin Zichen, without bothering to find privacy.
Lin Zichen didn’t look at her, quietly bowing his head to check his phone.
“I’m ready now.”
Shen Qinghan returned to Lin Zichen, sounding both shy and expectant.
She was still savoring that brief, wonderful first kiss, eagerly anticipating their next one.
Without a word, Lin Zichen pulled her to sit on his lap, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and kissed her lips.
The kiss was more intense and deeper than the first.
Taken aback by the suddenness, Shen Qinghan instantly tensed up, her cute toes clenched together, and her small feet bent slightly from the effort.
But soon, her body relaxed, her head felt dizzy, and she flushed red, collapsing into Lin Zichen’s embrace, feeling utterly weak and tender.
Lin Zichen did not let go, continuing to kiss her enticing, rosy lips.
It wasn’t until he felt a warm sensation on his lap that he reluctantly released her lips, his voice soft, “How does it feel this time?”
Shen Qinghan did not answer him; she just panted with her mouth slightly open, sweat beads rolling down her cheeks, her clothes already soaked through.
This time the kiss lasted too long, to the point where she felt like she might suffocate.
After catching her breath a bit and feeling less breathless, she looked at Lin Zichen with still somewhat hazy eyes and said:
“My heart was racing nonstop just now, and at one moment my spiritual fluctuations were very intense. Then I felt a warmth in my body and lost control, I just peed…”
Hearing Shen Qinghan’s response and feeling the slight dampness coming from her, Lin Zichen was almost certain his guess was correct.
Whenever Shen Qinghan had significant spiritual fluctuations, she would uncontrollably wet her pants and get so hot that she would sweat profusely, water everywhere.
All these signs indicated that Shen Qinghan’s mysterious water-related superpower was also connected to her spiritual power.
If all went as expected, this aquatic superpower was controlled by spiritual power.
“Come, let’s continue,” Lin Zichen urged as he gazed at Shen Qinghan’s tempting little cherry mouth, bending down to kiss her again.
Two tests weren’t enough; the sample size was too small.
For the sake of rigor, multiple trials were necessary.
Only then could they arrive at a more accurate answer.
“Mm~”
Shen Qinghan’s head was still spinning when Lin Zichen unexpectedly kissed her again, eliciting an involuntary moan from her.
After an indeterminate amount of time, when a familiar warm sensation spread over his leg, Lin Zichen released Shen Qinghan and asked, “How does it feel this time?”
“Just like before, I feel weak, my head dizzy,” Shen Qinghan said, panting slightly, “Then when you pushed your tongue in, the spiritual fluctuations were intense, and I peed.”
Lin Zichen said, “Three times the same result, we can almost be sure your superpower is activated by spiritual power.”
“The reason you can’t control it might be because your spiritual power is still weak.”
“When your spiritual power grows stronger and you can control your superpower, we’ll probably understand the full effects of your ability.”
“But three trials are still not enough; let’s do a few more.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zichen bent down to kiss Shen Qinghan again.
Just when he was about to kiss her, Shen Qinghan put her hand in front of his mouth and said weakly, “Wait, let’s kiss later. The diaper feels like it’s almost full, I need to change into a new one, or it will leak.”
“Changing them back and forth is such a hassle, and it’s also wasteful,” Lin Zichen suggested, “Why not just go without? I’ve been peed on by you hundreds of times since we were little; I’m used to it and don’t mind.”
These words hit Shen Qinghan’s sense of shame, dealing massive damage, causing her face to turn bright red, as if about to drip with water.
“No, I can’t not wear the diaper.”
For once, Shen Qinghan was adamant. She quickly got off Lin Zichen’s lap and walked to the drawer for a new diaper.
Times were different when she was a child; now, at eighteen, she couldn’t do like she did as a child, wetting the bed, her pants, or on Lin Zichen.
Opening the drawer, she took out a new diaper.
Shen Qinghan stood sideways to Lin Zichen as she changed her diaper, unbothered by whether he would see.
Just like before, Lin Zichen didn’t watch her, choosing instead to look at his phone.
“I’m done,” she announced.