A swift rustling sound came from above as Isidore moved across the car roof to the driver's side. Suddenly, his strikingly handsome face, appeared upside down before Eloise, magnified and grinning at her with a flash of white teeth. "Go over there!" he said with a smile.
Eloise widened her eyes in surprise, her pupils filled with excitement. She didn't expect this man to have such skills—he was incredibly cool! She felt like she was in a police or spy movie!
Isidore urged, "Hurry up, they're going to catch up!"
Ahead, there was a mountain wall. If they didn't turn in time, they'd crash into it—at best, they'd suffer broken bones; at worst, the car would be destroyed and they'd lose their lives. Giving up control of the car at this point would be madness…
Eloise hesitated for less than a second before loosening her grip on the steering wheel. She tumbled and crawled to the side, freeing the driver's seat.
The car swerved violently twice, and Isidore took the chance to leap through the window, his movements quick and graceful. When he settled into the seat, the mountain wall was less than two meters ahead. It was like a giant stone slab about to crush them both into dust.
Eloise screamed, covering her face. Isidore, however, remained calm, even smiling as he pulled the handbrake and swiftly turned the wheel. The car narrowly missed the mountain wall at the last second, swerving at an astonishing angle.
This was what it meant to escape death! This was what it meant to find hope in desperate situations! Witnessing such a thrilling stunt firsthand, Eloise's adrenaline surged to its limits. She cheered loudly, clapping her hands, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Bro, you're amazing!" she exclaimed, arching her back as she tapped on the LCD control panel in front of her.
Isidore looked at her as if she were a child, thinking that such tricks were merely for entertaining kids. Seeing her happy, he smiled slightly. "What are you doing?" "Allow me to underscore this moment with music!" Eloise pulled out a pair of sunglasses and put them on, looking as cool as a female assassin.
The heavy metal rock blared through the quiet mountain path.
Isidore took the wheel, quickly shaking off the relentless pursuers. The car didn't slow down, and when the tires, smoking white, screeched to a stop in front of the hot spring resort, Eloise was still lost in her illusion of being a rock musician, head banging and singing along.
"We're here!" Isidore hooked an arm around her neck and pulled her down. Although this hot spring resort was not within the roadblock zone, it was still relatively empty due to the road closures, making it much quieter than usual.
Eloise's arrival shattered the tranquility. She clung to Isidore's arm, laughing nervously and nonstop, feeling thoroughly refreshed. She walked up to the front desk, slapped the counter boldly, and said, "Give me an outdoor hot spring with a private back courtyard and a mountain view... the most upscale room you have!"
The front desk staff glanced at her, then at Isidore beside her, cautiously asking, "Miss, are you sure you're sober right now?" She almost thought this girl had been drugged by the handsome man next to her.
Isidore chuckled softly. Eloise shot him a glare, "What kind of look is that! Look at his face, if anyone's going to do the seducing, it's me seducing him!" Upon hearing this, Isidore raised an eyebrow behind her, his expression full of meaning.
Alright, just don't talk big without acting on it!
They came on short notice and didn't bring swimsuits, so Eloise dragged Isidore to the resort's supermarket to buy some. "How about this one?" she asked, emerging from the dressing room in a two-piece ensemble adorned with ruffled edges in the color of a green apple, her steps light and joyful. The vibrant yet gentle hue of the fabric made her skin appear luminously pale, while the soft, rounded contours of her chest bounced gently with each lively movement, reminiscent of plush, playful bunnies.
Isidore squinted, whistling at her. Eloise blushed, holding back a laugh, and puffed her cheeks, "Pervert!" When it was Isidore's turn to choose, he didn't care about the style or the patterns. He glanced at the two or three swimsuits the staff showed him, then said, unsatisfied, "Too small."
Eloise was speechless: "Bro, how much more are you going to act up?" It wasn't until Isidore appeared at the hot spring pool's edge, his two tanned, muscular legs on display with a bulging package in the middle, that some dormant memories stirred in her mind—almost forgot, this guy is quite the catch.
They submerged their bodies in the steaming hot spring, leaning against the stone, surrounded by a distant, misty mountain view—truly one of life's greatest pleasures.
As they soaked, Eloise noticed that the man next to her was stretching his arm wider and wider, slowly leaning toward her as if trying to put his arm around her shoulder. She squinted her eyes and, seizing the opportunity, scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on his face.
Water droplets fell from the wet strands of Isidore's forehead. Eloise burst out laughing, making a smug face. Isidore grinned and said approvingly, "Not bad, you've got guts."
He grabbed Eloise's arm and pulled her toward him, ignoring her small struggles, before pinning her against a large stone. Their stomachs pressed together, and their chests were touching.
Eloise almost bumped her nose into his collarbone. The heat from his chest muscles spread up to her face, and she unconsciously swallowed, her breath growing shallow. Eloise almost bumped her nose into his collarbone. The heat from his chest muscles spread up to her face, and she unconsciously swallowed, her breath growing shallow.
Isidore stared at her for a while, then tapped her on the head. "I said, can you be a bit more righteous?" Eloise was stunned for a moment, thinking that she hadn't shown him any of her evil side yet. Annoyed, she asked, "What's wrong with being righteous?"
Isidore cast her a sidelong glance. "When we passed the public bath, did you happen to stare at that guy?" Their room was situated upstream from the hot springs, and on their way, they had encountered a young man with an exceptionally good physique, clad in nothing but a pair of swimming trunks. Eloise couldn't help but steal a few extra glances.
She didn't expect him to have noticed. Eloise felt both embarrassed and annoyed. "So what if I looked? Are you jealous?" She was just making a sarcastic remark, but unexpectedly, Isidore pressed down on her even more seriously and asked, "Can't I?"
