"Meow~"
"Meow~"
At night, Ye Shuang was scooping the cat litter on the balcony. Nearby, a round, chubby orange cat lay sprawled on the floor, looking like a perfectly round pancake.
"Yī Wàn, you're a grown-up cat now, you need to learn to scoop your own litter," Ye Shuang said, reaching out to rub Yī Wàn's big belly.
"Hah, you dare bite me?"
After playing with Yī Wàn for a while, Ye Shuang stood up, planning to go collect the laundry—Bai Yuyou was showering on the second floor. After all, it wasn't really possible to shower with her anymore; he had to refuse appropriately sometimes.
Passing by the bathroom, Ye Shuang could faintly hear the sound of the shower spray from inside.
After Aunt Xian left following dinner, Ye Shuang had actually considered asking her to stay the night, but she declined. Ye Shuang didn't press the matter. After dinner, he had Bai Yuyou go take her shower.
After all, when returning from a trip, the first thing to do upon getting home is either eat or bathe.
Just as Ye Shuang was about to head to the rooftop to collect the clothes, a muffled voice came from the bathroom, "Ye Shuang, are you outside?"
"Yeah, collecting the laundry," Ye Shuang said, adding, "Your clothes are in the hamper. I'll put them in the washing machine later."
A pitter-patter sound came from the bathroom, accompanied by billowing steam. The girl's face peeked out.
"Ye Shuang, shower together."
"No." Ye Shuang averted his gaze to avoid being stimulated by the sight of the "white tiger" and aggravating his wound.
"We won't tell Sister Chen Qin," Bai Yuyou whispered, even tugging at the hem of Ye Shuang's shirt.
"You've learned to be naughty, huh? Not allowed." Ye Shuang reached out and pinched the girl's damp cheek before turning and heading to the rooftop.
Bai Yuyou watched Ye Shuang's retreating figure for a good while before slowly closing the bathroom door.
Night deepened.
Ye Shuang finished up his tasks and went to take a shower with his clothes.
"Ahh, a hot shower feels so good." Ye Shuang savored the feeling of the shower spray hitting his back and couldn't help but stretch his arms.
Squeezing out some facial cleanser, he rubbed it into a lather and applied it to his face. Just then, he thought he heard a strange noise.
But he didn't pay it much mind, tilting his head back to rinse the foam off his face with the shower water.
Then he slicked his bangs back—the peak of his life's handsomeness.
"Phew!"
While rinsing his face, Ye Shuang reached out to feel for his towel. But the texture that met his hand the next second was soft and squishy, like jelly.
Huh?
Wiping the water from his face, he found himself holding a slime.
"..."
And its owner—
"Yuyou, why did you come in?!" Seeing Bai Yuyou standing before him, Ye Shuang instinctively recoiled and covered his wound.
Bai Yuyou was wearing a school swimsuit, her shapely legs additionally clad in white stockings. Holding a small stool, she simply sat down beside Ye Shuang and looked at him.
Ye Shuang: "..."
Bai Yuyou: "..."
"Yuyou, what are you doing?"
"Watching Ye Shuang shower," Bai Yuyou said expressionlessly.
"So why are you watching me shower?"
Bai Yuyou thought for a moment upon hearing this, then answered very seriously, "This way, it doesn't count as the two of us showering together."
Ye Shuang fell silent for a long moment, feeling something wasn't quite right about that logic.
And here he was, completely naked, being stared at by Bai Yuyou's beautiful eyes, giving him an inexplicable sense of shame.
"Ahem." Ye Shuang tried turning his back to her.
As a result, Bai Yuyou stared at his buttocks.
Ye Shuang: "..."
Covering the front but not the rear.
"Yuyou, could you go out first, please?"
"I won't disturb you," Bai Yuyou said, and even to prove her point, she maintained a well-behaved posture, placing both hands obediently on her thighs.
"You... I..." Ye Shuang reached out, finally deciding to put his previously worn underwear back on. Even though it was wet, it was better than exposing himself in front of a girl.
"Phew..."
With his underwear on, Ye Shuang finally relaxed a little. Looking at the cute human-shaped surveillance camera beside him, he felt somewhat helpless. "Um, Yuyou... being watched like this makes me feel... a bit shy."
"Why? We showered together before," Bai Yuyou asked.
"Well, how to explain it..." Ye Shuang wasn't sure how to explain this feeling either.
"It's just... not good to be stared at like this."
And besides, who sits on a little stool watching someone shower like this?!
"Oh."
Upon hearing this, Bai Yuyou alternated between looking at the floor and looking at Ye Shuang.
Ye Shuang rubbed his aching temples. "Um, Yuyou, do you want to come over and take a bath together?"
"You said it wasn't good."
"Those soap bubbles are splashing on you. Come over, just for today."
Bai Yuyou's beautiful eyes seemed to light up a little upon hearing this. She happily scrambled over to join him in the bath.
Left with no choice, Ye Shuang helped the girl wash up a bit more, albeit through her swimsuit.
...
Night deepened further.
Outside the window, the street resembled a tranquil river winding through the shadows of trees. The cool December wind rustled the leaves, as if reminiscing about the day's bustle.
Ye Shuang and Bai Yuyou were curled up on the bed in their room. As usual, they planned to watch a movie for a while.
Since returning from her school trip, Bai Yuyou had been sticking close to Ye Shuang, and tonight she seemed to want to sleep together again.
"Ding—"
Just then, Ye Shuang noticed a message notification pop up on Bai Yuyou's tablet.
Yuyue: Good evening, Yuyou. Can you show me some photos?
Yuyue: What's your cup size?
Seeing this message, Ye Shuang was stunned for a few seconds, then widened his eyes. "Who is this person? Why are they asking about cup size right off the bat?"
Where did this kid meet such an improper character?
Delete it!
Bai Yuyou, hearing this, explained, "Her name is Teacher Yuyue. I met her during the trip. She's Japanese."
As she spoke, Bai Yuyou also showed Ye Shuang a photo.
It was a group photo. A tall, beautiful woman with long hair had her arm around Bai Yuyou, giving a thumbs-up.
"A woman?" Ye Shuang calmed down slightly, but he didn't let his guard down completely.
What decent person asks about cup size for no reason?
"People like that, it's better to have less contact with them, okay?" Ye Shuang told Bai Yuyou, as he felt this Yuyue character wasn't reliable.
"She's a manga artist," Bai Yuyou explained.
Manga artist?
"Oh?" Ye Shuang looked somewhat surprised. Was Yuyou interested in manga?
"What's her name?"
"Teacher Yuyue."
Ye Shuang thought for a moment, then used a VPN to search for that name on foreign websites. Since she was Japanese, a quick search with related tags in Chinese brought up a profile picture.
"Two million followers?"
"Teacher Yuyue... Representative works... 'Lily's Training Diary', 'Childhood Friend of the Night'..."
Ye Shuang: "..."
What?
A doujinshi artist?
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
