Then I Am This Q

After traveling over a thousand kilometers and a whole day of journey, with a full stomach, Lin Yu lay comfortably in bed.

The exhaustion accumulated throughout the day now seeped out from his very bones, flooding his blood, cells, bones, and gradually everything within his body.

Lin Yu's body chose to surrender to this fatigue, lying sprawled on the bed in a starfish shape, not even wanting to move a toe.

Contrary to this weary body was Lin Yu's lively mind.

Lying in his girlfriend's house, his girlfriend—with a great figure and beautiful looks—was less than fifty meters away.

Two months of restraint hadn't been easy, and now with the "delicacy" right before him, Lin Yu couldn't even stop his brain from thinking about those things.

Presumably, many people encounter this situation late at night.

The body is worn out, drained, eyes barely able to stay open.

Yet the brain is incredibly clear, without a hint of sleepiness, even wanting to play games for a while longer or scroll through short videos of beautiful women.

Every time this happens, the brain and the body start fighting.

And you, as the referee, must decide based on the desires of both sides whether to let the body put down the phone and rest, forcing the brain into slumber, or to act like a slave driver, demanding the body to continue slaving away for the brain's entertainment.

This is exactly what Lin Yu faced now: his body utterly exhausted, his brain wildly active, the two beginning to struggle, and Lin Yu already sitting high on the referee's seat, ready to watch the fight.

Brain: I want to get frisky.

Body: Agreed.

Lin Yu: ???

Lin Yu snapped back to reality. He looked down at the blanket covering him, where an abnormal bulge clearly expressed his body's intention.

Damn.

Lin Yu was somewhat speechless.

You surrendered that easily?

You're a mole planted by the brain, right?

Straightening his neck, letting the back of his head sink back into the soft pillow, in the darkness, Lin Yu stared wide-eyed at the ceiling. After a moment's hesitation, he took out his phone.

Things having come to this, there was no point in holding out any longer!

Frisky plan, activate!

With a light tap on the screen, Lin Yu opened the chat box with Xia Muzhu and sent her a message.

Long Aotian: I miss you...

Xia Muzhu wasn't asleep; her reply came quickly.

Bamboo Kitty: (Video call invitation)

Lin Yu hung up without a second thought, his fingers flying across the on-screen keyboard.

Long Aotian: I don't want a video call. Now that we're finally so close, I want to hold you...

Bamboo Kitty: ...

In the silent wait, Lin Yu's heart pounded with anticipation and nervousness, unsure whether he would sleep alone with unquenched desire tonight or get to embrace the beauty and relieve the pressure built up over more than two months.

After what felt like an eternity—though only a few minutes—Xia Muzhu's message finally arrived.

Bamboo Kitty: Wait for me.

Seeing the reply, Lin Yu excitedly flopped on the bed like a fish a couple of times, a smile spreading uncontrollably across his face.

The night was as quiet as still water, especially a winter night, where not even a single annoying insect chirp could be heard.

In this utter silence, Lin Yu heard light footsteps outside the door.

Then, the door lock clicked down with a crisp sound, the door was slowly pushed open, and Xia Muzhu walked into the room, stepping into a pool of clear moonlight.

Under the silvery moonlight, her eyes shimmered slightly, like flawless sapphire gems, complementing her sea-blue pajamas beautifully.

Moonlight flowed over her milky-white skin. Combined with the shyness in her eyes and the blush gracing her cheeks, it made Lin Yu's blood surge with restlessness. He almost couldn't resist pouncing on her right then and there.

However, limited by his physical condition, Lin Yu chose to lie obediently in bed, putting on an innocent, harmless appearance, waiting for the little white rabbit...

No!

The big white rabbit...

Ugh!

Waiting for Xia Muzhu to walk right into his trap!

Xia Muzhu seemed a bit nervous. She glanced shyly at Lin Yu, lowering her head bashfully as she started to walk towards him, but then her steps halted, as if she had suddenly remembered something.

She turned around, closed the door, and only then approached Lin Yu again. Reaching the bedside, she smoothly got into bed, nestling obediently beside Lin Yu.

Wrapping one arm around Xia Muzhu's slender waist, feeling the silky texture of her pajamas and the softness of her waist beneath, Lin Yu's heart pounded with excitement.

Dark night, high winds, no one around, a strong man and a beautiful woman sharing a bed, a fragrant, soft jade in his arms—in such a situation, if you could do nothing, you are this (･ω･)b. (Thumbs up)

But Lin Yu was this (･ω･)q. (Thumbs down)

Though it was only human nature.

Gradually, Lin Yu's hands began to wander. Xia Muzhu hardly resisted; in fact, she could be said to be more encouraging. The breath escaping her lips was even hotter and more rapid than Lin Yu's, clearly showing her anticipation was no less than his.

After some time, the preparatory stage ended, and they were about to move to the next stage.

But at this moment, Xia Muzhu adamantly refused to continue.

Lin Yu knew what she was worried about and whispered softly by her ear:

"It's okay, we'll be careful. Xia Yueshan won't hear."

Xia Muzhu's head still shook like a rattle drum, as she murmured something softly.

Lin Yu didn't catch it, so he leaned closer and asked quietly:

"What?"

"I... I..."

Xia Muzhu hesitated with her words, struggling for a good while before uttering a sentence as faint as a mosquito's hum:

"I... I can't control myself..."

"..."

Lin Yu sniffed. This was a bit tricky.

Moving to the main event seemed unrealistic, but ending things like this would probably leave Lin Yu in a state of painful frustration.

If that's the case...

Lin Yu's gaze naturally fell upon the most prominent feature on Xia Muzhu's body, aside from her eyes...

...