"Meng... Mengli!"
Moments later, Shen Mengli, who had been waiting in the room, heard Su Yuxin's voice ringing outside before she even appeared.
Then, Su Yuxin hurriedly stumbled through the door, clutching a large bag of fresh bananas in her hand.
"Yuxin, you... did you really need to bring so many bananas?"
Shen Mengli stared in astonishment at the bananas in Su Yuxin's hand before finally taking the shopping bag and placing it on the table.
"I’m just worried I won’t do well, so I brought extras to give myself some room for mistakes."
Su Yuxin clearly had no idea what she was about to practice, acting purely on her own assumptions.
"Well... alright, since we have all the props ready, I suppose it’s time to tell you."
Shen Mengli pursed her rosy lips before speaking softly.
"Yuxin, what do you know about being together with someone?"
"Um... I’ve only heard bits and pieces, but I don’t really know the specifics..."
"Is that so? It seems you’re a complete blank slate, Yuxin. Aren’t you afraid that what happens today might... corrupt you?"
"Corrupt? This can’t be called corruption! It’s more like... like... enlightenment!"
"Pfft—"
Seeing Su Yuxin’s flushed face, Shen Mengli couldn’t hold back her laughter. The girl’s bell-like giggles filled the entire room.
"Alright, Mengli, stop laughing at me! I just want to be fully prepared for when I’m with Brother Ye Feng in the future. I know I’m the last one to have a taste of the cake, so I want to leave a good impression on him."
Watching Su Yuxin pout adorably, Shen Mengli wisely stopped teasing. She took Su Yuxin’s small hand in hers and said gently, "I understand what you’re thinking, Yuxin. Let’s begin our lesson now."
"Okay~ Thank you, Mengli!"
......
"Agh..."
When Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, Xie Yuyan was already standing right in front of him.
"Hehe, Ye Feng, how do you feel~?"
Xie Yuyan’s mischievous gaze swept over his face as she sniffed lightly.
"You!"
Ye Feng sighed and tapped Xie Yuyan’s forehead with his finger before leading her out of the dense woods by the stream.
"I told you to be mindful of the setting, but you just ignored everything I said."
Xie Yuyan showed no remorse, instead pressing herself against Ye Feng’s shoulder and murmuring coyly,
"But... Ye Feng, didn’t you enjoy it too?"
"That’s only because you insisted!"
"But you still enjoyed it, didn’t you?"
"I—"
"Enjoyed it."
"Let’s go back."
"Okay~"
......
A strange determination flashed in Su Yuxin’s eyes as she steeled herself and continued her specialized training, eyes tightly shut. Beside her, Shen Mengli stared thoughtfully at the trash bag filled to the brim with banana peels.
Just as Su Yuxin was feeling excited about her progress, Li Mucheng’s voice suddenly called from outside the door.
"Meng... Mengli? Yuxin? Are you there?"
"No! Mmph!"
Su Yuxin was about to respond, but she instantly realized her current situation—if Li Mucheng saw her in such an embarrassing state, she’d die of shame! She quickly shook her head at Shen Mengli in panic.
Understanding her meaning, Shen Mengli was about to speak when Li Mucheng’s anxious voice came through again.
"Yuxin, are you okay? Why can’t you talk? Don’t worry, I’m coming in!"
"Mmmph!" (No!)
Click
Since Shen Mengli hadn’t locked the door, the handle turned easily, and the door slowly swung open.
"......"
By the time the scene before her registered in Li Mucheng’s mind, Su Yuxin had no time to hide what she was doing.
"Good afternoon, Mucheng."
Shen Mengli greeted her nonchalantly, though her subtle glance betrayed Li Mucheng’s clear shock.
"Af... afternoon. Mengli, what are you two...?"
"Yuxin just asked me to—"
"Hi, Mucheng!"
Su Yuxin hastily cut Shen Mengli off.
"Yuxin, what are you...?"
"I was just really hungry! So I brought some bananas to eat. We were just chatting to pass the time."
Su Yuxin blinked rapidly, clearly signaling something to Shen Mengli.
"Ah... right, Yuxin and I were just talking."
"But you shouldn’t eat so many bananas! And Yuxin, I thought your favorite was strawberries?"
"I got tired of them, so I wanted to try something different."
With that, Su Yuxin forced down another banana despite her already-full stomach.
"Mmm~ So good!"
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