The Extremely Confident Little Angel Shuning

Fortunately, Gu Luo didn’t run into any of the other sisters during the short walk from the bathroom to the bedroom.

Otherwise, it would’ve been hard to explain.

Earlier, he had acted purely out of concern, rushing in without thinking too much.

What surprised him was that the little devil Shu He had actually apologized obediently this time, behaving properly throughout without any of her usual strange antics.

How unusual.

Gu Luo couldn’t help but recall what had been circulating in the fan group at school—Luo Shuhe declaring in front of the whole class, "Big brother likes me too."

How had the little devil’s usual cold and mysterious persona suddenly crumbled like this?

It must’ve had something to do with her private conversation with the little angel.

What exactly had these two sisters talked about?

Sigh.

Matters of the heart were already complicated, and once tangled in a love triangle, they became even more of a mess.

But at least, once the two-month deadline arrived, everything would finally be settled.

He had already finished his push-ups before showering, and his homework was done at school, so Gu Luo didn’t have anything urgent to do at the moment.

Bored, he opened the laptop on the nearby desk.

Well, since there was nothing else, he might as well play some games.

It’d be a waste not to use all those gun skins Shu He had bought for him.

And also… what exactly was the "surprise" the little devil had mentioned?

Crawling into his bed?

A dress-up game?

Another forced kiss?

Surely it couldn’t be a lingerie show…

He was slowly getting used to Shu He’s unpredictable behavior, but he just hoped this surprise wouldn’t be too weird.

Without dwelling on it further, Gu Luo logged into the game.

Just as he was about to start a ranked match, he heard a soft knock at the door.

Shu He?

No, she probably wouldn’t be done with her bath this quickly.

That meant it was most likely the little angel, Shu Ning.

Thinking this, Gu Luo didn’t bother saying "Come in." Instead, he stood up and eagerly hurried to the door.

When he opened it, his eyes were met with Shu Ning’s flawless beauty and her heartwarming smile.

Looking further down, her curves were even more alluring than her sister’s, exuding a unique charm.

"Come in, Shu Ning," Gu Luo said, unable to suppress a grin as he stepped aside.

He didn’t ask why she had come—first things first, he needed to get her into the bedroom.

More importantly, the little devil would be arriving soon with her "surprise."

Having the little angel here would be the perfect counterbalance.

Fight fire with fire.

"Okay," Luo Shuning replied cheerfully, stepping lightly into the room. Without hesitation, she sat on Gu Luo’s bed, her movements so natural it was as if she were in her own room.

In her heart, she already treated Gu Luo as half a boyfriend.

Her "I do" by the East Lake had been her answer in advance for what would come after these two months.

"Big brother, are you going to play games?" Luo Shuning glanced at the game on the screen before turning back to Gu Luo, her eyes brimming with curiosity. "What game is this? Is it fun?"

"It’s called ‘Vanguard Pact,’ an FPS—first-person shooter. It’s pretty fun," Gu Luo explained patiently.

"Oh, I see. Then I’ll go learn it so I can play with you."

If it was something Gu Luo liked, Luo Shuning was willing to try it, to understand it.

"Sure!"

Gu Luo looked genuinely happy at the idea.

Truly the little angel—always so considerate.

Playing games with his sister? Nothing better!

"Then come sit here, big brother." Luo Shuning patted the spot beside her, her eyes carrying a hint of shyness.

Could it be…?

Gu Luo’s heartbeat quickened. Was it time for another (fu) massage (ji)?

Thinking this, he plopped down beside her.

Even though Shu Ning hadn’t showered yet, he could still catch a faint, pleasant scent.

Sweet and milky.

One day, he’d have to bury his face in her and take a deep breath.

"Big brother, hold out both hands, palms up." Luo Shuning’s cheeks were slightly flushed as she spoke softly.

"Okay."

Gu Luo obediently complied, extending his hands, palms facing upward.

His fingers were long and fair, his nails neatly trimmed—a blessing for hand enthusiasts.

Maybe someday they could even… ahem.

Stop.

Luo Shuning studied his palms carefully before smiling in relief. "They don’t look hurt at all. That’s good."

Her smile was so warm it was hard to look away.

Only then did Gu Luo realize—Shu Ning had come because she was worried his hands might’ve been injured during the tug-of-war earlier.

His heart instantly flooded with warmth, as if basking by a winter fireplace.

Unable to hold back his own smile, he reassured her, "Don’t worry, I’m fine…"

"Hmm… I’ll still massage them for you." Luo Shuning pressed her small hands gently against his, rubbing in slow circles as she asked, "Does it feel good?"

"It does." The warmth from her touch made Gu Luo feel like his heart was melting.

But at the same time, it made him feel even worse about himself.

"Big brother… you already know what happened today, right? What Shu He said at school." Luo Shuning suddenly brought it up.

"Yeah… I know."

"Then you must also know that Shu He likes you… and that I’ve talked to her privately?" Her voice remained soft, her gaze still fixed on his hands.

"Yeah… I know."

After answering, Gu Luo couldn’t bring himself to meet her eyes.

His chest felt heavy, as if weighed down by a boulder.

Because he didn’t just know—he was also hiding plenty of ambiguous moments with the little devil.

"Shu He is a really, really good girl. She’s also very charming." Luo Shuning finally looked up, her eyes shining with sincerity. "Big brother must feel really torn sometimes, right?"

"After all, you’re so kind—kind to the core. You’d never want to hurt Shu He."

Gu Luo opened his mouth but couldn’t find the words.

This question was impossible to answer.

Because yes, he was stuck in this complicated mess, not wanting to upset Shu Ning but also unwilling to hurt Shu He.

His silence was an answer in itself—a helpless admission.

"It’s okay… Big brother can try spending more time with Shu He." Luo Shuning’s voice never lost its gentleness.

"No—that’s not…" Gu Luo panicked at her words.

"Big brother, don’t misunderstand. I’m not pushing you away." Seeing his flustered reaction, she couldn’t help but laugh. "What I mean is, everyone has the right to like someone. Those feelings are priceless."

"For you, just relax and don’t overthink it."

"As for the rest… leave it to me."

At this point, she slightly lifted her chin and declared with confidence:

"My feelings won't lose to Shu He's in the slightest."

"Brother, you don't need to worry too much."

"I have faith in myself."

"In the end, victory will be mine."

Hearing this declaration—no, this outright confession—Gu Luo's heartbeat uncontrollably quickened.

The little angel before him seemed to glow, as if bathed in a sacred light.

How could she be so dashing, so captivating, so utterly heart-stirring?

Slowly, he tightened his grip around Luo Shuning's small hand.

But he didn't make any further moves.

He simply held it quietly, savoring the warmth between them.

Time passed second by second.

The room was so silent they could hear each other's heartbeats.

For Gu Luo, just holding the little angel's hand was pure bliss.

His heart was both agitated and serene.

Just as they lingered in this moment, the door suddenly swung open.

Gu Luo's brain snapped back to reality as he abruptly remembered the "surprise" the little demon had mentioned.

They both turned their heads to see Luo Shuhe standing there, clad in a black spaghetti-strap nightgown, clutching a laptop bag.

Her expression was blank as she observed their intertwined hands, then remarked coolly:

"Sister, now would be the perfect time to kiss him."

Hearing this, Gu Luo jolted in alarm, instantly recalling how the little demon had stolen his first kiss.

If the little angel found out, how heartbroken she would be.

"Shu He, relationships are like building a house," Luo Shuning replied with a gentle smile. "You need a solid foundation and steady progress. Haste makes waste."

"Except the house might get snatched away before it's even finished."

"You're welcome to try."

"Try, then."

"Ahem..." Sensing the tension, Gu Luo cleared his throat and quickly intervened, asking Luo Shuhe:

"Shu He, um... why did you bring your laptop?"

Luo Shuhe gestured toward the game interface on the desktop screen and answered flatly:

"Obviously to play games with you. I bought an account, and after two weeks of grinding, I’ve reached Platinum rank. Now we can duo queue."

"Or rather—a sweet duo queue."

She emphasized the word "sweet," clearly taunting the little angel.

Gu Luo was stunned.

He never imagined the "surprise" the little demon had in store was gaming with him.

Even more unbelievable was how Luo Shuhe had climbed to Platinum in just two weeks.

She had squeezed every spare moment from her studies and daily life to practice, all to give him this unexpected gift today.

The thought sent a surge of warmth through his chest.

To say he wasn’t moved would be a lie.

Yet at this very moment, his hand was still tightly clasped with Shu Ning's...

"Stop spacing out. Let’s queue up. If you feed, you’re washing my lingerie," Luo Shuhe said as she walked over and set her bag on the desk.

She unpacked meticulously—first the external keyboard, then the laptop, mouse, charger, and mousepad.

Every item was arranged with precision.

Finally, she settled into Gu Luo’s gaming chair.

Crossing her left leg over her right, she swayed her slender calf rhythmically, as if keeping time, and remarked airily:

"Brother, you should go fetch a chair from the living room."

Gu Luo didn’t move immediately. Instead, he glanced at Luo Shuning beside him.

Seeing him defer to her opinion, Luo Shuning felt a swell of satisfaction and joy.

She gently released his hand and chuckled:

"Just wait here, brother. I’ll get the chair for you."

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