After leaving Luo Shuning's room, Gu Luo hummed a cheerful tune all the way back.
No particular reason—he was happy simply because his little angel was happy.
Returning to his own room and flopping back onto the bed, his fingers unconsciously tapped open the chat window with the little demon, Luo Shuhe.
[Gu Luo: Shuhe, what I wanted to say first is, thank you for spending so much time preparing this surprise for me. I’m really happy—being carried by my little sister feels pretty great.]
Like the little angel, the little demon replied instantly.
[Luo Shuhe: At least you have some conscience.]
[Gu Luo: Once my account is unbanned, how about we team up with Shuning for a sweet trio?]
Gu Luo’s idea was simple: he hoped that playing games together might help ease the tension between the two sisters.
Games were a form of social interaction, often bridging the gap between people.
Of course, there was a prerequisite—they had to win, or at least put up a good fight. Even a narrow defeat was acceptable.
But if they got utterly crushed during the match... well, friendships could sink faster than a capsized boat.
[Luo Shuhe has withdrawn a message.]
"......"
Gu Luo’s lips twitched, and he quickly changed the subject.
[Gu Luo: Shuhe, can you tell me some things about you and your sister when you were kids?]
[Luo Shuhe: No.]
[Gu Luo: Huh? Why not?]
[Luo Shuhe: Isn’t Brother just trying to show concern for Sister? Why beat around the bush?]
[Luo Shuhe: You want me to tell you everything so you can go and heal her, right?]
Yikes.
Gu Luo winced as if he’d bitten into something sour.
How did this little demon read him so well?
No matter how he tried to hide his thoughts, she always pinpointed them with surgical precision.
[Luo Shuhe: Does Brother have anything else to say?]
Seeing that the little demon wasn’t interested in continuing the topic, Gu Luo hesitated before typing again.
[Gu Luo: Shuhe, I really want to know that secret. What do ‘marriage’ and ‘child’ mean?]
[Luo Shuhe: Come over right now, get down on one knee, and propose.]
[Gu Luo: You’re way too... cryptic. If you won’t say it, I’ll just assume you’re messing with me.]
[Luo Shuhe: Whatever. It’s all from a past life anyway—it’s normal not to remember.]
[Gu Luo: So you’re saying if I don’t propose, you’ll never tell me in this lifetime?]
[Luo Shuhe: You could say that.]
[Gu Luo: Fine. There’s plenty of time—we’ll talk about it later.]
[Luo Shuhe: So Brother still thinks there’s a chance you might marry me, huh?]
[Luo Shuhe: Let me give you a piece of advice: a half-hearted rejection is no rejection at all.]
[Luo Shuhe: I’ll be waiting for Brother to put me in a wedding dress. Goodnight.]
[Gu Luo: Goodnight...]
Closing his phone, Gu Luo stared blankly at the ceiling, muttering, "A half-hearted rejection... is no rejection at all..."
Another bullseye.
Yeah, even though he’d been rejecting her, his attitude had always been wishy-washy.
To the little demon Shuhe, it probably even seemed like a form of teasing.
A half-hearted rejection...
Equals...
No rejection at all...
This was too hard.
Love was such a difficult subject.
A love triangle was already the final boss level.
And a love triangle with sisters? That was the ultimate final boss.
At this thought, Gu Luo clutched his head and rolled around on the bed like some bizarre creature.
Stupid brain, think of something!
Just then, his phone vibrated again.
Gu Luo immediately stopped his dramatic thrashing, assuming it was a message from the little angel or the little demon.
But when he opened it, he was surprised.
It was Lu Xuexue.
[Lu Xuexue: Brother Gu, are you asleep?]
[Gu Luo: Not yet. What’s up, Xuexue?]
Meanwhile, in a high-end apartment not far away...
Lu Xuexue’s face burned red as she hugged her giant white rabbit plushie tightly, her delicate toes curling and uncurling nervously.
Her breathing grew rapid from sheer tension.
She was finally mustering the courage to launch her full-scale attack on Brother Gu.
The most sophisticated flirting tactics often required the simplest approach.
Taking a deep breath, she typed:
[Lu Xuexue: Brother Gu, I don’t have many guy friends, so... could you help me pick out some photos from my photoshoot?]
[Gu Luo: Photoshoot?]
[Lu Xuexue: Mhm! I want to choose the best one, and I’d like a guy’s opinion. Oh, and these were all taken by Manman.]
[Gu Luo: Ximan took them? Sure, I’ll take a look.]
Seeing that Brother Gu had agreed, Lu Xuexue immediately rolled around on her bed in excitement, her fair, plump legs kicking joyfully in the air.
As expected—adding "taken by Manman" guaranteed Brother Gu’s cooperation.
Brother Gu doted on Ximan so much!
And that was exactly why she adored him.
Thump.
Thump.
Her heart raced faster.
Taking another deep breath, she sent over the carefully selected photos in one go.
By now, her fair cheeks were flushed crimson.
She tossed her phone aside and buried her face in the blankets like an ostrich.
No matter what, Lu Xuexue was still an inexperienced girl in love. Sending these slightly revealing photos to the boy she liked was unbearably embarrassing.
On the other end, Gu Luo swiped through the photos one by one.
First were the catgirl outfits.
Lu Xuexue wore fluffy cat ears that perked up adorably, her outfit hugging her figure perfectly, with soft fur trims at the sleeves and skirt—both cute and alluring.
Next came the maid dress—a pristine white apron tied around her waist, lace detailing at the collar and cuffs adding a touch of sweetness.
She posed slightly sideways, her shy smile and gentle gaze evoking images of a diligent maid in a European castle.
Then there were the close-ups of her legs in black and white stockings, which left Gu Luo utterly captivated.
The black stockings exuded a mysterious allure, clinging tightly to her legs and accentuating their smooth curves.
The white ones looked pure and lively, their delicate weave visible in every shot.
Each angle was meticulously chosen—some highlighting her slender ankles, others emphasizing the round, firm shape of her calves. Every detail was irresistibly tempting.
This... this is...
Gu Luo’s eyes widened as he gulped unconsciously, zooming in on each photo to admire them more closely.
These photos showcased Lu Xuexue’s petite yet enchanting figure and sweet charm to perfection.
No wonder she was known as one of the two most beautiful flowers in their freshman class.
If even one of these photos were posted online, the number of admirers they'd attract could probably line up all the way from Caizhou to France.
But are these intimate, private photos really appropriate for me to see?
Ah, whatever... Since Ximan took them, and the subject is Ximan’s best friend.
Gotta save face for Ximan.
Totally against my will—definitely against my will.
Absolutely not because I wanted to look.
Suppressing the urge to save every single photo, Gu Luo replied:
[Gu Luo: Xuexue, these photos are all stunning, absolutely flawless—I can’t even pick a favorite... But personally, I love the sixth one the most. The atmosphere in that shot is just perfect.]
Honestly, among all the photos, the sixth one’s "absolute territory"—that sliver of bare skin between the white thigh-highs and the short skirt—was downright mesmerizing.
That small stretch of fair skin, framed by the white stockings and the skirt’s hem, looked like a spotlighted center stage.
The skirt’s edge lifted just enough to reveal the most tantalizing zone, while the top of the stockings left a faint indentation, emphasizing the smoothness and delicacy of the skin.
Perfection.
Leg enthusiasts would lose their minds!
[Lu Xuexue: Hehe, I’m glad you like them, Brother Gu. (shy bunny emoji)]
[Lu Xuexue: Would you mind checking out the artistic photos Ximan takes in the future too? (shy bunny emoji)]
[Gu Luo: Of course, no trouble at all. You’re like a little sister to me.]
Trouble?
This was a heaven-sent blessing!
Just as Gu Luo was still reeling from the visual impact of Lu Xuexue’s photos, his phone buzzed again.
[Gu Ximan: Hey stinky big bro, you asleep yet?]
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