【Gu Luo: What's up, Ximan?】
For some reason, Gu Luo felt an inexplicable twinge of guilt in his heart.
It was like being caught red-handed by his girlfriend while flirting with another girl.
【Gu Ximan: Hmph hmph, remember to write a 1,000-word reflection later!】
【Gu Ximan: [Photo]...】
This time, Gu Ximan sent several artistic photos.
The first one was another catgirl picture, with cool tea-brown twin tails casually draped over her shoulders.
It perfectly revealed her slender waist, exuding a unique kind of sensuality.
Next were photos in a Lolita-style dress, with layers of lace skirts blooming like flowers, adorned with puffy sleeves and delicate bows, radiating sweetness.
Gu Ximan’s leg lines were equally flawless, their curves showcased vividly in the photos.
Compared to Lu Xuexue’s cuteness, Gu Ximan’s sexiness and liveliness stood out even more.
Gu Luo looked at these two completely different styles of photos, feeling a peculiar ripple in his heart.
One soft and adorable, the other cute yet sexy.
Perfect, absolutely perfect.
After admiring them for a while, he typed:
【Gu Luo: Wow, these are all seriously stunning!】
【Gu Luo: Quoting [Photo]1: The vibe in this one...】
【Gu Luo: Quoting [Photo]2: The expression is just... wow...】
【Gu Luo: Quoting [Photo]...: ...】
Unlike with Lu Xuexue, Gu Luo gave detailed comments on every single one of Gu Ximan’s artistic photos.
And by "comments," it was essentially an unrestrained stream of praise.
Of course, given Gu Ximan’s striking looks and enviable figure, any one of these photos alone could leave anyone mesmerized.
Every word he said was genuine.
He made sure to pour on the emotional validation.
【Gu Ximan: Hmph hmph! At least my dumb big brother has some taste.】
After being showered with compliments, Gu Ximan was clearly in high spirits, her words brimming with unconcealed delight.
【Gu Luo: Every word came straight from the heart, honest truth.】
Gu Luo initially considered praising Gu Ximan’s photography skills and casually mentioning how nice Lu Xuexue’s photos were too.
But after some thought, he decided against it.
Praising one little sister in front of another just wasn’t a good idea.
Besides, Ximan had a jealous streak—she might just storm over and pummel him with her "Ximan Fists" the next second.
Sure, her punches felt like a massage, but it was best not to provoke the little tyrant.
Moreover, Ximan hadn’t even brought up Lu Xuexue’s photos. Since she didn’t mention them, he shouldn’t either.
This was the art of sister management (a.k.a. survival).
And so, Gu Luo kept chatting with both Lu Xuexue and Gu Ximan, showering both little sisters with endless praise.
A few times, he nearly sent the wrong message to the wrong person, his heart leaping into his throat.
For some reason, Gu Luo couldn’t shake the feeling that he was turning into a bit of a playboy.
But upon reflection, wasn’t this just normal conversation with his sisters?
Probably just lingering side effects from spending time with the little angel, the little devil, and the others.
After another ten minutes, he finally managed to leave both sisters in cheerful moods, letting out a long sigh of relief.
Right now, he really wanted to be a businessman negotiating a multi-million-dollar deal.
This night had been way too much.
First, the little devil Shu He pranced around in a black lace nightgown, her snow-white legs swaying distractingly, even sharing the same cup of water with him.
Then, the little angel Shu Ning clung to him like a koala the entire time.
Add to that the sexy and adorable artistic photos sent by the tsundere Ximan and the shy Xuexue.
Honestly, it was a miracle he’d held out this long.
Afraid of another ambush by the little devil, Gu Luo decided to wait until after midnight to use the bathroom.
Locking the door was pointless against Shu He—she had a key.
If she caught him in the act, she’d have him wrapped around her finger forever.
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Tuesday.
12:01 AM.
Gu Luo peeked out of his room like a thief, cautiously scanning the pitch-black hallway for any movement.
All clear.
Hunched over, he tiptoed toward the bathroom, each step oozing guilt.
He pushed open the door, turned on the light, and flipped the exhaust fan switch.
Commit to the act—sell the lie to yourself first.
He was just here for a bathroom break.
Yep, that was all.
Next, he pulled out his phone and muted the volume.
As everyone knows, Japan has its "four no-sprays."
Music, movies, anime.
Thirty-four minutes and fifty-two seconds later...
Being the cleanliness freak he was, Gu Luo meticulously scrubbed every inch of the toilet before flushing.
Refreshed, he stretched lazily, turned off the exhaust fan, and stepped out—only to lock eyes with a pair of bright, amused ones.
"Ah—!"
Gu Luo stumbled back in shock, slamming against the wall, completely frozen.
Shu He sat elegantly on a stool she’d dragged from the living room, one leg crossed over the other, chin resting on her hand, watching him like he was a circus act.
Her eyes sparkled with mischief.
"Shu He... do you know how dangerous it is to scare people like that?"
Gu Luo clutched his pounding chest, his soul nearly leaving his body.
It was the middle of the night!
"I was just waiting for the bathroom."
"There’s one on the first floor too."
"I prefer the second floor."
"You..."
Rubbing his temples, Gu Luo sighed. "You’re just lazy. Or not that desperate..."
"So, what was big brother doing in there just now?" Shu He straightened slightly, swinging her legs playfully.
"In the bathroom? Obviously using the toilet. What else would I be doing?" Gu Luo replied matter-of-factly, face unflinching, tone full of conviction.
He’d gone through the whole routine.
No way she could call him out.
"Ohhh~" Shu He drew out the word, then tapped her phone screen. "I started waiting at 12:04. So you were in there for at least half an hour."
"Thirty minutes, and your legs didn’t go numb at all?"
She paused, glancing down meaningfully.
"Tsk. Not bad, I guess."
Her gaze seemed to linger on his legs—or maybe not just his legs.
Hearing her razor-sharp analysis, Gu Luo’s scalp prickled, his face burning instantly.
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