Night Attack

The hour hand quietly swept past midnight, plunging the world into ink-like silence.

Dressed in a cute nightgown, white thigh-high socks, and her signature twin tails, Gu Ximan and Lu Xuexue stealthily cracked open the door. Like little thieves, they first peeked into the pitch-black hallway, ensuring no one was around, before tiptoeing one after the other toward Gu Luo’s bedroom door.

With just a gentle push, Gu Ximan opened the door a sliver.

Seeing this, Lu Xuexue blinked and whispered curiously, "M-Miman… why is Brother Gu’s lock broken?"

"No idea. It’s been like this for ages," Gu Ximan replied in an equally hushed tone before the two of them inched their way inside.

This, of course, was the handiwork of the little devil, Shu He—though the biggest beneficiary had always been Gu Ximan.

Call it fate, call it coincidence.

Thanks to that broken lock, she could shamelessly crawl into Gu Luo’s bed whenever she pleased.

Pale moonlight seeped through the curtains, casting just enough light for their eyes to adjust to the darkness.

Gu Ximan crept toward the bed, where Gu Luo lay on his side, breathing steadily beneath a half-drawn blanket. His eyelids fluttered faintly—likely lost in some dream.

Luo Shuhe had originally wanted to stay the night after their flight, but Gu Luo had gently refused, using the excuse that her allure was too much to resist—that he might end up devouring her right then and there.

Naturally, Luo Shuhe wasn’t pleased with that reasoning. She’d been looking forward to it.

Gu Luo had no choice but to insist that Ximan might sneak in at any moment.

And truthfully, he was a little worried about that.

Their first time was something sacred. If, in the middle of it, a tiny voice suddenly piped up from the bedside—"Stinky Gu Luo, what are you two doing?"—it might just scare him into… well, shrinking.

Their relationships needed to progress step by step.

In the end, Luo Shuhe, in high spirits, simply gave Gu Luo a faintly reproachful glance before slipping into the spaghetti-strap nightgown she’d left on the gaming chair and sauntering back to her room.

She was already more than content.

And she’d secured Gu Luo’s promise about their first time.

It wasn’t just guys who cared about a girl’s first time—girls, too, cared about a guy’s.

At its core, the more you loved someone, the more you treasured that first time.

A once-in-a-lifetime first time.

The fact that Gu Luo had agreed without hesitation said everything.

Even without that so-called "explanation," Luo Shuhe would have loved him with all her heart.

Though, of course, she was curious about what that explanation might entail.

"M-Miman… what do we do now?" Lu Xuexue’s voice was even softer than a mosquito’s, her heart pounding wildly. Hidden in the darkness, her cheeks burned red—a mix of nervousness and excitement.

Now that the three of them had laid everything out in the open, even if they did something a little out of line, it wouldn’t really matter.

For some reason, she thought back to what Ximan had said earlier about first times.

No, no—she couldn’t let her mind wander!

Her thoughts a jumbled mess, Lu Xuexue shook her head, her playful twin tails swaying with the motion.

"What do you mean, ‘what do we do’? We’re already here—might as well collect some interest."

With that, Gu Ximan took a quiet breath and slowly slipped out of her nightgown, revealing her voluptuous figure.

Carefully lifting the blanket, she began inching her way into Gu Luo’s bed.

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