Matcha Flavor

"Big brother, stay right there."

Luo Shuning said with a smile, her eyes curving like crescents as she skipped to the side, her gaze flitting around like a lively little bird searching for the perfect angle to take photos.

Every time she snapped a picture, she immediately sent it to Luo Shuhe.

She was having the time of her life.

Basking in this double dose of happiness.

"O Kun O Kun."

Gu Luo watched Luo Shuning's genuine joy and couldn't help but feel equally delighted.

Without realizing it, his emotions had become completely tied to this little angel.

[Luo Shuning: [Photo]1, Big brother looks so handsome! ???×??]

[Luo Shuning: [Photo]1, Big brother’s smile is adorable! (((o(?▽?)o)))]

[Luo Shuning: [Photo]1, Shuhe, are you asleep? Why aren’t you replying? ???????]

[Luo Shuning: ....]

Press the advantage! Press the advantage!

Luo Shuning was going all out.

She had to make Luo Shuhe give up completely within two months—no room for regrets.

Of course, the sooner, the better.

Meanwhile.

In Gu Luo’s room.

In the darkness, Luo Shuhe lay quietly on the large bed, wrapped in the blanket Gu Luo usually used, scrolling through the photos Luo Shuning had sent.

The only light in the room came from the faint glow of her phone screen, casting a soft illumination on her delicate face.

"Big sister’s photography skills are really not bad."

Suddenly, she felt a bit thirsty.

She sat up, grabbed the water bottle from the bedside table, and took a sip directly from it, the motion so natural it was as if she were in her own bedroom.

At this moment, Luo Shuhe was wearing nothing but a black spaghetti-strap nightgown.

The black hem of the dress contrasted starkly against the white bedsheets, her body seeming to blend seamlessly into the large bed.

After drinking, she set the bottle down and lightly swiped her fingers across the phone screen, typing a reply.

[Luo Shuhe: Big sister seems really happy tonight.]

[Luo Shuning: Shuhe, you’re still awake? Oh, and earlier, big brother even helped me put on my shoes—so gentle. (ˉ︶ˉ)]

[Luo Shuning: [Photo1, ??っ???????]

The photo showed a pair of sneakers taken from a top-down angle.

Luo Shuhe looked at the two messages and couldn’t help but shake her head slightly, a faint, mocking smile tugging at her lips.

This is it?

She wondered what expression her sister would make if she sent the video of Gu Luo massaging her feet.

It would definitely be priceless.

But now wasn’t the time.

Let the bullet fly a little longer.

[Luo Shuhe: Big sister went out in sneakers after showering? What a mood.]

[Luo Shuning: Of course! I wanted big brother to have the best experience. It’s just a shame I couldn’t help him put on his shoes—he reacted too fast, and I couldn’t win no matter what. (●°u°●)?」]

[Luo Shuning: Guess I can only blame big brother for spoiling me too much. ?(???ω???)?]

[Luo Shuhe: 6]

[Luo Shuning: Oh, by the way, Shuhe, since you sneaked off to see big brother today, you must know that someone from the Public Service Department gave him some snowskin mooncakes, right? Matcha flavor—so delicious! (′▽｀)]

At this message, Luo Shuhe’s eyes narrowed slightly, like a cat sensing an enemy’s presence.

She immediately thought of the yogurt-flavored snowskin mooncake Shuling had given her.

And the bag of mooncakes Shuling had bought for Little Man before going home—using both her and Gu Luo’s names.

Now that she thought about it, the reason Shuling hadn’t bought any for Luo Shuning was probably because she already knew Gu Luo would save some for her…

Shuling…

A strong sense of pressure surged in Luo Shuhe’s heart.

If Luo Shuning’s threat level was 10, then Shuling’s was 100—no, even higher. 200, 500.

No one in this world understood Luo Shuling better than she did.

Right now, Shuling wasn’t competing for anything, but deep down, she had her own plans.

And if one day she decided to join the fray…

The consequences would be unimaginable.

Luo Shuhe didn’t want to face Luo Shuling at all.

[Luo Shuhe: As long as big sister is happy. I’m going to sleep now, good night.]

[Luo Shuning: Good night. Oh, and in two months, big brother and I will officially be together. (?▽?)]

[Luo Shuhe: Big sister really underestimates me, huh?]

[Luo Shuning: Because I believe in myself—and in big brother even more.]

With that, the conversation ended.

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"Shuning, good night."

"Big brother, good night~"

After exchanging soft goodnights, Gu Luo stepped into his bedroom, heart brimming with warmth and sweetness.

He flicked the light switch, and the room instantly brightened.

Walking toward the familiar bed, his steps were light with happiness.

"Good evening."

"Ah—!"

Gu Luo nearly jumped out of his skin at the sudden voice.

Once he registered who was lying on his bed, he asked in shock, "Shuhe, why are you in my bed?"

"Why can’t I be in your bed?" Luo Shuhe replied expressionlessly.

"You…"

Gu Luo was at a loss for words, a wave of helplessness washing over him.

You can never wake someone who’s pretending to be asleep.

After a few seconds of silence, he sighed in resignation. "Fine. But can you go back to your room now?"

"I’m sleeping here tonight."

"Absolutely not!"

Gu Luo’s expression turned stern, his refusal immediate and firm.

"Why?"

"No reason. That’s final."

"Big brother still owes me a favor, remember?"

"That doesn’t change anything."

Seeing how unyielding Gu Luo was, Luo Shuhe switched tactics. "What if it were Little Man?"

Gu Luo paused, picturing Gu Ximan’s playful, adorable face. After a moment of consideration, he nodded. "Little Man would be fine."

"Little Man is your sister, but I’m not?"

"It’s different."

At that, Luo Shuhe suddenly laughed.

The smile was enigmatic—whether mocking herself or Gu Ximan was unclear.

"Alright, Shuhe, go back to your room. We have to wake up early tomorrow…"

After tonight’s sweet date with his little angel, Gu Luo really didn’t want to maintain this strange dynamic with the little demon any longer.

"Then massage my legs for me. Consider it one favor used." Luo Shuhe patted the spot beside her.

Hearing the request, Gu Luo hesitated only briefly before sitting down.

Best to fulfill the condition first.

This wasn’t too unreasonable.

But just as he was thinking that—

Suddenly, his lips were sealed by something soft.

His eyes widened in shock, his mind blank.

One second.

Two seconds.

By the time Gu Luo snapped back to reality and tried to pull away, Luo Shuhe had already stood up gracefully.

She licked her lips, like a connoisseur savoring a delicacy, and remarked:

"A matcha-flavored first kiss. I’ll remember it."

Combined with the message Luo Shuning had just sent, it was clear that the two had only shared an indirect kiss.

How weak of my sister.

Is that all?

"Shuhe... you..."

Just as Gu Luo was about to say something, Luo Shuhe slowly extended her fair, jade-like arm.

Then, she hooked her fingers under his chin and tilted it up with a slight, deliberate force.

Looming over him with an impassive expression, Luo Shuhe declared:

"I've got you now."

"Within a month, I’ll make sure you can’t live without me."

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