"Shu He... This isn't right..."
"Aren't you enjoying it?" Luo Shuhe remained expressionless, casting him a cold glance from above.
"Well... Not exactly..."
"Then shut up."
"......"
Fine, fine.
Gu Luo lay flat on the large bed, exhaling deeply as if releasing an immense burden, resigning himself to this sudden pressure.
Such is life.
Every stage comes with its own unique challenges.
If resistance is futile, then face it head-on.
"Brother... What are you two doing?"
But just then, Luo Shuning's voice—filled with shock and disbelief—exploded like thunder in his ears.
Gu Luo whipped his head around to see Luo Shuning standing nearby, eyes wide, her delicate face a portrait of utter disbelief.
Startled by her sudden appearance, Gu Luo felt his scalp prickle and his heart pound violently.
"Shu Ning, let me explain—"
"I... It's not what you think—"
"You're already like this... What's left to explain?" Luo Shuning's tears spilled over like a broken dam, streaming down her fair, porcelain cheeks.
Betrayed by the brother she trusted most, her eyes brimmed with agony and despair.
"Brother, how could you...?"
Her voice trembled with heartbreak before she turned and bolted for the door.
"Shu Ning!"
Gu Luo tried to sit up, only to be pinned back down by Luo Shuhe.
"Let me go... Let me go!"
He struggled frantically, his voice thick with desperation and helplessness.
"Ah!"
Gu Luo jolted upright in bed, beads of cold sweat sliding down his face, his heart hammering so hard it threatened to leap from his throat.
Dazed, he scanned the familiar-yet-strange surroundings.
Sunlight squeezed through the curtains, pooling at the edge of the bed like a warm dawn—yet it couldn’t dispel the dread coiled in his chest.
"It was just a dream... Thank god it was just a dream..."
Clutching his head, Gu Luo struggled to steady his breath, his mind nearly blank.
The dream had felt too real, too terrifying.
To think the first time he’d see his little angel cry would be in a nightmare.
Just recalling her devastated expression sent a sharp pang through his heart.
But the most horrifying question remained—why had Luo Shuhe been the heroine of that dream?
Logically, it should’ve been Luo Shuning.
Was it because of last night’s stolen first kiss?
Or those earlier forced moments of closeness?
Maybe both.
One thing was certain: Luo Shuhe had carved a place in his heart.
Even if it was purely physical for now.
That little demon had left an indelible mark.
His first kiss...
A once-in-a-lifetime first kiss.
Her words—"A matcha-flavored first kiss. I’ll remember it."—echoed in his mind like a curse, relentless and haunting.
Damn it... This is bad.
Just yesterday, during his date with Luo Shuning, they’d made a two-month promise—only for his first kiss to vanish that very night.
And now this dream starring Shu He.
"I... I don’t want to be a scumbag..."
Gu Luo pressed his palms to his forehead, as if trying to hide, desperately convincing himself to focus solely on Luo Shuning.
But every time, thoughts of Luo Shuhe resurfaced.
After all, they’d already crossed so many lines.
Claiming indifference would be a lie.
And the idea of her someday with another guy? Unthinkable.
This felt less like affection and more like primal possessiveness.
Yet possessiveness, in its own way, was still a form of love...
Then there was the little demon’s vow: "Within a month, I’ll make it impossible for you to leave me."
Gu Luo didn’t dare imagine what outrageous schemes she’d concoct.
Part of him dreaded betraying his little angel—but another part thrummed with anticipation.
The conflict twisted inside him, a tangled mess with no end in sight.
How do you choose between two treasures?
Whatever. He’d figure it out step by step.
Every mental barrier he’d built against the little demon had crumbled under that "matcha-flavored kiss" and the dream.
"I’m doomed!"
With a groan, Gu Luo staggered to the bathroom, stripped off his clothes, and scrubbed them clean by hand.
......
"Brother, you look pale..."
In the kitchen, Luo Shuning studied Gu Luo’s face, her eyes soft with concern.
"Cough..."
Gu Luo couldn’t meet her gaze. The memory of her tear-streaked face in the dream flooded him with guilt.
Noticing his discomfort, Luo Shuning blushed and offered, "...Should I warm some milk for you?"
"No, no."
He waved her off, forcing a laugh. "It’s not that, Shu Ning. Don’t worry—I’ve got it under control..."
"Alright." She tilted her head, then peeked outside to confirm her sisters weren’t nearby before whispering:
"Would a hug make you feel better?"
"R-Really?" His pulse spiked.
"Of course. A simple hug between us is normal, right?"
With a faint blush, Luo Shuning gently wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head against his chest.
Listening to his racing heartbeat, she inhaled softly and murmured:
"Couldn’t sleep because of us, huh?"
"A gentle guy like you would overthink everything—especially with Little Man being such a jealous sweetheart."
"Don’t worry. I’ll stay by your side. We’ll handle the pressure together."
Touched yet guilt-ridden, Gu Luo held his little angel tighter, resting his chin atop her head.
They clung to each other, time slipping away unnoticed as they basked in shared warmth.
"How long do you plan to keep hugging?"
A frosty voice cut through the moment.
Seeing Luo Shuhe at the doorway, Gu Luo instinctively loosened his grip—but Luo Shuning held firm, tightening her embrace instead.
Turning slightly, she smiled sweetly. "Good morning, Shu He."
"As you can see, brother smells amazing. So I’ll be holding on a bit longer."
Listening to the conversation between the two sisters, Gu Luo blinked, momentarily confused about the current situation.
Why was the plot unfolding like this?
The little angel was now openly declaring her sovereignty over the little devil.
"Is that so? Then Sister’s sense of smell still needs some work," Luo Shuhe said, casting a subtle glance at Gu Luo.
Gu Luo immediately averted his gaze guiltily.
He silently congratulated himself for changing his clothes earlier that morning.
Otherwise, Luo Shuhe’s scent might have lingered on him.
Even now, his bed still carried the faint, distinctive fragrance of the little devil.
Amusingly enough, last night’s dream had inadvertently saved him.
If Luo Shuning had caught even a whiff of Luo Shuhe’s scent, everything would have been over.
The last thing Gu Luo wanted was to see the little angel in tears.
"Shu He, breakfast will be ready soon. Why don’t you wait in the living room? I have some private words to share with our dear brother," Luo Shuning said, resting her head against Gu Luo’s chest and flashing a triumphant smile at Luo Shuhe.
"I’ll leave, but first, I have a question for both of you," Luo Shuhe replied, leaning casually against the doorframe. Her expression was neutral, yet there was a hint of amusement in her tone as she asked,
"Sister, what do you think of matcha flavor?"
"Oh?" Luo Shuning immediately recalled her earlier boast to Luo Shuhe and nodded lightly.
"Right now, matcha is my absolute favorite."
Hearing this answer, Luo Shuhe seemed satisfied. She then turned to Gu Luo and asked,
"And you? What do you think of matcha?"
"......"
The question sent a chill down Gu Luo’s spine. But under the expectant gaze of the little angel in his arms, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and answer,
"I... also love matcha the most."
The moment he said it, he felt the little angel cling to him even tighter.
"I see."
Luo Shuhe clapped her hands softly before slowly turning away.
Just before leaving, she tossed back a cryptic remark, her voice light but loaded with meaning.
"What a coincidence. Matcha happens to be my favorite too."
............
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