If I'm not being a jerk, wouldn't I have been scolded for nothing

Xia Yanchun scooted inside to make room for Shen Nian.

There were many plushies of various sizes on the side against the wall. Most of them were cute, but a few were rather ugly. Shen Nian didn't know where she bought them; back in their freshman and sophomore years of high school, they weren't this close yet.

Even if he could openly come over to play at Xia Yanchun's house, he would still choose to stay home and play video games.

Damn video games for drawing my attention, they really screwed me over.

Ma Tian, listen to me, today I'm going to talk about you... ♪

Chunbao is still the best.

Shen Nian pulled Xia Yanchun into his arms, intending to sleep holding her like this tonight.

"Ugh, get off, you're so heavy!" Xia Yanchun complained in disgust. She pushed at his leg with her hands, taking a lot of effort to finally kick Shen Nian's pig trotter off.

Weighing around a hundred and sixty pounds, just one of his legs was enough to leave her breathless.

After pushing Shen Nian's leg off, she could rest her own leg on top of his.

Shen Nian felt uncomfortable resting his leg on its side, and she went as far as to make him lie flat on his back, saying that hugging him this way was the most comfortable.

Shen Nian smelled nicely of body wash.

"Stop sniffing, girl, you're like a dog."

"Mmm, you have a scent."

"What scent?" Shen Nian flicked her forehead. "Tell me, what scent?"

"Not telling you."

"Go to sleep, go to sleep."

Xia Yanchun hummed in agreement, holding him and lying peacefully.

Without Shen Nian sleeping beside her, her hands and feet would be freezing. With Shen Nian sleeping beside her, her hands and feet were warm. What kind of miserable life had she been living before?

With a click, the lights were turned off. Before her eyes could adjust, she could only see Shen Nian's silhouette. Xia Yanchun rested her head on his shoulder, rubbing against his skin to find the most comfortable position.

Shen Nian relaxed, placing a hand on the thigh Xia Yanchun had draped over him, slowly rubbing it through her pajamas.

The pajamas were a winter set and quite thick. Shen Nian didn't understand why girls liked such thick sleepwear. Didn't they feel uncomfortable sleeping in them?

No matter how cold the weather was, Shen Nian always slept in a short-sleeve shirt and long pants. Sometimes he only wore shorts. In the summer, he would only wear a pair of boxers. If it weren't for the fact that he disliked sleeping naked, he definitely wouldn't wear a single thing.

But that was only when he was by himself. When he was with Xia Yanchun, it was still very necessary to wear something decent.

Xia Yanchun didn't stop him from getting handsy. Her eyelids were getting heavy; she was truly a bit tired.

High school students cherished their sleep. Even with a nap, it was hard to guarantee a good mental state for the whole day. Thinking too much made them fall asleep faster at night.

"Mhm..." Xia Yanchun murmured softly, snuggling deeper into Shen Nian's embrace. Her mouth brushed against his arm, tickling him slightly.

No acting up tonight.

...

The next day, Shen Nian woke up at four in the morning but stubbornly stayed in bed until five.

Three or four hours of sleep was enough to keep him energetic all day.

I can throw elbows with you for twenty hours, because I need to sleep for four hours.

Just kidding. If I pull an all-nighter, I can go at it with you for forty-four hours.

That's pretty sneaky.

When is the province going to host a full marathon? Watashi wants to go freeload some food and drinks.

Shen Nian was still contemplating whether to get up and exercise in the park. He felt like going, but at the same time, he didn't.

After thinking about it, Shen Nian decided to slack off and sleep a little longer with Xia Yanchun.

Xia Yanchun looked like she was sleeping very soundly. Lying on her side, her body relaxed, and her clothes lost their shape and slipped out of place.

Plus, Xia Yanchun was already very relaxed, making the collar of her pajamas loose and baggy. Shen Nian didn't even have to look for an angle; just by lowering his gaze, he could see Xia Yanchun's beige undergarment hidden inside, even though he could only see a little bit.

Who turned on my auto-lock?

Oh, it was never turned off.

A bit creepy. Shen Nian smiled in relief. Xia Yanchun often scolded him for being a creep, so wouldn't her scolding be in vain if he wasn't actually a creep?

But if I were truly a creep, you wouldn't be happy about it.

"Woo..."

Approaching six o'clock, Xia Yanchun let out a low groan. Her body began to wake up, but her mind was still asleep.

"Are you finally willing to get up?"

Hearing Shen Nian's voice, Xia Yanchun opened her hazy almond eyes. Seeing Shen Nian's blurry figure, she buried her face again, wanting to go back to sleep.

So cute.

It was still unrealistic for a high school senior to sleep in.

Xia Yanchun quickly sat up, picked the sleep from the corners of her eyes, and looked at the faint light filtering through the curtains. She asked faintly, "What time is it?"

"A bit past six. It's the perfect time to get up, brush your teeth, and wash your face. I should head back too." Shen Nian propped up his upper body.

"Oh, okay..."

Xia Yanchun nodded her little head.

Shen Nian rubbed her face and went back to his own home first.

He wouldn't cook breakfast today. Taking a lazy way out, he decided to go downstairs and have some rice noodle rolls that he hadn't eaten in a long time.

Shen Nian quickly brushed his teeth, washed the cup Xia Yanchun kept at his place, filled it with hot water, dropped in seven or eight goji berries, and made do with that for a drink.

He heard that black goji berries also had some skin-whitening effects. He would try black goji berries next time.

After all, Xia Yanchun didn't need to boost her yang energy, and neither did he. They were both perfectly healthy.

Shen Nian changed his clothes, put on his shoes, and slipped over to Xia Yanchun's place. She was still brushing her teeth.

One of her hands casually reached into her clothes to scratch an itch, lifting the hem and revealing her little belly. She was completely unbothered even when Shen Nian arrived.

"Hurry up, you haven't even changed your clothes." Shen Nian skillfully pulled out a bottle of pure milk from a corner.

Xia Yanchun didn't make a sound. After washing her face, she went into her room to change. It took a bit of time, and when she came out again, even her hair was combed neatly.

Shen Nian circled her, sizing her up, clicking his tongue here and there, and finally gave her a thumbs up. "Miaowa! Wonderful!"

"..."

When praising a girl's outfit, one should start from the feet and work their way up, introducing the clothing and style in order, and finally emphasizing her looks. People always say you should read more books. Without reading, praising someone turns out like Shen Nian—only able to say a single "Miaowa!"

Hearing this, a girl's vision would go dark, wondering where this Bulbasaur, also known as a Miaowa Seed, came from.

"Actually, it's the person who looks good. When a person looks good, whatever they wear looks good." Xia Yanchun tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She at least had this much self-awareness.

Who is this good-looking? That's right, it's me, Sister Chun!

Shen Nian agreed. "I was saying that you look good, I didn't say your clothes did."

"...Oh." Xia Yanchun's voice was small. It seemed her internal grumbling about Shen Nian just now was for nothing.

At least Shen Nian knew how to sweet-talk.

"Is there no breakfast today?"

"Didn't make any. I was too busy sleeping with you," Shen Nian said with certainty.

"Can you not say things so weirdly?"

"But there's nothing wrong with what I said."

Every single word was technically correct, but it just sounded weird. It was obvious that Shen Nian did it on purpose; after all, he was exactly that kind of person.

What healthy thoughts could possibly be in the mind of someone who could connect the damp spring weather with Miss Winter.

"Let's go downstairs. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll treat you to breakfast."

"Whoa, why so generous? Are you the best person in the world today?"

"Have I never treated you before? You make me sound so stingy. I'm not treating you anymore!"

"..."

Truly stingy.

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