Originally, Su Bai had planned to take a shower, as he had rushed through his run and worked up quite a sweat.
Even the strongest body needs to cool down—light exercise might not leave him breathless or sweaty, but Su Bai loved pushing his limits.
Just as he was about to head to the bathroom, Zhou Jialu stopped him, her eyes glinting with mischief.
"Junior, why the hurry to shower~?"
"Gotta freshen up first so I can play with you properly, Senior."
Su Bai held Zhou Jialu’s hand.
Her hands had a slightly rough texture, a sign of someone who had done household chores since childhood—not the delicate, pampered hands of a sheltered young lady.
But Su Bai didn’t dislike them at all.
She’s a hardworking senior… in every sense of the word.
Even that perfectly textured skin added an extra layer of sensation when her hands played their special role.
Zhou Jialu pressed her cheek against Su Bai’s chest, his skin warm against hers. She inhaled deeply, unable to resist.
A look of pure bliss flickered across her face.
"Your natural scent is so enticing, Junior…"
"Wow, Senior, I didn’t know you had this kind of kink."
Su Bai was genuinely shocked. He knew some men had strange fetishes, like buying "unwashed" items online to satisfy their peculiar tastes.
But he never expected his senior to be into it too.
"I-It’s just that you smell so good! Like fresh grass after the rain, mixed with that masculine musk."
Zhou Jialu tried to defend herself.
This was one way she differed from Chen Yusheng.
If Su Bai called Chen Yusheng a pervert, she’d proudly agree and even find it COOOOL!
At her core, Senior Jialu was still a shy, traditional girl.
So Su Bai indulged her request.
...
When the food delivery arrived, Su Bai was about to go get it, but Wan Xinyan brought it over instead.
Noticing Su Bai’s disheveled state, she didn’t disturb them, just stuck out her tongue, left the food by Zhou Jialu’s door, and scampered off.
Her movements were bouncy, making Su Bai’s heart itch with temptation—but he resisted. Focus on the senior for now.
Lately, he’d been feeling more and more like a beast.
"Wow, spicy hot pot! Hmm…"
"What’s with that weird expression?"
"I just thought someone as wealthy as you wouldn’t eat something like this for a late-night snack."
"Nah, spicy hot pot is delicious. Why deny myself?"
Su Bai opened the container.
This place had always been good—they even had branches in his hometown, Ancheng. Back in high school, he’d order it when studying late at night.
The only downside was the packaging. To keep it sealed, they used a plastic film that had to be cut open, inevitably leaving a bit of oily broth on his fingers.
Just as he reached for a wet wipe, Zhou Jialu grabbed his wrist.
She took care of cleaning his fingers herself.
With a final pop, she reluctantly licked her lips before finishing up with tissues and wipes.
"So, Junior, did you like that? Anytime your fingers get messy during a meal, I can help~"
"That’d be too much trouble for you, Senior."
Su Bai thought it wouldn’t fly—fine when it was just the two of them, but if they were downstairs in the dining room with the Wan sisters and the jealous Chen Yusheng around, it’d spark a competition.
Zhou Jialu seemed to be using this to assert her place, showing off to the others.
Not that he minded occasionally, but he couldn’t let it go too far. Stirring up drama among the girls was the last thing he wanted.
Su Bai knew how to manage his circle.
But he kept these thoughts to himself, quietly watching as Zhou Jialu finished cleaning his fingers.
Then, he turned his attention to the spicy hot pot.
He’d gone for a sweet-and-spicy broth, loaded with assorted meatballs, noodles, and veggies.
But Su Bai wasn’t done yet.
He headed to the kitchen and pulled a few things from the fridge.
"Junior, are those… really meant to go with spicy hot pot? They look like stuff from a Japanese buffet…"
Zhou Jialu eyed the truffles and caviar in his hands, confused.
Su Bai didn’t explain, just started seasoning.
Truffles added a rich umami flavor—great in fried rice or noodles.
Fancy restaurants loved using them to jack up prices.
Whether they were worth the cost was debatable, but Su Bai liked the taste, and at this point, he didn’t need to worry about value for money.
He fished out some meatballs and noodles from the hot pot, plated them, and sprinkled truffle shavings on top.
As for the caviar, he’d discovered an oddly satisfying way to eat it—mixed with the hot pot’s vegetables.
Surprisingly delicious.
"Seems like you’re quite the cook, Junior…"
"Nah, just messing around. How does this make me a cook?"
"Well, only people who know their way around a kitchen come up with weird combos like this." Zhou Jialu blinked. "We should cook together sometime."
"Sure."
Su Bai had actually been thinking the same thing.
The villa’s kitchen was stocked with top-tier appliances.
It’d be a waste not to use them.
Hearing him agree, Zhou Jialu felt a surge of joy.
Hehe, another cozy at-home activity with Junior.
Skipping the comic con wasn’t just a strategic move—Zhou Jialu genuinely disliked those events.
Back when she worked at the 4S shop, holidays meant nonstop promotions and business trips.
Exhausting.
She wasn’t built for constant hustle.
Some women couldn’t stand staying home—a quiet weekend indoors was torture compared to hitting the town with friends.
But Zhou Jialu was the opposite. If she could, she’d never leave the house…
Shopping was fun, sure, but not a must.
Unless it was with Su Bai.
After finishing the hot pot, the two played around a bit more before drifting off in each other’s arms.
Zhou Jialu slept especially soundly that night.
Mainly because Su Bai knew he’d be busy with upcoming travel plans, so he made sure to spoil her a little extra.
After all, she’d been the burning moonlight of his youth.
His feelings for her had always burned bright.
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