What on earth should I do

The last sentence was shouted out.

It drew the attention of passersby around them.

They stared in shock at Qin Luo and Su Muwan.

So it was true!

Qin Luo was now Su Muwan’s kept man!!

Anyone who dared lay a finger on Qin Luo would have to weigh whether they could take on the young mistress of the Su family!!

Noticing the stunned gazes of the crowd, Su Muwan’s eye twitched. “Let’s go.”

She quickly pulled Qin Luo away.

Time passed.

The two continued walking along the street, occasionally stopping to browse the goods at small stalls.

Su Muwan took a liking to a pair of ice-blue earrings, and without hesitation, Qin Luo bought them, insisting on putting them on her himself.

At first, Su Muwan squirmed and refused, but unable to resist Qin Luo’s persistence, she finally let him, her face flushed.

The earrings shimmered faintly under the light, making her appear even more elegant and radiant.

“So, how do they look?”

Su Muwan lowered her head, touching the earrings shyly as she asked.

“Beautiful.”

Qin Luo nodded earnestly, his gaze so tender it could melt. “My young mistress looks good in anything.”

“Stop sweet-talking.”

Su Muwan huffed, though the smile in her eyes was unmistakable.

They strolled a while longer. When they passed a stall selling lanterns, Su Muwan paused, pointing at one shaped like a husky. “This one kind of looks like you.”

“Like me?”

Qin Luo was taken aback, then burst out laughing. “Are you saying I look like a husky?”

“No, just that you can be pretty dense sometimes.”

“It took you so long to confess your feelings.”

Su Muwan said it with a straight face before cracking up herself.

Qin Luo shook his head helplessly, bought the lantern, and handed it to her. “Fine, if it looks like me, then it’s yours. You can hug it to sleep at night so you won’t say you can’t sleep without me.”

“Who said I can’t sleep?!”

Su Muwan snatched the lantern, puffing her cheeks as she glared at him—though the expression only made her look even more adorable.

As the night deepened, the streets gradually emptied. The three of them found a teahouse to rest.

Qin Luo ordered a pot of tea while Su Muwan leaned against his shoulder, still clutching the husky lantern.

Yan Qiuyue sat across from them, sipping her tea and grumbling, “You two have been glued together all night. I’m officially impressed.”

“You’ll get used to it.”

Qin Luo replied with a grin, gently patting Su Muwan’s back.

Su Muwan ignored Yan Qiuyue, keeping her eyes closed as she rested against Qin Luo, murmuring softly, “I’m tired today. Give me a shoulder rub when we get back.”

“As you wish.”

Qin Luo agreed without hesitation.

Just as the atmosphere grew almost unbearably sweet, Yan Qiuyue suddenly lifted her head, her eyes darting sneakily toward Su Muwan.

She pursed her lips, as if plotting something mischievous.

Finally, in a hushed but deliberately audible whisper, she asked, “So… have you two… done that?”

Though quiet, the question was like a pebble dropped into still water, instantly shattering the teahouse’s tranquility.

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

“Pfft—!!!”

Su Muwan was the first to snap.

She spat out her tea, splattering droplets across the table.

Then, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she bolted upright, her face burning crimson as she gaped at Yan Qiuyue. “Y-Y-Y-Y-You!! What are you even saying?!”

Her eyes were wide, her hands flustered as she wiped her mouth, the tips of her ears so red they looked ready to bleed.

The usually composed and aloof young mistress was nowhere to be seen—only a flustered, mortified mess remained.

Qin Luo, who had been calmly holding his teacup, froze for half a second before his lips twitched into an amused smile.

Damn, why did she have to phrase it so bluntly?

“Why the big reaction?”

Yan Qiuyue set down her cup, blinking innocently at Su Muwan.

She pointed lazily at Su Muwan’s scarlet face before turning to Qin Luo to “report,” “Before our young mistress got a boyfriend, she used to brag to me that once she had one, she’d—”

“H-Hey, hey, hey, hey!!”

Su Muwan panicked.

She sprang up from Qin Luo’s side like an agitated kitten, darting over to Yan Qiuyue and clamping both hands over her mouth.

“What nonsense are you spouting?! Qin Luo’s right here! I’ll—I’ll make you regret this!!”

“Mmph—mmph mmph mmph!!”

Yan Qiuyue’s protests were muffled, but her eyes sparkled with mischief as she struggled halfheartedly against Su Muwan’s grip.

Qin Luo, still seated, took a slow sip of tea, his gaze flickering between the two before he finally couldn’t hold back a chuckle.

Setting down his cup, he remarked in a tone that was casual yet teasing, “No need to wonder. Of course we’ve done that.”

The moment the words left his mouth, the air froze.

Su Muwan: !!!

Yan Qiuyue: Ooooh~

Su Muwan stiffened, her hands covering Yan Qiuyue’s mouth trembling slightly—as if struck by lightning.

She slowly turned her head, glaring at Qin Luo, her almond-shaped eyes wide with disbelief.

The next second, she let go of Yan Qiuyue and charged at Qin Luo like a firecracker set ablaze, shouting, "Y-you! What nonsense are you spouting?! When did we ever do that kind of thing?!"

Did we? When? How could I not know?

I don’t remember anything!

What’s going on?!

Wait—was it when my cold toxin flared up?

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence as he spread his hands. "By ‘that kind of thing,’ I meant eating together, shopping, and buying lanterns. Where’d your mind wander off to, Miss?"

"……"

Su Muwan froze, the flush on her face spreading visibly from her cheeks down to her neck.

She opened her mouth to retort but found herself utterly speechless.

This jerk Qin Luo was clearly teasing her on purpose!

"HAHAHA!"

Yan Qiuyue, finally freed from Su Muwan’s grip, doubled over laughing, slapping the table as she gasped for breath. "Oh my—Su Muwan, your brain really is… HAHA! Qin Luo, you’re terrible! How could you mess with her like that?"

"Shut up!"

Su Muwan shot Yan Qiuyue a death glare before plopping back down beside Qin Luo, arms crossed and face turned away in a show of icy indifference.

But her crimson ears and slightly pouted lips betrayed her embarrassment completely.

Seeing her tsundere act, Qin Luo’s heart melted.

He leaned closer and coaxed softly, "Alright, don’t be mad. I’ll admit I was wrong, okay?"

"Hmph."

Su Muwan snorted, turning her head even further—though her sidelong glance still snuck a peek at Qin Luo.

Yan Qiuyue couldn’t resist needling her again. "Tsk tsk, look at this little wife act. Muwan, Muwan, where’s that fearless, villainous aura of yours? How’d you turn into this the moment you started dating?"

"YAN! QIU! YUE!"

Su Muwan whipped around, teeth gritted, her eyes radiating murderous intent. "Say one more word. I dare you."

"Fine, fine, I’ll stop."

Yan Qiuyue raised her hands in surrender, then picked up her teacup with a grin. "You two go ahead and be lovey-dovey. I’ll just sip my tea and be a quiet third wheel."

Good. Our Muwan’s still the same pure-hearted, sharp-tongued girl as always.

That’s a relief.

A brief silence settled over the teahouse. Qin Luo gently patted Su Muwan’s back and murmured, "Ignore her. She just likes seeing you riled up."

Su Muwan shot him a glare and muttered, "This is all your fault, saying stuff like that… So embarrassing."

"Can’t help it. Your reactions are too cute—I couldn’t resist teasing you."

Su Muwan hmphed and fell quiet, though the corner of her lips curled up ever so slightly.

But after a long pause, she spoke again, blinking at Qin Luo with a hesitant look.

"We haven’t done that kind of thing, but… there’s something else we haven’t done in a while…"

"Tonight…?"

Qin Luo instantly caught her drift and shrugged. "OK."

"Yesss~!"

Yan Qiuyue: ?

I take back what I said earlier.