Starry sky, I can hear their secrets.

Why is Qingque throwing all sorts of dirty water at me? Do you have a deep prejudice against me?

Even I find Ah Yan's words utterly shameless.

Fu Xuan coughed lightly and said seriously, "Qing Que, you are wrong."

"I also disagree with Ayan's words."

Qingque's eyes flickered, and she immediately had an idea: "Alright, Grand Diviner."

"Since you've put it that way, do you dare let Ayan come with me?"

"I'm going to teach him a lesson tonight and correct his distorted thinking."

Fu Xuan's expression remained calm and composed: "Hmph, why do you need to ask for my opinion when you're talking?"

"It doesn't matter, but it still depends on whether Ayan is willing or not."

"Ayan would definitely agree, right?"

As they spoke, Qingque quietly tickled Su Jinyan's palm and looked at him with a smile.

Su Jinyan frowned. Was this little sparrow flirting with me?

I'm always the one flirting with others, and she actually dares to flirt with me instead? Is that even fair?

Su Jinyan sneered: "Fine, Qingque."

"Let's have a long talk by candlelight tonight. I want to see how much your little mouth can really do."

Fu Xuan's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, a hint of reluctance in her heart: "This..."

Tch, I miscalculated.

She thought Su Jinyan would never agree to Qingque's request.

Even if my disciple makes a mistake, it is I who must educate him. When did it become anyone else's turn?

However, she has already agreed.

In order to maintain her authority in front of Qingque, Fu Xuan could not easily go back on his word.

They could only watch helplessly as Su Jinyan was pulled away by Qingque and left the teaching hall.

"Hmph, you traitor."

Fu Xuan sat in the teaching hall, sulking with a sullen face.

After pondering for a long time, Fu Xuan silently activated [Taiwei Chess, Lingtai Reflection], quietly activating the mark left on Qingque.

For a considerable period of time to come, 65% of any damage Qingque suffers will be shared with Fu Xuan.

If Qingque is "harmed", it proves that she is stealing food.

......

In the dimly lit library.

Qingque took Su Jinyan's hand and pushed open the door to come in.

Su Jinyan looked around, and before she knew it, Qingque pushed her down onto the sofa.

"Hey, how long has it been?"

"So Su Taibu has already crossed the social class threshold and no longer knows any good friends?"

Qingque straddled Su Jinyan, uttering a lazy tone.

Su Jinyan was fearless: "Qingque, do you think violence can change my stance?"

"My conscience has been corrupted by money; I have betrayed the class of slackers!"

"No means can stop me."

The main problem is that he's the type of person who responds better to gentle persuasion than force. If Qingque tries to be forceful, it won't work unless Xiaoque tries something gentle.

Qingque revealed a mischievous smile and whispered in his ear:

"It's obvious you really like Miss Tingyun, isn't it?"

"I remember when we first met, you told me that you wanted to date a fox spirit."

"That's true, who doesn't like a sweet, cute fox who snuggles up to you and acts all cute?"

Su Jinyan asked, puzzled, "Que'er, what do you mean by that?"

Qingque smiled slyly, her slender white fingers brushing across his cheek and neck, finally resting on his collarbone.

"Ayan, aren't you living with Miss Tingyun?"

"You know... she must be very worried about you since you haven't gone home so late."

"If I were to send Miss Tingyun a picture of me kissing you right now, do you think she would be angry?"

Su Jinyan remained unmoved: "I will explain it to Tingyun."

"She'll just think it's a photoshopped picture."

Qingque's beautiful eyes held an unreadable expression: "I see..."

"Don't bluff, Ayan."

Since you've said that, I'm relieved.

Qingque raised her phone, kissed him on the cheek, and snapped a selfie.

The phone's photo album showed a picture of Qingque and Su Jinyan kissing.

"From now on, you are not allowed to side with the Grand Diviner."

"Don't disturb my slacking off, and don't try to teach me fallacies."

"Otherwise, Tingyun would receive a photo of the two of us taken tonight."

Qingque raised her lips, feeling confident of victory.

It feels so good to threaten others, especially when the person being threatened is her boss.

They used to be good partners who slacked off together, but now Ayan has betrayed the slacking-off class.

Therefore, she wanted to correct his wrong thinking and get Su Jinyan back on the right track.

In the dimly lit atmosphere, the atmosphere between the two seemed particularly ambiguous.

Su Jinyan swallowed clearly, her throat bobbing.

Qingque asked in confusion, "Huh, what's that sound? Mmm—"

Su Jinyan suddenly hugged Qing Que's petite body.

Watching the expression on her face change from confusion to terror, and then to giving up the struggle.

"Qingque, do you know?"

"People who threaten me usually don't have a good ending."

"But you are an exception."

Su Jinyan breathed warm air on her neck and slowly moved upwards.

This is like a bird walking into a trap; you can't blame him.

Although he usually enjoyed teasing Qingque and the others, he always kept it at the level of words and never went any further.

It's all his fault for pretending too well in front of Qingque, which made Qingque lower her guard.

He kissed Qingque's lips very gently.

Of course, at this time, your hands can't be idle.

A red string was always tied to Qingque's fair and delicate shoulders.

From the day he met Qingque, he had been curious about the purpose of the red rope.

Qingque silently raised her snow-white neck, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears, pressed his hand, and pleaded softly, "No—"

"Ayan, only that area is off-limits..."

Su Jinyan understood; Little Sparrow meant that...

Tonight, apart from that red rope, he can do whatever he wants in other places.

Therefore, Su Jinyan stopped touching that red string.

Instead, he continued to gently kiss Qingque's lips, cheeks, snowy neck, and collarbone.

He wanted to let Qingque know that provoking him would come at a price.

As Su Jinyan deepened his kiss, Qingque's tender white feet suddenly tensed up, and then gradually relaxed.

I can take sick leave tomorrow.

Qingque's beautiful eyes revealed a shrewd and calculating nature.

......

No one knows how Qingque, her face flushed, stumbled and ran out of the library.

No one knows why there are a few strawberries on Qingque's delicate skin.