The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

Lu Sui looked down at Shen Qinghuai, her fingers resting on his shoulder. Her red hair brushed against Shen Qinghuai's cheek, tickling him slightly. Her voice carried the smell of smoke, but the first scent that wafted over was that of roses. "I don't know."

He seemed to have no heart; he could never feel his heart's existence. No matter how many cigarettes he smoked or how many bottles of alcohol he drank, he could never feel full.

When Shen Qinghuai picked Lu Sui up from the ground, Lu Sui only had eyes for Shen Qinghuai. It was hard to describe what emotions or feelings he had at that time, but he was very obsessive and wanted to see Shen Qinghuai at all times.

So even though they were at school, even though they weren't in the same department, even though they were far apart, his phone always had surveillance footage of Shen Qinghuai. He would receive many photos of Shen Qinghuai every day, showing him eating, drinking, attending classes, walking...

Shen Qinghuai is his, and he can't date anyone else. In this situation, Shen Qinghuai can only blame himself. Lu Sui was lying on the ground perfectly fine, but he insisted on coming over and picking her up.

My hands are too restless, and my compassion is overflowing.

Lu Sui gently pressed her fingertip against his lips and murmured softly, "I won't hug anyone else like that again, right?"

If it had been someone else lying on the ground, would Shen Qinghuai have picked them up?

The more he thought about it, the more agitated he became, a subtle but palpable aura of hostility emanating from him, his lips pressed tightly together.

Shen Qinghuai didn't understand what those words meant, but they seemed to refer to the current hugging position. He replied, "No."

He's not in a relationship with anyone else, so it's impossible for him to hug someone so intimately. Lu Sui... when will you let him go?

Lu Sui kissed Shen Qinghuai's lips with trembling fingers, lightly pressing them against each other's lips. The atmosphere had reached a point where it would be unreasonable not to respond, especially since they were now a couple. Since there was no way to escape and she had decided to listen to Lu Sui, there was no point in hiding or running away anymore.

Shen Qinghuai held Lu Sui's lower lip in his mouth, gently biting and sucking. The bitter taste in Lu Sui's mouth made the kiss less than pleasant. His usually calm eyes were clouded with a slight emotion, and his face, which was almost holy under the light above, was tinged with a worldly, crazy desire that was so small as to be completely negligible.

Shen Qinghuai's lips were so beautiful that Lu Sui casually touched them, not intending to kiss him. When his lips were pressed against his palate, he let out a soft groan and, unwilling to continue, pulled Shen Qinghuai's hair away, saying, "Your kiss was weird."

Shen Qinghuai let out a low, short "hmm," not understanding Lu Sui's words, "What's so strange about it?"

He explained, "I am studying."

Learn how to kiss in a way that makes your partner feel good.

"It itches," Lu Sui said.

"Feel sorry."

You said you were studying.

"Um."

"Who did you learn from?" Lu Sui's fingers gripped Shen Qinghuai's shoulder fabric tightly, wrinkling it. He glanced down at him coldly, his thin, soft lips parting to ask, "Where did you learn from? How long did you study there?"

"I learned how to use a cell phone this morning when the tile installer was changing the tiles." Shen Qinghuai released his hand from Lu Sui's shoulder, leaving only one arm for Lu Sui to sit on, and said in a hoarse voice, "Need any help?"

"Shen Qinghuai, you...you're so insolent!" Lu Suihuan tried to lower her leg on Shen Qinghuai's waist, but it couldn't touch the ground. She was at a loss and confused.

Shen Qinghuai did not expect Lu Sui to react so strongly. He put Lu Sui on the ground, but Lu Sui staggered and his legs went weak, so he knelt on the carpet. Shen Qinghuai helped him up, but Lu Sui slapped him so hard that his head turned to the side.

Snapped.

"Get out!"

That slap wasn't particularly hard.

But he has to know why.

"Can't I touch it?" Shen Qinghuai looked at Lu Sui, whose head was practically steaming, half-kneeling in front of him, ignoring the pain in his face, and asked with downcast eyes, "Is there anything else I can't touch?"

Looking at Lu Sui's angry and embarrassed expression, he wondered, "She clearly doesn't know anything, and kissing seems like it's her first time, so why does she insist on having sex with him? Is she trying to experience it, or...?"

I can't guess.

Shen Qinghuai couldn't guess where those so-called possessive desires came from, and he also found it hard to imagine that such a noble and arrogant young master would be willing to lie under him.

"Lu Sui, where can't I touch you?" he added, "Wasn't I allowed to touch you just now?"

Lu Sui's exquisite Adam's apple bobbed twice, his thin, white fingertips gripped the carpet tightly until his knuckles turned slightly white, his face still cold. "Get out."

"I understand, I won't touch it again next time, I'm sorry." Shen Qinghuai nodded, and after leaving the bedroom, he took out a few tissues and pressed them against his collarbone. His white shirt underneath was already stained with a little blood. He leaned forward, pulled the hem of his shirt out from his waistband, took out a few more tissues, and used them to wipe away the blood that was about to flow down to his stomach before going to the bathroom to clean up.

Lu Sui bit down so hard it was as if she wanted to brand the tooth mark onto the spot. Shen Qinghuai simply moved the paper away, and the wound started bleeding again. He could only press it down hard. He couldn't find the first-aid kit, so he sent a message to Chen Jingmo.

Shen Niufen: Is there a first-aid kit here?

Chen Jingmo, who was tidying up clothes in her room, heard her phone ring and sat down on the edge of the bed to pick it up.

Chen Jingmo: What did you two do?!

Chen Jingmo: You hurt Lu Sui?!

Chen Jingmo: How could you be so rude?!

Shen Niu Fen: I was injured myself.

Chen Jingmo: How did you get hurt? Where are you hurt? Who hurt you?

Chen Jingmo: Is it because I deserve it? (Withdraws)

Shen Niu Fen: Collarbone, bitten by Lu Sui.

Chen Jingmo: Serves you right! You must have made him angry! The first-aid kit is in the kitchen cabinet drawer.

Shen Niufen: Thank you.

Chen Jingmo ignored him and started video chatting with Lu Sui.

"Your Majesty, your grandson has sent you a video call..."

Lu Sui was still sitting on the ground. He rubbed his inner thighs as he answered the call. The screen displayed Lu Sui's cold and ruthless face. "It's not evening yet."

It refers to making video calls at night.

It hasn't arrived yet.

Chen Jingmo tilted his head back and fell onto the bed. "I just wanted to video chat with you right now. Why do your eyes look a little red? Did you cry?"

"I didn't," Lu Sui said. "You're the one who cried."

"Yes, yes, I cried. Do you want some milk tea?"

"Yes," Lu Sui said. "You told me not to drink it, saying it's unhealthy."

"I'll buy you something healthy." Chen Jingmo was video chatting with Lu Sui, switching apps to order milk tea for her, adding lots of toppings, and then asked, "What is Shen Qinghuai cooking for you tonight?"

Lu Sui said, "I don't want to eat."

I don't want to eat what Shen Qinghuai made.

Chen Jingmo's heart softened completely. "I feel like you've become a left-behind child as soon as I leave. You can't not eat. I'll order takeout for you, and Shen Qinghuai will pick it up later."

"Don't mention him."

Chen Jingmo paused, then suddenly sat up in bed. "Did he bully you?"

"Um."

"How did he bully you?" Chen Jingmo put his phone on the bed, put on his coat, and said, "Tell me, and I'll go back and beat him up right now!"

"Shen Qinghuai touched me."

"Holy crap?" Chen Jingmo dressed even faster, opened his chat with Shen Qinghuai, and before he could finish typing a string of curses, he heard Lu Sui say, "Send me a few more movies."