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

"No entry!"

The sound trembled slightly, but it was very faint; the bathroom was very soundproof.

"Get out!"

"Okay, be careful, we're not in a hurry." Shen Qinghuai didn't leave the bedroom. He sat on the sofa waiting for Lu Sui. After sitting for half a minute, he went outside to pour half a glass of warm water and also took the vase on the table into the bedroom.

Lu Sui came out in her pajamas and saw Shen Qinghuai sitting on the sofa instead of waiting outside. She looked at him coldly, her fingertips red with smudges. "You didn't go out. You lied to me."

Everyone heard it.

So annoying.

"I'm sorry, I was worried you'd hurt yourself, so I waited here to put my mind at ease." Shen Qinghuai handed her the cup. "Have a couple of sips to rehydrate."

Lu Sui took a step forward, her slightly cool fingers resting on Shen Qinghuai's wrist. Her thin, soft lips touched the rim of the cup, and seeing that Shen Qinghuai did not move, she lightly licked the cup with her soft tongue, indicating that he should tilt the cup so that she could not drink the water.

Shen Qinghuai's jaw tightened slightly, and he suddenly felt thirsty, his body burning with thirst. Lu Sui's face could charm a whole bunch of people. He thought of the group chat in the confession wall he had accidentally entered last time. The name was "Construction Team Repairing Electric Meters in Xiaoliu Village," which was very misleading, but everyone in it was talking about Lu Sui.

[Daddy's so handsome, I'm drooling!]

[If I had his face, I'd rent an entire fishpond and have them lick my shoes every day!]

[That little madman's waist isn't just a waist, it's a scimitar that can take my life! I want to die on his body, I want him to slap me, I want him to whip me!]

[Did you guys see that? He glared at me today! It felt so good, so good I just...]

[That little madman is a walking clothes rack; even the ugliest clothes look good on him! No, wait, the key is his face—he's so handsome! Family background, height, good looks—what's missing? I'm so jealous!]

[Oh my god, have you ever seen Lu Sui with a high ponytail? Red hair in a high ponytail, she looks absolutely stunning!]

[Do you think Lu Sui likes boys or girls? If I dress up nicely and try to pursue him, will he like me?]

[To the person upstairs, please state whether you are male or female first.]

[Male, likes men.]

[Holy crap, aren't you a senior? An old cow eating young grass? Get lost!]

……

Lu Sui released Shen Qinghuai's wrist, his lips left the rim of the cup, and he held the cup himself. Seeing that Shen Qinghuai neither let go nor spoke, he raised his eyebrows coldly and turned to dry his hair.

Shen Qinghuai realized he had been daydreaming, took a shallow breath, and asked in a magnetic, husky voice, "Aren't you going to drink?"

"It wasn't poured for me."

"I poured this for you. I was a little distracted just now, sorry." Shen Qinghuai was about to feed it to Lu Sui, but Lu Sui picked it up and drank it all in one gulp, looking like he was really thirsty.

Shen Qinghuai dried Lu Sui's hair. His hair was very long, reaching above his hips and covering his lower back. Shen Qinghuai asked, "Haven't you cut your hair?"

Lu Sui said, "You find it troublesome."

He always felt that he understood Shen Qinghuai's meaning, and he always used confident declarative sentences, as if using questions would put him at a disadvantage.

"If you don't mind the trouble, I would like to say that hair is a product of blood and qi, and people with poor blood and qi are not suitable for having very long hair."

"I don't have any blood or qi deficiency." Lu Sui placed the cup heavily on the table.

Shen Qinghuai pointed out, "Your hands and feet are always cold; that means your blood and qi are not in good condition."

"You want me to cut your hair, but you think it's too much trouble." Lu Sui finished the rest of his water.

"It's no trouble at all," Shen Qinghuai replied patiently. He then asked, "Would you like some more?"

"Um."

Shen Qinghuai took a cup to pour water for Lu Sui. When he returned, Lu Sui was cutting his hair with scissors. He took the scissors from Lu Sui's hand, frowned, and said in a controlled tone, "I really don't mind the trouble. Keep it if you like."

"I don't like it." It's troublesome to manage, combing my hair is troublesome, and I always press on it when I sleep at night. Tying my hair up in a high ponytail feels very heavy and pulling.

"Cut it to this length." Lu Sui gestured with his fingers, indicating that he wanted it to be less than an inch above his hips.

Shen Qinghuai felt guilty, but Lu Sui had already cut his hair, so he had to keep cutting it. He touched his hair, which felt great to the touch, and said, "Let's blow-dry it first. I'll look for a tutorial on my phone."

Shen Qinghuai blow-dried Lu Sui's hair until it was half dry, applied hair oil, and then dried it completely. He then clumsily cut off a section of Lu Sui's hair, trimming it as he learned from a tutorial. After tidying it up, he was a little reluctant to throw it away and felt it was necessary to clarify again, "Lu Sui, I don't mind the trouble."

"Is it because I don't like it? Is it done yet?"

"Um."

Lu Sui went to look in the mirror, touched it uncomfortably, tied her hair up with a hair tie, sat on the bed, took the remote and turned off the main light, "Let's begin."

"it is good."

Seeing Lu Sui sitting obediently on the edge of the bed, Shen Qinghuai felt a little nervous for some reason. He walked over, placed his hands on the bedside of Lu Sui's legs, bent down and kissed him. Their lips met, their saliva exchanged. This kiss seemed to have a different emotion than before. When his palate was licked, Lu Sui bit him, his voice muffled by the kiss, "No."

"it is good."

Lu Sui stopped kissing and, while catching her breath, moved back and lay down on the bed. The mattress was slightly sunken because Shen Qinghuai had knelt down over. He leaned over but didn't press down on Lu Sui, supporting himself on his elbows. His kissing skills weren't particularly good, but he was very serious, always kissing gently so as not to hurt Lu Sui.

"Uh... your voice is so loud, keep it away from my ear."

Shen Qinghuai restrainedly moved his lips away from Lu Sui's neck. His breath was damp, and Lu Sui's neck felt a little chilly as it was suddenly exposed to the air without a source of warmth. He moved closer to Shen Qinghuai, the living source of warmth, his ear brushing against Shen Qinghuai's lips. Shen Qinghuai tilted his head slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Weren't you telling me to stay away from your ear?"

Should we allow the kiss or not?

Which statement doesn't mean the opposite?

Why him, and not someone else?

Lu Sui turned his head around, wanting to speak, but his mind went blank for two seconds. Shen Qinghuai bit open the plastic cube packaging, put the candy inside in his mouth. The candy was lime-flavored, which Lu Sui loved. He treated Lu Sui's mouth like a small jar that couldn't pour out honey, kissing it all over. He then took a moment to bite open another plastic package that was bigger than the first one.

He continued to kiss Lu Sui, but only on the lips. Lu Sui wouldn't allow him to kiss the ears or the collarbone. He warned Shen Qinghuai in a cold voice not to take off his shirt, and Shen Qinghuai obeyed.

"Is it alright?"

"go out……"