Miss Si's feigned innocence went too far, and the aloof Mr. Bo was easily swayed.

233, wearing the red scarf given to it by Si Yuan, looked like a victorious general.

Proud and smug.

Bo Yusen glanced at it indifferently, ignoring the person and the machine on the terrace.

I dived into the water and continued swimming.

Si Yuan squatted on the terrace, propping her chin up as she watched the people in the pool.

During butterfly stroke, his back curve is fully extended, and his shoulder blades open and close with the stroke, like wings ready to take flight.

The power of the waist and abdomen was faintly visible through the ripples of water, and each leg kick carried an unstoppable momentum.

Si Yuan recalled that crazy night, how that lean waist seemed tireless, moving all night long.

It made her back ache for several days.

As he took a breath, he tilted his head back slightly, his wet hair plastered to his forehead, water droplets clinging to his eyelashes, his gaze focused yet languid.

The interplay of extreme power and effortless relaxation creates an aggressively sexy aesthetic.

Si Yuan used to be unable to understand why girls liked to go watch boys play basketball.

At that moment, she seemed to understand something.

Just as boys love to look at beautiful women, girls also love to look at handsome men.

The gazes from the terrace were undisguised and intensely intense.

Bo Yusen swam one round trip and then stopped.

With fingertips hooking the handrail by the pool, a slight effort allows for a steady climb ashore, the movement swift and decisive.

He reached for the thick fleece bathrobe on the table, but a fair and beautiful hand moved faster and picked up the bath towel instead.

"Ninth Master, I'll help you..."

Without waiting for Bo Yusen's reply, she put the bathrobe on him.

Bo Yusen quietly watched Si Yuan, who was bowing her head and tying her belt, looking gentle and virtuous.

In fact—

Because Bo Yusen had just been swimming in cold water and his body temperature hadn't warmed up yet, she was afraid of getting cold hands, so she deliberately avoided his body.

If you accidentally touch him, it feels like his skin is prickly, so you immediately move away.

Oh--

I don't know who it was that insisted on hugging him and rubbing against him in the afternoon.

"Let's go back inside, it's too cold outside."

Si Yuan is genuinely afraid of the cold. In autumn and winter, unless she has to go out for a necessary social event, she just wants to stay in her warm home.

Why haven't you left yet?

Bo Yusen's voice was cold and indifferent, devoid of any warmth.

It was as if he wasn't the one who brought her home and changed her clothes.

"You saved me, and I haven't repaid you yet."

"unnecessary."

Bo Yusen remained ruthless as ever, saying, "I'll save anyone I see today."

"Yeah?"

Si Yuan's fingers gently hooked around the belt at his waist, her bright black eyes fixed on him.

"Then you would also use your hand to cover the other person's stomach..."

"I will hold her..."

"Will you let her sleep in your bed?"

Bo Yusen grasped Si Yuan's hand; despite being wrapped in thick clothes, her hand wasn't warm at all. "Will..."

Si Yuan suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him, their lips touching briefly before parting. She smiled like a little fox.

"I know you won't. If you lie again, I'll kiss you. One lie, one kiss; two lies, two kisses..."

If Bo Yusen were truly so benevolent, this house would have been filled with women long ago, leaving no room for her to enter.

It turns out that not only women like to say one thing but mean another; men do too.

However, she hoped that Bo Yusen would lie again, so that it would prove that he wanted her to kiss him.

If you want her to kiss you, doesn't that mean you like her?

If you like her, doesn't that mean you can't live without her?

If it really comes to that, she will have lived up to her mother's and Aunt Shuqing's teachings all along.

233⁄(⁄⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄⁄)⁄ (covering eyes): [I didn't see anything.]

Bo Yusen looked at Si Yuan with unreadable eyes, "Is this how you coax Mingche too?"

"Of course not... I'm just trying to coax you like that."

"Oh--"

Bo Yusen didn't know whether he believed it or not, and turned to leave.

Si Yuan immediately followed, "Ninth Master, please try the chestnut pastries I made myself. Although it's my first time making them, they're really delicious."

however--

When Si Yuan opened the chestnut pastry box, the smile on her face instantly froze.

She had originally made chestnut pastries in the shape of the twelve zodiac animals, but when she helped Shen Xingzhu catch her cheating in the morning, she used whatever she had to hit people.

The chestnut pastry was so crumbly it crumbled into dust.

233(๑•.•๑): [Ah Yuan, what is this?]

Si Yuan was completely flustered. She rummaged around for a bit and found Bo Yusen's zodiac sign inside.

"Thank goodness... Ninth Master, as expected of your zodiac sign, this little dragon only lost two horns, the rest of it is fine."

Si Yuan handed the chestnut pastry to Bo Yusen with both hands, "Try it, I was praying the whole time I was making it."

"Especially when making it in the shape of a dragon, the prayers are the most sincere, hoping that the person who eats it will be healthy, safe, happy and successful."

Bo Yusen looked at the little dragon that Si Yuan was carefully holding, his eyes calm and unwavering. "I hate sweets."

Si Yuan: "..."

Nonsense, her information couldn't be wrong, he clearly likes sweets.

He clearly just didn't want to eat what she made.

Si Yuan opened her mouth as if to say something, but Bo Yusen's phone rang, and he went to his study to handle official business.

Si Yuan sat speechlessly on the sofa and bit into Bo Yusen's zodiac animal.

As if struck by a thought, Si Yuan's eyes lit up.

"233, make me a cup of Da Hong Pao tea."

233(o^▽^o): [Okay. 】

In the study.

Bo Yusen sat in front of his computer, concentrating on catching up on the work he had missed that day.

"Knock knock knock—"

A knock sounded on the door, one light and two heavy, clearly not 233.

Si Yuan seemed to have anticipated that Bo Yusen would not respond to her, and simply pushed open the door and went inside.

At this time, Bo Yusen had already changed into his home clothes.

Wearing a black turtleneck sweater and matching casual pants, with her hair casually down, she shed her usual cold and serious demeanor.

At this moment, he appeared languid, refined, and sexy.

"Ninth Master...you've been working for an hour, it's time for a break."

Si Yuan carried a crimson robe in one hand and a gift of immortality delivered by someone in the other as she entered the study.

"A balance between work and rest is essential for high work efficiency."

Bo Yusen glanced at her indifferently, "It's more efficient when no one is bothering you."

Si Yuan pouted, "I don't want to bother you either, but you haven't had any water for hours."

Si Yuan handed the red robe to Bo Yusen, saying, "People who don't like to drink water are prone to developing kidney stones, which will require surgery and further disrupt their work."

Bo Yusen: "..."

"I've had 233 rinse the Da Hong Pao twice; it's not too strong and tastes great."

Bo Yusen continued working, completely ignoring Si Yuan.

Si Yuan was not discouraged. She walked to Bo Yusen's side and gently patted his arm.

Bo Yusen frowned. "Miss Si is alright, you can go home now."

"Something came up." Si Yuan pointed to Bo Yusen's legs. "May I sit on them?"

Bo Yusen: "..."

He didn't speak, and Si Yuan took it as a yes. She crawled under his arm and sat across his lap with her legs spread apart.

As she got closer, Si Yuan immediately smelled the unique scent of Yuanshan Dai's shower gel. It smelled wonderful, and she liked it very much.

She hooked one arm around his neck, smiling brightly: "I have a way to make Ninth Master like drinking water."