This person is clearly a male protagonist in a female-oriented novel, yet he is excessively lucid.

The afternoon sun shone through the car windows, casting dappled shadows on the seats.

Yu Chenzhou gripped the steering wheel steadily, soft music flowing from the car stereo, while Xiao Yilin in the passenger seat hummed along to the melody, tapping her toes on the floor mat.

The two chatted back and forth about some interesting things they had seen and heard over the years, their laughter mingling with the wind as it passed through the half-open car window.

Finally, when the navigation indicated "Destination reached," the car stopped at the entrance of the residential area where Xiao Yilin had mentioned "temporarily staying with relatives."

Upon arriving at the guard post at the entrance of the residential area, Xiao Yilin rolled down the car window, greeted the security guard familiarly, and casually asked...

"Uncle Zhang is on the day shift today."

The other party smiled and agreed, and quickly raised the barrier to let them pass.

The vehicle slowly drove through the rows of villas, with lush camphor trees lining both sides of the asphalt road and roses scattered among the neatly trimmed bushes.

Looking around, he saw carved beams and painted rafters, green lawns and fountains. Yu Chenzhou raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Xiao Yilin beside him.

"Your relative is incredibly generous! Lending out a villa in the city's most luxurious villa district so readily—that's quite a gesture!"

Yu Chenzhou glanced at the sign hanging by the roadside that read "Private Area, No Entry Without Permission," and asked with feigned surprise, his tone deliberately probing.

"Of course! Who can blame me for being so likable?"

Xiao Yilin proudly raised her chin, her eyes curving into crescents.

"Aren't you envious that I have relatives like this?"

This is the house of my grandfather's childhood friend's nephew. He does business abroad most of the time, and since the house was just sitting empty, he generously lent it to me.

As she spoke, she gave Yu Chenzhou directions, her tone carrying a hint of deliberate boasting, but she didn't notice the fleeting smile in Yu Chenzhou's eyes.

"Grandpa's childhood friend's nephew... After all this roundabout talk, aren't you just talking about your billionaire father?"

Yu Chenzhou listened to her flawed explanation, suppressed a laugh and didn't press the matter further, only silently criticizing her in his heart.

He knew Xiao Yilin's thoughts all too well. She didn't want her love to be tainted, so she pretended to be from an "ordinary family."

Yu Chenzhou not only had no intention of exposing this adorable cover-up, but also found it particularly amusing.

I want to play along with her and see how long she can keep up this "pretense".

The vehicle eventually stopped in front of a light gray French-style villa, with particularly impressive Roman columns in front of the door.

"We've arrived, this is the building!"

Xiao Yilin's eyes lit up as she pointed to the parking space on the left side of the villa.

"There's parking over there. You park your car first, and I'll open the door so you don't have to come with me later."

As soon as the car came to a stop, before Yu Chenzhou could even pull the handbrake, Xiao Yilin eagerly pushed open the car door, even forgetting to take the bag that was beside her.

She quickly pointed to the parking space next to her, then dashed into the villa in her high heels.

Yu Chenzhou watched her slightly hurried departure and shook his head helplessly.

He knew perfectly well that the girl was probably in a hurry to tidy up the family photo in the room and the things in the living room that might reveal their identities.

So Yu Chenzhou wasn't in a hurry. He slowly parked the car, engaged the handbrake, turned off the engine, and even picked up her bag before walking slowly toward the carved solid wood door.

As soon as I pushed open the slightly ajar door, a faint, pleasant fragrance wafted out.

Xiao Yilin was already waiting in the entryway, wearing a beige loungewear.

Before Yu Chenzhou could even change his shoes and stand properly, she quickly stepped forward, grabbed his wrist, and led him upstairs, her tone tinged with urgency:

"My room is on the second floor, east side. The other rooms belong to relatives, so you can't just go in."

Come help me pack my luggage, we need to get back before dinner.

Following her into the bedroom on the second floor, Yu Chenzhou couldn't help but look her over.

Light-colored wallpaper is paired with natural wood furniture, and a few professional books and a simple metal table lamp are placed on the desk.

The wardrobe doors are made of frosted glass, and the whole room is simple and elegant, exuding intellectual beauty, without any of the pink dolls and lace decorations commonly found in young girls' homes.

This perfectly matches the image of Xiao Yilin in his mind: mature and capable, with even the details of her life exuding refinement.

Xiao Yilin walked to the wardrobe.

With a "whoosh," the two doors were pulled open, revealing a room filled with all sorts of clothes, neatly arranged by color.

"These two wardrobes are full of clothes for the current season. I only brought three suitcases, so I can only take some of them with me for now."

She turned around, put her hands behind her back, and looked at Yu Chenzhou with a smile, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"You can do whatever you want. Anything you want me to wear for you to see, you can put it in. I'll do as you say."

Anyone with eyes can see that she's not just "picking out a portion"; she clearly intends to move there permanently.

Yu Chenzhou didn't stand on ceremony with her. His gaze swept around the wardrobe and landed on the top drawer first.

Inside, pajamas, underwear, and stockings were neatly folded.

He specifically chose sexy styles to put in his suitcase: the sheen of silk pajamas, the exquisiteness of lace lingerie, and stockings of various colors. These intimate apparel items alone filled a 28-inch suitcase to the brim.

Next were the various skirts hanging there. Mini skirts and strapless dresses, which could highlight her figure, were naturally the first choice, and another suitcase was quickly filled.

The last box was used to store her work clothes, formal wear for formal occasions, and jackets and shawls to match her skirts.

While Yu Chenzhou was focused on helping her choose underwear, Xiao Yilin was already sitting in front of the dressing table.

I sorted the necklaces and earrings from the jewelry box into velvet storage bags, and arranged the cosmetics in the order of skincare and makeup into my makeup bag.

She would occasionally glance at him through the mirror, neither offering a helping hand nor speaking to stop him, but simply sitting there quietly waiting, a faint smile always on her lips.

She knew Yu Chenzhou's preferences better than anyone else, and she knew that his seemingly "picky" choices hid his care for her. She didn't mind showing her most beautiful side in front of him.

Xiao Yilin got up from the dressing table, walked to the bedside and sat down, her fair thighs casually draped over the edge of the bed, her toes unconsciously swinging gently.

As she moved, the hem of her skirt rode up a little, revealing a section of her long, smooth legs.

"Are you all packed?"

Seeing that the three suitcases on the floor were already bulging, she leaned forward on the edge of the bed, smiled and asked, her voice tinged with languor.

"Okay, come and take a look!"

Yu Chenzhou straightened up, glanced at the neatly arranged boxes on the ground, and turned to ask her.

"I've packed my underwear, my usual skirts, and my work clothes. Now let's see if I've forgotten any essentials."

"I have all the necessities. These clothes are enough for daily wear. I just need to bring a few pairs of my favorite high heels."

Xiao Yilin got up from the bed, straightened her clothes, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed several pairs of stockings that hadn't been put away yet in the bottom drawer of the wardrobe.

A playful thought instantly popped into her head. Her eyes lit up, and she sat back down on the edge of the bed, deliberately lifting one leg and swinging it, her tone carrying a hint of coquettishness:

"You used to say that I have nice legs and it would be a shame if I didn't wear stockings, remember?"

Seeing how hard you packed my luggage today, I'll give you a reward.

As soon as she finished speaking, she deliberately raised her fair and slender legs even higher and swayed them gently.

As if displaying his "trophies," he then gave a sly smile.

"Come on, help me change my stockings."

Xiao Yilin's eyes sparkled, like two little stars, as she looked straight at Yu Chenzhou with a mischievous yet expectant smile.

Yu Chenzhou's gaze almost instinctively fell on her legs, where sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, making her skin appear even whiter.

His Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't say much. He simply bent down and carefully helped her take off her high heels.

The moment the high heels left the classroom, a pair of small, delicate feet were revealed.

Her toes were round and full, and her nails were painted with bright rose-red nail polish, which shimmered with a delicate luster in the sunlight, exuding a touch of sophisticated urban elegance.

Which pair should I get?

Yu Chenzhou suppressed the pounding in his heart, straightened up, turned his gaze to the neatly stacked stockings in the wardrobe, and lowered his voice than usual.

"It's your decision, I trust your judgment."

Without a second thought, Xiao Yilin blurted out the answer, her tone resolute, her words filled with trust and undisguised affection for him.

In her heart, Yu Chenzhou's choice was always the one that pleased her the most.

Moreover, the purpose of wearing stockings is also for the other person to see.

Yu Chenzhou didn't refuse and picked out a pair of delicate flesh-colored stockings from the drawer.

He knew this was one of Xiao Yilin's favorite styles, as it was versatile and flattering to her skin tone.

After selecting the stockings, Yu Chenzhou squatted down, gently pinching the top of the stockings with his fingers, and clumsily helped her put them on, afraid of tearing them by using too much force.

His movements were somewhat flustered, and the occasional touch of his fingertips to her cool skin caused a slight tremor in both of them.

Xiao Yilin sat quietly, watching his focused and nervous expression, her smile growing even stronger.

That smile held the satisfaction of being cherished, and even more so, the unspoken sweetness between the two.

"Stand up for a moment!"

Yu Chenzhou half-squatted on the carpet, his fingertips pinching the edge of the stockings, slowly pulling the gossamer-thin material down to Xiao Yilin's thigh before looking up and speaking.

At this moment, there was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, his voice was noticeably hoarse, and the end of his voice trembled slightly.

Hehehe.

Xiao Yilin chuckled softly, obediently propping herself up on the edge of the bed, casually lifting her skirt, not caring at all about the exposed skin.

And she didn't care at all about Yu Chenzhou's gaze on her; her clear eyes were full of smiles.

This was simply to make it easier for Yu Chenzhou to help her put on her stockings.

"Little goblin!"

Seeing her so calm and composed, without any sign of defensiveness, Yu Chenzhou shook his head helplessly.

After muttering a complaint under his breath, his hands unconsciously quickened their pace.

I carefully pulled her stockings up until they conformed to the curves of her body, and then they were neatly arranged.

After putting on her stockings, Xiao Yilin leaned forward and fell directly into Yu Chenzhou's arms.

"What kind of demon is it? The White Bone Demon or a fox spirit?"

Xiao Yilin deftly wrapped her arm around the back of his neck, her fingertips gently hooking his earlobe. Their eyes met, a mischievous smile playing in her eyes, and she asked in a coquettish tone.

"If you keep causing trouble like this, I won't be so polite!"

After catching her steadily, Yu Chenzhou naturally wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

You can clearly feel the warmth through the fabric at your fingertips.

He sighed helplessly, but there was no blame in his tone; instead, there was a hint of amusement and exasperation.

"Then why don't you hold back!"

Xiao Yilin tilted her chin up defiantly, then tiptoed and gently touched his cheek with her soft red lips, like a feather brushing against him, carrying a faint fragrance.

"Ha, who's afraid of who!"

Yu Chenzhou was slightly aroused by her words, chuckled softly, and simply leaned down to kiss her lips accurately.

This kiss was not a fleeting touch, but a deep, tender kiss, gentle yet with an irresistible force.

Xiao Yilin didn't dodge; instead, she raised her hand to hug his back, her fingertips gently grasping his clothes, and responded tenderly while standing on tiptoe.

Sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the beige curtains, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

The air seemed to be filled with a sweet scent, and even the sparrows that had landed on the windowsill wisely flapped their wings and flew away.