After the fake young master left home, he discovered that it wasn't raining at all outside.

Jiang Ci stretched out her hands, which were exceptionally white and tender from being warmed and nourished, with smooth and rosy fingertips. Her purpose was clear: she reached out and touched Zhu Yan's legs.

Zhu Yan raised her foot and pressed it against Jiang Ci's chest. He woke up from his reverie with a look of confusion on his face, his eyes full of joy.

Just a little bit more...

Jiang Ci stared at Zhu Yan with a slightly resentful look in her eyes.

"Aren't you very tired?"

Ignoring Jiang Ci's dissatisfaction, Zhu Yan raised his right leg and firmly stepped on Jiang Ci's chest.

Through Jiang Ci's high-quality linen pajamas, Zhu Yan's cold feet can feel a continuous warmth.

You can also feel Jiang Ci's strong and powerful pectoral muscles.

"If you let me touch you... cough, if you let me massage you, I won't be tired." Jiang Ci bit his lip, a guilty smile spreading across his face.

Zhu Yan chuckled, and the foot he was stepping on wasn't still, stirring up Jiang Ci's heart.

Let's get started...

This thought was threatening to consume him.

No, no, this won't do!

He could guarantee that if he made a move without permission, the young master would probably never let him touch him again for the rest of his life.

(ಥ﹏ಥ)

"You were quite well-behaved today, didn't do anything without permission." Zhu Yan leaned back against the headboard, adjusted his posture, and found a comfortable position to continue stepping.

I'd like to, but I can't afford the consequences!

"Since I've been so good, shouldn't you reward me?" Jiang Ci shamelessly started asking for a reward herself.

Zhu Yan smiled and said, "Tell me, what do you want?"

Jiang Ci thought she had succeeded, and her smile became even more arrogant. "You go to sleep, I'll give you a massage."

Zhu Yan withdrew her raised right foot, nodded, and said, "Okay, go to sleep."

Jiang Ci: ?

No, how could this be?

Jiang Ci panicked. As soon as Zhu Yan put his leg down, Jiang Ci hugged it, placed it against his chest, and then stomped on it.

His hands were also restless; taking advantage of the opportunity, his fingers caressed Zhu Yan's lean and powerful calf muscles.

Even the corners of her mouth subtly turned up.

"I just praised you for being good, and now you're getting all high and mighty? Huh?" Zhu Yan said without any politeness, kicking Jiang Ci in the chest.

The kick was delivered with full force, causing Jiang Ci to grunt and lean backward.

"Young Master, you're bullying me..."

(＞﹏＜)

Jiang Ci felt wronged.

But Jiang Ci has something to say.

"Yeah, that's because I'm bullying you. Weren't you pretty arrogant at first? You even wanted me to be your boyfriend."

Zhu Yan leaned back, her body tilting forward, hands resting on her lap, and asked, "Still going to accept?"

"No, no, I'm not worthy." Zhu Yan brought up old grievances, and Jiang Ci could only lower her head in shame, shaking her head as she answered.

"You have a problem with me bullying you?"

"No objection, it's up to you."

Jiang Ci was so timid that she dared not say another word, nor dared to make any more moves.

At that moment, Xu Zhiyuan happened to come out of the toilet with a towel hanging on his head and saw this scene without any warning.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?!"

He darted over in one stride and rushed to Zhu Yan's bedside.

They saw Zhu Yan stepping on Jiang Ci, while Jiang Ci lowered her head and secretly gloated.

"Little Yan Yan, why did you reward him again!" Xu Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and rushed over, the first thing he did was to push Jiang Ci aside.

If I had known, I would have been the first to take a shower; otherwise, how could I have given Jiang Ci such an opportunity?

Xu Zhiyuan didn't forget to glare at Jiang Ci.

"What are you doing! I was massaging the young master and you rushed over. If you get hurt, can you take responsibility?!" Jiang Ci was almost able to touch him legitimately when Xu Zhiyuan suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

He felt he should find a way to get rid of Xu Zhiyuan, who was like a fly buzzing around the young master every day, and he didn't know how many times he had been harmed by him.

"Do I need you for a massage? The young master only knows how to enjoy himself, has he ever served anyone? I used to massage Xiao Yanyan every day, that's what you call professional!"

Unlike Jiang Ci's cautiousness, Xu Zhiyuan was clearly shameless. His hands, which had never done any heavy work, were still soft and tender, and he grabbed Zhu Yan's leg without any hesitation.

"Little Yanyan, was my massage not comfortable enough? You actually asked this pampered young master who's never lifted a finger to give you a massage?"

Xu Zhiyuan felt a sense of crisis—the crisis of his position being taken away.

Zhu Yan rested his forehead on his hand and silently closed his eyes. He was indeed used to Xu Zhiyuan's loud and boisterous personality.

But he doesn't want to get used to it now.

They kicked Xu Zhiyuan out too.

He had only climbed half the distance, and the other half was taken by sedan chair. Logically, he should have been the most relaxed among them, so it was just a spur-of-the-moment thing.

"Get out of here, all of you." After Zhu Yan chased them away, she lay down on the bed, ready to sleep.

Jiang Ci watched helplessly as Zhu Yan collapsed into bed and fell asleep, but he dared not utter a sound.

My reward...

(╥_╥)

"Xu! Zhi! Yuan!" Jiang Ci turned her gaze to the culprit behind everything, her murderous intent palpable.

Jiang Ci raised her leg and stomped hard on Xu Zhiyuan's foot, trying to vent all her anger.

"Hiss—Jiang Ci!"

Jiang Ci's kick was really vicious; Xu Zhiyuan collapsed onto the bed in pain.

Unable to swallow his anger, he got up, wanting to fight Jiang Ci.

"Go ahead and hit me, come on, hit me." Jiang Ci deliberately stuck out her face for Xu Zhiyuan to hit, "After you're done, try it and see if you and your dad get punished."

Xu Zhiyuan's raised hand ultimately failed to land on Jiang Ci.

He assaulted the crown prince; his entire family would be liable for the loss even if they had several lives.

"Oh, not fighting anymore?" Having spent so much time by Zhu Yan's side, he had almost forgotten his own status, being bullied by Xu Zhiyuan every day. "Last time you slapped me twice on the young master's orders, so I didn't hold it against you. Now, try again—ah!"

"Try arguing again, you two."

Zhu Yan grabbed a pillow from her hand and threw it at the two of them, speaking in an unfriendly tone.

Xu Zhiyuan: 乁║ ˙ 益˙ ║ㄏ

Jiang Ci: ¯_(☯෴☯)_/¯

So the two shut their mouths and stared at each other.

Shen Yan glanced at the two of them before looking away, showing no interest.

The last gaze fell on Zhu Yan.

Oh?

The master didn't blow-dry his hair.

Shen Yan glanced at the two of them again.

Careless.

Then it's not his fault.

Shen Yan found a hairdryer and walked to Zhu Yan's bedside.

"Master, your hair is still wet." Shen Yan hesitated for a moment before turning on the hairdryer and asked first.

"We know, we're waiting for you to act on your own."

Zhu Yan never uses a hairdryer after washing her hair.

Don't ask, it's just laziness.

They just wipe it with a towel and then leave it at that.

But as long as Lu Ze and Xu Zhiyuan are around, there's no need for him to lift a finger.

Shen Yan understood; Zhu Yan meant he agreed.

The hairdryer was plugged in and set to medium. Since Zhu Yan had no intention of getting up, Shen Yan climbed onto the couch and knelt beside her.

Warm air blew out of the machine, making Zhu Yan's smooth hair fly everywhere.

Xu Zhiyuan stood there dumbfounded.

He forgot.

As soon as she came out, she discovered that Jiang Ci was trying to seduce Zhu Yan again. She rushed over in a hurry, completely forgetting about drying her hair.

It's Jiang Ci again!

(╬▔盘▔)

Shen Yan, taking advantage of the moment, leisurely blow-dry Zhu Yan's hair in this peaceful and serene setting.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.