On the first day of school, the school beauty in black stockings took me to a hotel.

"Hahaha! My dear consort, the way you walk... are you getting ready to participate in a Donald Duck impersonation show?"

Su Wanqing was both embarrassed and angry: "Laugh at your grandpa! It's all your fault! Come and help me up!"

Liu Yu quickly stopped laughing and went over to help her.

With his help, Su Wanqing slowly moved to the sofa and sat down.

After sitting down, she pinched Liu Yu's arm hard: "You're still laughing! Liu Yu, let me tell you, this isn't over! When you're old and can't walk anymore, see how I'll laugh at you!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I won't laugh anymore." Liu Yu raised his hands in surrender, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but turn up.

He helped Su Wanqing cover her legs with the blanket and teased, "But my dear consort, you really need to work on your training. Your physical condition isn't very good. With such a small amount of exercise, you're already..."

"This is so little exercise? Liu Yu, do you want to listen to what you're saying? From noon until now, several hours have passed? This is 'little' exercise? This intensity is almost like a triathlon!"

"It's not that exaggerated. I think it's alright."

"You think it's okay because you're a pervert!"

Su Wanqing retorted angrily, but then her eyes darted around, and she remembered a joke she'd seen online, a malicious smile spreading across her face. "However... Comrade Liu Yu, I advise you not to get too cocky. I've heard..."

She deliberately drew out her voice as she looked at Liu Yu.

Liu Yu was pouring broth into the pot when he heard this and looked up: "What did you hear?"

Su Wanqing cleared her throat and, mimicking the tone of online "science popularization," said, enunciating each word clearly, "As the old saying goes, 'There are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not land that is over-plowed!'"

"puff!!!!"

Liu Yu's hand trembled, and he almost spilled the soup on the coffee table.

He turned his head. "Su, Wan, Qing! Where did you hear all this nonsense?!"

Su Wanqing tilted her head, looking completely innocent: "What, is that wrong? This is the crystallization of the people's wisdom, a truth that has stood the test of history! Your Majesty, although you are currently full of vigor and vitality, you must also pay attention to sustainable development; a slow and steady stream is the only way to achieve lasting success!"

Liu Yu looked at her smug expression and felt both annoyed and amused.

He put down the soup pot, walked to the sofa, and looked down at Su Wanqing.

"A slow and steady approach, huh? Fine, then I'll start by thoroughly cultivating this 'land' of yours!"

As he spoke, he made a gesture as if to bend down.

Su Wanqing immediately cowered, quickly covering her chest with her hands: "Hey, hey, hey! I was wrong! Your Majesty! I was just joking! Your Majesty, please calm down! I was just talking nonsense! Your Majesty is invincible and will last for a thousand generations! You are an ox, the strongest iron ox! A diamond ox!"

Liu Yu was amused and stopped making any more moves: "Now you know fear?"

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty! Please go check the hot pot, the broth is almost boiling!"

Liu Yu snorted and turned back to continue fiddling with the hot pot.

He had his back to Su Wanqing, but the corners of his mouth were turned up in a smile.

This girl is getting more and more outrageous.

But... he likes it.

Su Wanqing watched Liu Yu's retreating figure and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she still refused to completely admit defeat.

She muttered under her breath, "You just wait... once I've eaten and drunk my fill and regained my strength, you're finished! Let's see who begs for mercy first!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuquan calmly replied while adding sliced ​​beef to the pot, "Impossible. My eight-pack abs aren't just for show."

"Eight yuan? It's clearly six yuan!"

Liu Yu paused, turned around, and said, "Six yuan? Su Wanqing, did your math teacher teach you PE? Or were you too shy to count properly when you were touching it?"

"Who's shy! It's six pieces! I counted them clearly!"

Liu Yu put down his chopsticks, straightened up, walked to Su Wanqing, and lifted the hem of her loungewear.

His toned waist and abdomen were instantly revealed, with incredibly clear muscle lines.

"Come here," Liu Yu grabbed Su Wanqing's hand and pressed it directly onto his abs, "You count them carefully for me, how many are there? From left to right, from top to bottom, count them one by one. If you can't count them all, you're not allowed to have hot pot tonight."

Su Wanqing's face flushed red instantly. She tried to pull her hand away, but Liu Yu held it tightly.

"Count them," Liu Yu urged.

Su Wanqing steeled herself, her fingers trembling, and actually began to count them one by one.

"One, two... three, four... five, six..." When she counted to the sixth piece, her fingers hesitated at the bottom.

Liu Yu's abs aren't exaggerated; they're more like the lean, muscular physique of a young man.

The bottom two pieces are not as prominent as the top six pieces, but the lines are still clear.

"There are two pieces below, although they are not so obvious, they are still separate."

Liu Yu guided her fingers downwards: "Touch here, can you feel it? This part is separate from the top."

Su Wanqing gently ran her fingers over the area and could indeed feel the muscle separation.

"...Seven, eight." She finished counting softly, then quickly pulled her hand back. "Alright, alright, eight yuan! It really is eight yuan! Your Majesty, please put the clothes down! It's an eyesore!"

"Eye-watering?"

Liu Yu raised an eyebrow, but instead of putting down the clothes, he bent down and leaned closer to her. "Who was it that was touching you so enthusiastically just now?"

His aura was overwhelming, the aura of male hormones.

Su Wanqing felt her body temperature rising rapidly. "No, don't let me touch you... If you touch me again... If you touch me again, something bad will happen!"

She's really scared now.

This man is a walking hormone generator; any move he makes can make her heart race.

If this continues, she might get "eaten" again before she even gets to eat hot pot.

Liu Yu chuckled softly, straightened up, tidied the hem of his clothes, and stopped teasing her.

"So what if something happens? I have plenty of energy anyway."

Su Wanqing muttered under her breath, "You filthy scoundrel..."

Unexpectedly, Liu Yu had such sharp ears that he heard it again.

He put down the dishes in his hand, turned around, and walked step by step toward Su Wanqing with a mischievous expression on his face.

"What...what are you planning to do now?"

"Did someone just call me a 'scoundrel'?"

"I...I didn't say that! You misheard!"

"My hearing is excellent. Since you've already called me a hooligan, wouldn't it be a waste of my reputation if I didn't do what a hooligan does?"

Su Wanqing pressed her hands against Liu Yu's chest, closed her eyes, and shouted, "I was wrong! Your Majesty! I was wrong!!! A slip of the tongue! It was absolutely a slip of the tongue! Your Majesty is a virtuous gentleman! A man of unwavering integrity! A paragon of male virtue!"

Liu Yu was amused by her again and stopped what he was doing.

Su Wanqing peeked open one eye and saw him smiling. Emboldened a little, she said, "Your Majesty... let me rest for a while... really, my legs are still weak... let's eat first, okay? Once I've eaten and regained my strength, I'll... serve Your Majesty properly again..."