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Yunxi Bay Villa District.

When Su Hao drove Li Qiuchan and Song Xiaoxiao over, it was already completely dark.

"Please choose any guest room on the first floor."

Li Qiuchan took off her high heels, stepped barefoot on the solid wood floor, and pointed to several rooms at the end of the corridor.

"The bedding is all clean, so you can move in right away."

After saying that, she led Song Xiaoxiao upstairs. After climbing two steps, she suddenly stopped.

"By the way, there are a few rules I need to make clear first."

Su Hao was looking around the living room when he heard this and turned around: "What rules?"

"First: You are responsible for cleaning the first floor, including sweeping, mopping, and wiping the windows at least twice a week."

"no problem."

"Second: No one is allowed to go up to the second floor without my permission."

Su Hao raised an eyebrow: "What if the second floor catches fire?"

"Then wait until the fire reaches my room door before coming up." Li Qiuchan rolled her eyes at Su Hao.

"Alright."

"Third, you are not allowed to do strange things or watch strange videos in your room."

Song Xiaoxiao, who had been listening nearby, couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up for Su Hao: "Cousin, aren't these three rules a bit too harsh?"

"I can accept all the cleaning duties on the first floor, but you won't even let him go up to the second floor. The most outrageous thing is that whatever he does in his own room is his freedom, why are you interfering? He's supposed to be your fiancé, why are you acting like a tenant?"

"Well said!" Su Hao immediately felt a deep respect for Song Xiaoxiao, feeling that he had never encountered such wonderful news before.

Li Qiuchan turned her head and glared at Song Xiaoxiao: "Which side are you on?"

Song Xiaoxiao shrank back and said with a forced smile, "Of course it's for you, cousin!"

"Then don't speak up for him."

Li Qiuchan snorted and turned to Su Hao, saying, "Remind me tomorrow at noon that I need to pick someone up from the airport."

"Who are you picking up?"

"My best friend, Wen Lan, is coming back from abroad. She'll arrive at noon."

Su Hao gave an OK sign: "No problem, I've got it covered."

Upon entering the master bedroom on the second floor, Li Qiuchan closed the door and asked bluntly, "Xiaoxiao, do you like Su Hao?"

Song Xiaoxiao's smile froze on her face instantly, and then her face turned red to her ears at a visible speed.

"Cousin! What...what nonsense are you talking about!"

She waved her hands frantically, "I...how could I possibly like that kind of scoundrel!"

"Then why were you so nice to him at the Li family's house today?" Li Qiuchan crossed her arms, leaned against the wardrobe, and looked at her calmly. "You didn't always treat boys like this."

"That's because...that's because..." Song Xiaoxiao's mind raced, and she finally found a reasonable excuse.

"That's because he can cure my extremely yin constitution! Of course I should treat him well!"

Li Qiuchan breathed a sigh of relief: "I see. Okay, I'll communicate with Su Hao more about this. You don't need to fawn over him too much."

"Okay, okay." Song Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly, but her mind was elsewhere.

"I'm going to collect the laundry. You can go play by yourself."

Li Qiuchan pushed open the French windows and walked onto the balcony.

A gentle night breeze carried the sweet fragrance of gardenias from the garden.

Several pieces of clothing washed yesterday hung on the clothes rack, swaying gently in the wind.

Li Qiuchan reached for a shirt, but a sudden gust of wind blew up a pair of thin, lace-trimmed panties hanging on the clothes rack, causing them to flutter and fly over the balcony railing.

"Why!"

Li Qiuchan reached out to grab it, but grasped at nothing. She could only watch helplessly as the black lace panties swirled in the night wind and slowly drifted downstairs.

At that moment, Su Hao was standing by the window in the room, staring blankly at the night sky.

He misses his three masters.

I wonder how they are doing on the mountain?

Has the master secretly taken the "Smiling Half-Step Madness" again?

Has the second master developed any new acupuncture techniques?

Did the Third Master set up a new prank in his room?

Just then, Yu Guangzhong suddenly caught a glimpse of a black object floating down from above.

Su Hao instinctively reached out and caught it.

It feels like a thin, soft fabric with a faint scent of laundry detergent.

He paused for a moment, then looked up and met Li Qiuchan's extremely embarrassed eyes on the second-floor balcony.

The air seemed to freeze for three seconds.

"Wife!" Su Hao held up the underwear in his hand.

"Do you want me to take it up for you?"

"No need!" Li Qiuchan practically shouted.

"You stay there! I'll come down and get it myself!"

After saying that, she turned and ran into the room, her footsteps echoing down the stairs.

In less than ten seconds, Li Qiuchan appeared on the first floor.

She walked quickly to Su Hao and snatched the underwear from his hand.

The fabric had already become warm from being held in Su Hao's palm.

Li Qiuchan recoiled as if burned, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

The scene from last night in the bathroom uncontrollably flashed through her mind: she was soaking wet, her private parts exposed, while Su Hao stood at the door, seeing her completely naked.

"The fourth rule is that you are not allowed to stand by the window while the room is open."

Li Qiuchan left behind this utterly ineffective warning, turned around, and quickly fled upstairs.

Su Hao stood there, watching her flustered figure, and helplessly shrugged.

"You hung your own clothes out to dry, but the wind blew them down. Why are you blaming me?"

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In the bedroom on the second floor, Li Qiuchan slammed the door shut, leaned against the door panel, and her chest heaved.

Seeing her like this, Song Xiaoxiao asked curiously, "Cousin, what's wrong? Why is your face so red?"

"It's nothing!" Li Qiuchan said, hiding the underwear behind her back, trying to appear calm.

"It's too windy, and it's a bit hot."

Song Xiaoxiao, with her sharp eyes, immediately spotted the wad of black fabric hidden behind her back and gave a knowing smile: "Oh, so it was your underwear that the wind blew downstairs and Su Hao picked it up, right?"

"How...how did you know?"

"Just a guess."

Song Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows: "How is it? Did Su Hao smell it? Did he try to identify what it smells like?"

"Song Xiaoxiao!" Li Qiuchan rushed over in embarrassment and covered her mouth with her hand.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kick you out!"

"Waaah—I can't breathe—" Song Xiaoxiao struggled to push Li Qiuchan's hand away, then took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack and grabbed her chest.

"Sneak attack!"

"what!"

Li Qiuchan gasped, quickly taking two steps back, clutching her chest, both angry and amused: "You little hooligan!"

"Hehe, I'm just curious, I wanted to touch and see how well my cousin is developing." Song Xiaoxiao grinned mischievously, her five fingers making a grasping motion in the air, giving a look of lingering satisfaction.

"Then I'll touch yours too!" Li Qiuchan retorted, reaching out towards Song Xiaoxiao's chest.

The two rolled around on the bed, their laughter echoing throughout the room.

Suddenly, Song Xiaoxiao's laughter stopped abruptly.

Her body stiffened abruptly, as if a pause button had been pressed, and she collapsed softly onto the bed.

"Little? Little!"

Li Qiuchan was stunned for a moment, thinking she was joking, and reached out to push her shoulder.

"Stop pretending, you can't be fooled by such a simple trick..."

She stopped speaking halfway through her sentence.

The touch from my fingertips was icy cold, as if I were touching not human skin, but a piece of jade just taken out of an ice cellar.

Li Qiuchan looked down and saw that Song Xiaoxiao's face was as pale as paper, her lips were slightly purple, and she had lost consciousness.

Her pupils contracted, and she quickly went to the door to call out, "Su Hao! Come up here right away!"

Almost the instant he finished speaking, Su Hao appeared at the second-floor doorway.

He didn't even make a sound, as if he appeared out of thin air.

"What's wrong?"

"Xiaoxiao has fainted! Come quick and see!" Li Qiuchan was almost crying.

Su Hao quickly stepped forward, squatted down by the bed, and placed two fingers on Song Xiaoxiao's pulse.

The moment his fingertips touched Song Xiaoxiao's wrist, a chilling sensation traveled up his fingertips, causing him to frown.

"Excessive emotional excitement caused the body's cold energy to spiral out of control, triggering the extreme yin constitution!"