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"You are very gentle and sincere."

Liu Yunshu's voice was soft and gentle, yet it reached his ears clearly, "So, that opportunity... I'll give it to you."

Shen Moci's eyes widened suddenly, as if he couldn't believe his ears, and he stood there for a long time without reacting.

Seeing his dazed expression, Liu Yunshu couldn't help but chuckle, gently poking his cheek: "Are you stupid?"

"No, no!" Shen Moci realized what was happening, and a bright smile instantly bloomed on his face, his eyes shining like they were filled with starlight.

"Yun Shu! You...you're serious?!"

"Um."

Liu Yunshu nodded gently, a tender smile in her eyes.

"I'm willing... to give you a chance to take care of me."

Shen Moci was so excited he almost jumped up. He instinctively wanted to hug her, but was afraid of being too abrupt.

His outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and in the end, he only carefully grasped her wrist.

Her skin was slightly cool and incredibly smooth to the touch, making his heart tremble.

"That's great...that's really great!"

He repeated himself incoherently, his voice filled with barely concealed joy.

"Yunshu, don't worry, I will take good care of you and won't let you suffer any injustice!"

Seeing his excited expression, Liu Yunshu gently squeezed his hand back, her smile tender: "I believe in you."

"So, what are your plans for the future?"

Shen Moci held her hand, his fingertips still trembling slightly.

"The tour has come to an end, and I'll have a relatively relaxed schedule for the next two weeks."

Liu Yunshu gently stroked his warm palm with her fingertips, a faint smile in her eyes.

"Now that we're together, I'll leave the arrangements to you."

Shen Moci tightened his grip on her hand, his voice filled with joy:

"Okay! I'll take you to explore the old alleys of Jiangcheng. There are lots of hidden snacks there..."

He talked on and on about his plans, his eyes brimming with undisguised joy, as if he wanted to present her with all the beautiful things in the world.

Liu Yunshu listened quietly, nodding in agreement from time to time.

In the following days, Shen Moci kept his promise and filled Liu Yunshu's free time with activities.

Their relationship quickly blossomed, from the initial cautious hand-holding to the later natural embraces, the air itself seemed to be filled with sweetness.

That day, the two sat on the rooftop balcony of Shen Moci's house, the evening breeze carrying the coolness of early summer.

Shen Moci walked over with plum wine and two wine cups, and gently placed them on the small rattan table.

The moonlight shone on him, making his gentle features appear even more tender.

"Are you sure you want to drink it? Last time you..."

"What? You underestimate my drinking capacity?"

Liu Yunshu raised an eyebrow and reached for the wine glass, but Shen Moci gently pressed her wrist down.

"How could we dare to look down on our Teacher Liu?"

His fingertips were warm, with a hint of helpless indulgence: "It's just that this wine is sweet, but it has a strong aftereffect. I'm afraid you'll get drunk again like last time."

Shen Moci leaned down, his nose almost touching her forehead, his voice so gentle it could drown a person, "If you get drunk, you'll cause trouble again."

Liu Yunshu deliberately tilted her head back, her eyes full of cunning: "What trouble did you get into? Did you accidentally bump into me, or...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Moci gently covered her mouth.

His eyes were filled with panic, his ears were so red they seemed to bleed, and his voice trembled slightly: "Don't... don't say anymore..."

Seeing his innocent yet embarrassed appearance, Liu Yunshu couldn't help but chuckle and gently licked his palm with her tongue.

Shen Moci abruptly withdrew his hand as if he had been burned, his Adam's apple bobbing violently, and his gaze towards her held a restrained heat.

Under the moonlight, her lips were coated with a glossy sheen, making them exceptionally alluring.

He took a deep breath, picked up the wine jug, poured each of them a small half-cup, and said in a hoarse voice, "Drink less..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Yunshu picked up her wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

A few drops of amber-colored wine slid down the corner of her lips, shimmering in the moonlight.

Liu Yunshu put down her wine glass, lightly licking the corner of her lips with her tongue. "Uncle Zhang's plum wine is really good."

Shen Moci's gaze was fixed on her licking her lips, his Adam's apple bobbed violently, and even his breath became hot.

He reached out almost instinctively, his fingertips trembling slightly, and gently wiped away the remaining wine stains on her chin.

The two paused for a moment as their fingertips touched each other's skin.

Liu Yunshu looked up at him, her eyes veiled with a thin layer of moisture, like half a cup of moonlight, both cunning and alluring.

Shen Moci's fingertips froze on her chin, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it would shatter his chest. The delicate, warm touch was even more intoxicating than the plum wine in the glass.

He hurriedly picked up his glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp, trying to use the heat of the alcohol to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.

Looking at his attempt to cover up his blunder, Liu Yunshu's smile deepened; she needed to add fuel to the fire.

She picked up the bottle and refilled it. "Here! To the beautiful scenery tonight."

The two glasses clinked together, the crisp sound particularly clear in the quiet night.

Liu Yunshu tilted her head back and drank another half cup, this time deliberately leaving some wine on the corner of her lips.

As she raised her hand to gather her hair, her fingertips brushed against it unintentionally, adding a touch of languid allure.

Shen Moci's throat tightened as he watched, feeling that even the moonlight was merely a backdrop, making the cunning in her eyes and the glossy lips even more alluring.

"Don't drink so fast." His voice was terribly hoarse, with a barely perceptible huskiness. "You'll get drunk."

"Isn't it better to be drunk?"

Liu Yunshu leaned forward slightly, her nose almost touching his, her voice soft and seductive.

"Last time I was drunk, I heard a very beautiful confession."

The warm breath brushed against Shen Moci's face, mixed with the sweetness of plum wine and her fragrance, instantly shattering all his defenses.

He could no longer resist and reached out to pull her tightly into his arms.

His chin rested on the top of her head, his voice burning with suppressed passion: "Yun Shu..."

Liu Yunshu obediently leaned against him, her fingertips gently tracing his back, feeling the frantic heartbeat in his chest.

She looked up and, by the moonlight, saw the redness in his eyes. A secret smile appeared on her lips as she slowly raised her hand and wrapped it around his neck.

Shen Moci froze at her embrace, and unable to resist any longer, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Unlike the previous flustered and tentative kiss, this one was filled with long-suppressed affection and passion.

He gently yet forcefully pried open her lips, allowing the sweetness of the plum wine to blend completely with their breath.

Liu Yunshu obediently closed her eyes, her fingertips gently gripping his collar, her body slightly weak, and she leaned completely into his arms.

The moonlight gently bathed the two of them, rose petals fluttered down beside the wicker chair, and the evening breeze carried a lingering fragrance, stretching their embracing figures long.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Moci finally stepped back slightly, his forehead touching hers, his hot breath spraying onto her flushed cheeks.

He looked at her slightly swollen lips and hazy eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice hoarse: "Yun Shu, is it alright?"

Liu Yunshu's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes still glistening with tears as she looked up into his eyes, which were filled with restraint and tenderness.

She didn't say anything, but simply tiptoed slightly and kissed the corner of his lips.

This gentle gesture instantly shattered Shen Moci's last shred of restraint.

He let out a low, hoarse sigh, tightened his arms around her, and lowered his head to deepen the kiss.

She lay slowly on the ground in a long, moon-white dress, gazing delicately at the bright moon in the sky.

Immediately, the bewildered girls in their underwear rushed into the embrace of the long skirt with rocket-like speed.

Under the moonlight, white is the ultimate white, and against it, black becomes the ultimate black.

Not to mention that touch of red, which, against the backdrop of pure white, resembles a plum blossom suddenly blooming in the snow, possessing a breathtaking beauty.

As soon as the two separated, Shen Moci was captivated by the scenery before him. His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and his blood was surging wildly.

"Is it beautiful?"

Liu Yunshu wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice hoarse and soft from the kiss, her fingertips gently tracing his burning shoulders.

Shen Moci's Adam's apple bobbed violently, his gaze fixed on her, even his breathing became hot and scalding.

He couldn't speak, but nodded heavily, his eyes filled with undisguised amazement and infatuation.

He leaned down as if bewitched, his forehead touching hers, his voice hoarse: "Beautiful...so beautiful I can't take my eyes off you."

His fingertips, filled with careful tenderness, gently caressed the skin of her shoulder.

The delicate, warm touch made his whole body tense, yet he couldn't bear to move away even a fraction of a second.

Liu Yunshu chuckled softly, leaning close to his ear, her breath warm and carrying the sweet scent of plum wine: "So... do you like it?"

"I like it." Shen Moci replied almost immediately, his voice trembling with suppressed hoarseness.

"Yun Shu, I love you, I love everything about you."

He tightened his arms around her, holding her close as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

"From your stunning appearance on stage to your gentle and charming personality offstage, I love every aspect of you."

The woman in the shirt, lying next to the long skirt, stared intently at the sky. Weren't they just talking? How did they end up here so quickly?

The trousers and underwear looked at each other in bewilderment. Dude, stop lamenting, we're here to keep you company!

Liu Yunshu lay on the rattan table with her eyes half-closed, gazing blankly at the bright moon in the sky.

He hummed a tune, its meaning unclear, intriguing, and uniquely captivating, leaving the listener with a tingling, unsettling feeling.

"Is it alright, Yunshu?"

Shui Shui: Yes! Yes! I can!