Xiu Gou's Taming Record

Both of them froze at the same time.

Yu Heng cursed under his breath, and Shen Yueling hurriedly and clumsily straightened her clothes.

"Takeout?" she asked, blushing.

"It should be." Yu Heng stood up and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

He walked to the door, looked through the peephole, and saw that it was indeed a deliveryman.

Yu Heng opened the door, took the takeout, thanked him, and closed the door.

Back in the living room, Shen Yueling had already straightened her clothes and was sitting on the sofa, her face still flushed.

Yu Heng placed the takeout on the coffee table and sat down next to her.

"Shall we eat first?" he asked.

"Mmm." Shen Yueling nodded, her voice still a little hoarse.

Yu Heng opened the takeout box, and the aroma immediately wafted out.

He broke the disposable chopsticks in half and handed them to Shen Yueling, then started eating himself.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

After eating half a bowl of rice, Shen Yueling finally spoke: "Just now..."

"Um?"

"I'm sorry," Shen Yueling said softly, "I'm not ready yet."

Yu Heng glanced at her: "It's nothing."

He spoke calmly, but Shen Yueling could hear the disappointment in his voice.

She bit her lip and didn't say anything more.

After finishing her meal, Shen Yueling packed up the box and threw it into the trash can. She then turned to Yu Heng and said, "I want to take a shower."

Yu Heng raised an eyebrow: "Together?"

Shen Yueling immediately refused: "No way."

Why?

"You were just like that..." Shen Yueling said, frowning. "If we were taking a shower together, I couldn't stop you."

Yu Heng laughed: "Then you can wash it yourself."

Shen Yueling nodded and walked towards the bathroom.

As she reached the door, she turned back to look at Yu Heng again: "You're not allowed to come in."

"Don't worry!" Yu Heng pursed his lips. "Why don't you just lock the door?"

Shen Yueling bit her lip and closed the bathroom door.

Yu Heng sat on the sofa and sighed. He had almost succeeded.

Unfortunately, my meal was interrupted by the food delivery.

But it's okay, there's always next time.

He finally figured out Shen Yueling's thoughts today.

I have thoughts but also concerns, hopes but also confusion.

This is normal. A young woman who has just come of age is not very mature, both psychologically and in terms of experience.

It takes time and psychological preparation for her to accept an abnormal relationship.

But precisely because it is still immature, this kind of thinking needs to be instilled at this time for it to be accepted.

Although it is indeed immoral, when you're about to start a harem, what's the point of talking about morality?

This is arguably the only way, outside of social circles, to build a harem in reality without resorting to money or sex.

He will do his best in both emotional and material matters, but he will never commit to a romantic relationship.

This is not irresponsible; on the contrary, it is a form of responsibility.

He had previously read a novel about rebirth.

That's ridiculous. Trying to have a harem while pretending to be a pure love story is just plain cheating.

If you're going to have a harem, then be open about it.

What's most disgusting about Yu Heng is that he acts like a hypocrite while pretending to be virtuous. I don't know what kind of mentality people who like to read this kind of book have.

He fantasizes about having several women who want to have a pure love affair with him, and who are so deeply in love with him.

This is nothing but spiritual opium and delusion; only an idiot would believe it.

The funniest thing is that some of these idiots actually find it hard to accept open relationships, but are quite accepting of two-timing and complicated relationships.

That's really clownish.

The doorbell rang again.

Yu Heng frowned. This time it couldn't be another takeout order.

He got up, walked to the door, and looked out through the peephole.

It's Qin Ya.

She was standing at the door, looking down at her phone.

Yu Heng opened the door.

Just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of the car parked on the side of the road in front of the villa.

The driver's side window was lowered halfway, and Qin Lu sat inside, turning her head to look this way.

Her expression was hard to see clearly, but Yu Heng could feel her gaze.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, separated by a distance of more than ten meters.

Then Qin Lu turned her head, and the car window slowly rolled up.

The car started, turned around, and drove away.

She didn't get out of the car or say hello at all.

Tsk, this woman, it's not the time for him to use force last night.

Not only did he block her on WeChat, but now he won't even get out of the car when he drops Qin Ya off.

"What are you looking at?" Qin Ya leaned closer, following his gaze. "Oh~ stop looking, everyone move on!"

After she finished speaking, she threw her schoolbag on the ground and started changing her shoes.

Yu Heng closed the door, turned to look at her, and asked, "How's your mother today?"

Qin Ya changed into her slippers, straightened up, and looked at him strangely: "Didn't you see the WeChat message I sent you?"

"WeChat?" Yu Heng was taken aback. "What WeChat?"

"I sent it this morning." Qin Ya took her phone out of her pocket, unlocked it, opened WeChat, and handed it to him. "Here."

Yu Heng took the phone and glanced at it.

On the chat interface, three messages were displayed next to Qin Ya's profile picture:

Qin Ya: Report, my mom didn't go to work today.

Qin Ya: I didn't come out of the house until after 10 o'clock.

Qin Ya: She seems to be doing alright to me?

"I haven't checked my phone." Yu Heng sat back down on the sofa. "So, how's your mom doing today?"

Qin Ya sat down on the sofa and crossed her legs: "It's alright, I think you were in a pretty good mood when you left, but you started to have a cold face when you got closer to your destination."

Yu Heng sat down next to her: "Did she say anything?"

"What did she say?" Qin Ya tilted her head and thought for a moment. "She didn't say anything special, just asked if I was coming to the live stream today. I said yes, and she offered to take me. We didn't talk much on the way."

Qin Ya suddenly leaned closer and lowered her voice, saying, "But I'm telling you, she's wearing stockings today too."

"What color is it?" Yu Heng asked, squinting.

Qin Ya tilted her head: "It's flesh-colored, the thin kind, but it's cold today, and she's wearing sheer tights." As she spoke, she glanced towards the bathroom, "Who's taking a shower in there?"

Yu Heng didn't respond immediately.

Who is Qin Lu wearing stockings for today?

And they're already wearing sheer tights, but they're still wearing stockings.

What is this? Playing hard to get?

Mouth and body integrity?

"Mind your own business," Yu Heng flicked her forehead lightly. "Go livestream."

Qin Ya covered her forehead and pouted, "Bai Xinran?"

"No." Yu Heng was too lazy to explain. "Stop asking and hurry up."

He was actually a little annoyed; Shen Yueling was still in the bathroom.

If we run into Qin Ya when we come out, that girl has a quick tongue and might say something she shouldn't.

"Tch~" Qin Ya pouted, "Didn't my mom satisfy you last night?"

"Huh?" Yu Heng raised an eyebrow.

Qin Ya squinted at her: "Otherwise, why are you asking other girls out again?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yu Heng pushed her towards the stairs. "Hurry up and go up."

As he pushed her along, Qin Ya didn't forget to turn back and say, "If you're not satisfied, you can go find my mom again!"

"Qin Ya," Yu Heng interrupted her, "Alright, go upstairs and do a good job with the live stream!"

"Okay," Qin Ya pouted and went upstairs.

He turned and walked back to the living room, where he sat down on the sofa.

The sound of water in the bathroom hadn't stopped.

Yu Heng took out his phone, unlocked the screen, and opened WeChat.

Qin Ya's three messages were still up, and the time displayed was a little after eight in the morning.

What was he doing at the time?

I went out with Bai Xinran to get the banner, then set up the stall, then Shen Yueling arrived, and then...

Yu Heng rubbed his temples.

There are so many things to do every day.

He exited the chat with Qin Ya, and Qin Lu's profile picture remained silent.

Yu Heng stared at the profile picture for a few seconds before finally turning off the screen.

Forget it.

She can block people whenever she wants, and she can avoid them whenever she wants.

Let her calm down for a day first.

Just then, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

A short while later, the door opened.

Shen Yueling walked out wearing his T-shirt.

The clothes were too big for her; the hem of the T-shirt hung down to her thighs.

Yu Heng's Adam's apple bobbed as he looked at her.

She looked even more alluring than usual in his clothes.

Shen Yueling pursed her lips, walked to the sofa and sat down, keeping a distance between herself and him.

Neither of them spoke.

After a while, Shen Yueling spoke first: "Did someone just come by?"

"Yes, Qin Ya," Yu Heng said, "is here to do a live stream."

"She..." Shen Yueling paused, "...heard me taking a shower?"

"I heard the sound of water." Yu Heng turned to look at her. "But I didn't say who you are."

Shen Yueling breathed a sigh of relief, but then frowned again: "What if she's talking nonsense?"

"No," Yu Heng said. "She's tight-lipped."

Qin Ya, you better be!

"Are you busy this afternoon?" Shen Yueling asked.

"I need to go back to school and see what the results are," Yu Heng said.

"Okay," Shen Yueling replied. "Then I'll go back to my dorm too."

Yu Heng turned to look at her: "Leaving already?"

"Otherwise what?" Shen Yueling glanced at him. "What else do you want to do?"

Yu Heng laughed: "What do you think I want to do?"

Shen Yueling turned her face away: "Didn't you have something to do this afternoon?"

"Even if something comes up, it won't delay things." Yu Heng leaned closer, placing his hand on her waist. "Shall we finish what we didn't do earlier?"

Shen Yueling's body stiffened for a moment.

"Yu Heng..." her voice was a little flustered, "I really can't..."

"I know." Yu Heng sighed, but didn't loosen his grip. "Just a hug."