Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

The Porsche Panamera drove into the underground parking garage of Genting Highlands.

The engine was turned off, and the car became quiet.

Zhang Qian opened the passenger door and jumped out, her little leather boots clicking as she walked around to the driver's side, grabbing Bai Li's wrist and dragging her out.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Bai Li stumbled a step as she was pulled, amused as she watched the blue-haired delinquent girl blush with anxiety.

"What are you doing? It's not like you're in a hurry to be reincarnated."

Zhang Qian didn't reply, dragging Bai Li through the garage door and towards the villa.

The moment the front door closed, Bai Li seemed to have thought of something:

"Wait a moment."

Zhang Qian's eyes widened: "What?"

"Ask Xiaoshuang and the others if they want to play together."

Zhang Qian rolled her eyes and pulled her phone out of her pocket, waving it around.

"I called them from the car, but none of them answered."

Zhang Qian shoved the phone back, her tone smug, as if she had monopolized her prey.

"He's definitely asleep, so don't worry about it."

Bai Li felt that it would be better to have more people around, so he walked towards the bedroom door of Chen Tingting and the other two girls.

He walked to the door of Chen Tingting's bedroom and gently pushed it open a crack.

The warm yellow bedside lamp was left on.

Chen Tingting lay on her side at the innermost position, her red hair spread out on the pillow, and her tattooed arms exposed outside the blanket.

Lin Xiaoshuang curled up in the middle, her short yellow hair tied in a small topknot, her mouth slightly open, her breathing as even as a baby's.

Li Jiaxin was sleeping on the outermost side, with one leg sticking out of the blanket, her purple hair covering half her face, and her arm draped over Lin Xiaoshuang's waist at some point.

The three girls squeezed into one big bed, sleeping haphazardly and without any precautions.

Bai Li gently closed the door.

Zhang Qian immediately came up behind him, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, and rested her chin on his back.

"See? They're all asleep."

Zhang Qian's voice was muffled, and a slight vibration came from her back.

"Now, can we go upstairs?"

Bai Li didn't say anything more.

He turned around and was pulled by Zhang Qian to walk upstairs.

I went upstairs and pushed open the door to the master bedroom.

Zhang Qian was even more energetic than when she was cursing in the bar.

She placed both hands on Bai Li's chest and pushed him hard.

Bai Li was pushed backward and fell onto the three-meter-wide bed.

Zhang Qian stood by the bed, looking down at him, her blue hair hanging down, covering half of her face.

She shook her head, pulling all her hair back.

"Big brother."

Zhang Qian licked her lips, her eyes revealing no hidden meaning.

"I'm going to take a shower first. Wait for me!"

She took two steps back, hooked her index finger on the zipper of her coat, and slowly pulled it down a bit, revealing a large expanse of fair skin below her collarbone.

"Watch me for a bit—I'll seduce you to death."

Bai Li leaned against the headboard, his hands behind his head, watching Zhang Qian sway her hips as she walked into the bathroom.

It's still uncertain who will punish whom later.

Anyway, Zhang Qian and Lin Xiaoshuang are always the first ones to fail.

To be fair, that pre-match speech was indeed very impressive.

The sound of a showerhead could be heard coming from the bathroom.

Bai Li closed her eyes, the absurd scene in the bar still lingering in her mind.

The image of Zhao Min's distorted face, still babbling incoherently as she was being pushed away on a stretcher, lingers in my mind like something out of a horror movie.

As he was thinking, the sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped.

Immediately following was Zhang Qian's classic Chinese exclamation: "Fuck your mother!"

Bai Li immediately sat up straight, assuming Zhang Qian had slipped and fallen in the bathroom.

As he walked toward the bathroom, he asked:

"Zhang Qian? What's wrong?"

Before Zhang Qian could reply, the bathroom door was pushed open.

She stood unharmed at the door, wrapped in a bath towel, her hair still dry, clearly unwashed.

Zhang Qian's expression was complicated.

His mouth was pursed, his eyebrows drooped, and his whole face screamed "the sky is falling and the earth is sinking."

"Big brother."

Zhang Qian's voice had a nasal quality.

"I've started my period."

Bai Li stood in front of Zhang Qian, staring at her tearful expression for three seconds, stunned.

Then he chuckled:

"I'm glad you're alright. I thought you had fallen."

Zhang Qian, leaning against the doorframe, walked over dejectedly, plopped down on the edge of the bed, and cupped her face in her hands:

"I calculated the dates; it's supposed to arrive the day after tomorrow..."

Zhang Qian muttered in a low voice:

"Why did you have to come today of all days?"

That's pretty unlucky.

But there's nothing Bai Li can do about this; he's not a gynecologist.

The heat in my body is still rising, and I definitely won't be able to fall asleep anytime soon.

Bai Li sat on the bed for a short while, then suddenly patted his thigh.

"Zhang Qian, shall we go do something else?"

Zhang Qian looked up: "Where to?"

"Esports room, let's play a couple of games."

Zhang Qian tilted her head and thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up again.

Anyway, I can do anything with my older brother.

The two walked to the end of the second-floor corridor, and Bai Li pushed open the door to the e-sports room.

Inside, five high-spec computers are lined up in a row, and RGB light strips illuminate the entire wall with dazzling colors.

In the corner sat a double-door refrigerator, which, when opened, was filled with chilled Pepsi.

There was also a snack shelf next to it, with potato chips, spicy strips, and chicken feet neatly arranged.

Zhang Qian opened the refrigerator, unscrewed two bottles of cola, and handed one to Bai Li.

She moved a chair and sat down next to Bai Li, so close that their shoulders were touching.

The two opened Delta Force, started ranked play, closed the game to complete their team, and started a game of Top Secret Spaceflight together.

Bai Li's operation was extremely smooth. His recoil control, movement, and holding positions were all done in one go. He kicked the team in the dormitory to death as soon as he went up.

Zhang Qian is different.

Her skills are at the level of a true "keyboard masseuse".

After entering the map, she did not follow Bai Li's instructions, but ran around aimlessly, even passing through two enemy lines without using smoke. At this moment, she had already been shot in the head.

Bai Li was helpless. Even if the ghost brother went to that location, he would be forced to stay there. Even if he went to rescue him, he would only be carried to death.

To give Zhang Qian some gaming experience, Bai Li had no choice but to self-destruct and start the next round with Zhang Qian as soon as possible.

In the second game, we encountered a cheater; the two of us only survived for a combined fifteen seconds.

In the third round, Zhang Qian learned her lesson and squatted in the corner instead of going out.

As a result, he huddled in a corner and was blown up by lightning.

"I'm not playing anymore."

Zhang Qian pushed the mouse away, pouted, leaned back in her chair, and started kicking the table legs out of boredom.

Bai Li felt frustrated by the fight and was staring blankly at the disappearing Haver Coins.

Then he felt a hand on his thigh.

His fingers were still idly tracing the name circle.

Bai Li glanced at it out of the corner of his eye.

Zhang Qian was facing him sideways, one hand supporting her chin, the fingertips of her other hand tracing the surface of his leg, her expression excessively innocent and harmless.

What are you doing?

"Nothing."

Zhang Qian put the Coke bottle to her lips, licked the rim with the tip of her tongue, and kept her gaze fixed on Bai Li's profile.

"I just think you look really cool when you play games. I want to touch you."

Bai Li removed her hand and pressed it back onto the table.

"Play the game properly."

"You're on your period today, you're an incompetent wife, just stay put."

Zhang Qian refused.

She simply stood up and hung her whole body on Bai Li's back.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her burning lips against his earlobe, and her hot breath made Bai Li's ears turn red.

"Anyway, I'm on my period."

Zhang Qian's voice was full of smug cunning.

"What can you do to me?"

She deliberately dragged out the words "how are you?" and her lips brushed against Bai Li's earlobe.

Bai Li put down the mouse and turned her head.

Zhang Qian's face was right in front of him, so close that Bai Li could see the pale blue veins beneath her fair skin.

Meanwhile, his blue hair hung down his shoulders, and his body smelled of the sweet scent of shower gel and cola.

It smells good.

Bai Li wasn't angry; instead, her voice softened, carrying an ambiguous meaning:

Do you know the saying "a cunning rabbit has three burrows"?

Zhang Qian blinked.

Bai Li reached out and gently lifted her chin with his index finger, his peach blossom eyes half-closed.

"A kitten like you, used to being unruly in front of its owner."

His thumb slowly traced Zhang Qian's lower lip.

"They will be severely punished."

Zhang Qian burst out laughing.

Following Bai Li's hand, she moved around to face him directly, kneeling in the gaps between the armrests of the chair, half-squatting to face Bai Li.

Her blue hair fell down, highlighting her heavily made-up eyes.

"A cunning rabbit has three burrows, of course I know that."

She extended her right hand and gave an OK sign.

He made a circle with his index finger and thumb and waved it at Bai Li.

"Well, this is always available for my older brother to use."

She withdrew her finger, tilted her head, and revealed her left canine tooth.

"And then there's Confucianism from that land of etiquette..."

Zhang Qian smiled as she spoke.

"even--"

She leaned closer to Bai Li, her warm breath hitting his collarbone.

"I can play the Western style of play too."

The RGB light strip in the gaming room changed color, jumping from blue and white to an ambiguous warm orange, shining on the two people's faces.

Zhang Qian pressed her forehead against Bai Li's chest, her voice becoming very soft.

"When you picked me up from the street, and after you helped me get out of the shadow of Zhang Yan's incident at the class reunion."

She lifted her face.

There was no allure or seduction in those eyes.

There is only one kind of delivery that is extremely pure and without any impurities.

"I already belong entirely to you, brother."

Zhang Qian turned her face to the side and pressed it against Bai Li's palm, her eyelashes brushing against his fingertips.

"Actually, Zhao Min said something right today."

She spoke in a very soft voice.

"I am your dough kneading machine."

"so--"

Zhang Qian slid off the armrest of the chair, knelt between Bai Li's legs, and looked up at him.

Blue strands of hair cascaded down his knees.

"Use it as you like."

"I'm willing no matter what..."