A god-level beauty system? But I'm already a god-level beauty!

Mu Jingyan freed one hand, raised her fist, and was about to smash it down on that annoying face.

The fist was halfway through its swing when it was firmly intercepted by a broad, thick hand.

With a swift movement of his five fingers, he enclosed her entire fist in his palm, leaving her no room to struggle.

"open."

"I won't let go."

Shen Ye leaned down slightly and gently kissed the corner of her lips.

"Wear it one more time tonight, okay?"

In short, the heat that had just subsided on Mu Jingyan's face flared up again.

She understands perfectly well what to wear.

It's that black and white maid outfit.

Last time, he personally dismantled it to pieces, and afterwards she herself was extremely disgusted with it.

But then... she inexplicably ordered the exact same set again and stuffed it into the bottom of her wardrobe when no one was around.

When she placed the order, she even cursed herself for being sick.

Think about it now.

She pursed her lips, her gaze darting around in mid-air, but she dared not meet his eyes.

"I...."

The words of refusal were on the tip of my tongue when I looked up and met those eyes.

The expectation inside was blatant, without the slightest attempt to conceal it.

How could I possibly say "no" when I was being stared at like that?

Moreover, that kind of thing...

She herself wasn't particularly opposed to it.

Even in the dead of night, when I think back on it, my heart still feels a little hot.

Mu Jingyan turned her head to the side and remained silent.

I neither agreed nor refused.

The corners of her mouth turned up little by little, and she couldn't suppress it.

"What are you laughing at!"

"It's nothing."

He simply stopped pretending; the expectation in his eyes was almost overflowing, even more blatant than if it were written directly on his forehead.

Mu Jingyan stared at him, gritted her teeth, and stomped hard on the back of his foot.

"Go take a shower now!"

"You smell like barbecue, who wants to sleep with you!"

"Hiss." Shen Ye gasped and bent down to rub the back of his foot.

"And one more thing." She raised her hand and poked his chest, lowering her voice and emphasizing each word, "Keep your noise under control tonight."

"The family is not the same as before; there's someone else now."

"Don't worry," he said, raising his hand to assure her, "I know what I'm doing."

As for how long this guarantee will last—we'll find out soon enough.

After uttering those harsh words, Mu Jingyan turned and left, her steps heavy and resounding, without looking back.

..........

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped for a long time before the door opened.

Chu Cihan walked out slowly, her body steaming with fragrant water vapor.

She was unfamiliar with the bathroom in Shen Ye's house.

I spent ages figuring out which was which – shampoo or conditioner; I turned the showerhead switch on the wrong side and splashed cold water all over my back first.

It took more than half an hour just to explore inside.

The white summer pajamas she was wearing were borrowed from Lin Chunuan; they were short-sleeved and short-short, made of a thin layer of material, which made her look fair and clean.

"How is it? Does it fit?"

Lin Chunuan, who had also just finished showering, came over, her hair still damp with water droplets.

"It's alright."

Chu Cihan lowered his head and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"It's just a little tight..."

"tight?"

Lin Chunuan's gaze followed the sentence and moved downwards.

When I looked down at the two mounds on her chest that made her pajamas bulge, I immediately understood.

After understanding it, I couldn't help but feel envious again.

Why...?

Why is it that some people can grow up to be like this?

The two people are about the same height, so why does the other person have all the right features, and even more?

She glanced down at herself, then looked up at the person opposite her, and sighed softly.

Just as he was feeling sorry for himself, he heard footsteps coming from upstairs.

Shen Ye carried downstairs with a change of clothes. Seeing that both of them had finished washing, he handed Chu Cihan over to Lin Chunuan and asked her to take her to the room on the second floor that had been cleaned up.

After giving his explanation, he rushed into the bathroom.

"Come with me."

Lin Chunu waved to Chu Cihan, and the two went upstairs one after the other.

The room had already been arranged.

The bedding was neatly arranged, the temperature was set just right, and there was an unopened bottle of water on the bedside table.

"You can come to me if you need anything, I live right next door."

Lin Chunu left a message and closed the door for her.

The room fell silent.

Chu Cihan lay back and sank into the warm, cozy bedding.

The pristine white ceiling came into view, and she was still in a daze.

This morning, she stormed over to confront them, demanding an explanation.

Only half a day has passed.

The person is already lying in this house.

Not only will she have to stay overnight, but she will also have to live under the same roof as Shen Ye from now on.

Mu Jingyan nodded and accepted her. Lin Chunu lent her clothes, and even Shen Ye didn't say a word to kick her out.

As I think about each thing one by one, my thoughts start to race uncontrollably forward again.

I'll be able to see him every day from now on.

day by day.

She buried her face in her palms, kicked her legs on the sheets, and twisted her whole body like a worm.

.........

midnight.

Chu Cihan still couldn't fall asleep.

I tossed and turned, unable to find a comfortable position.

The phone screen lit up briefly; it was 12:17.

I opened my eyes and looked out the window; a few stars hung sparsely in the sky.

I don't know how long I lay there, but a thirst gradually rose in my throat.

She threw back the covers, sat up, slipped on the new slippers by the bed, and planned to go downstairs to get a glass of water.

The hallway lights were off.

She moved forward stealthily, using the dim light filtering through the curtains, taking each step with utmost care, afraid of disturbing anyone.

The slippers have hard soles, so they creak when you step on the wooden floor.

She simply dangled her heels off the ground, using only her toes to inch forward.

As she passed the room next to the stairwell, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

A faint sound drifted out from under the door.

Thin and intermittent.

She held her breath and stood still.

It was a humming sound.

It was very light and muffled, seeping through the door panel, the last note trembling.

Once a person's curiosity is piqued, it's impossible to stop it.

She remembered that Shen Ye had said this was his room.

What is he doing in there at this hour?

She understood that eavesdropping was wrong.

The logic is sound, but my feet are rooted to the spot, unable to move an inch.

Chu Cihan pressed himself against the door panel and turned his ear to the side.

Upon hearing this, my mind went blank.

"Hmm..."

A soft, sticky female voice seeped out from the crack in the door in waves.

Occasionally, there were faint creaks from the bed frame and the rustling of the fabric.

There was also a man's low voice, saying something behind something, the words muffled and indistinct.

Then came a few muffled sobs, muffled and choked by the pillow.

But the next second, the person inside suddenly raised their voice, only to be blocked by something, leaving behind a series of trembling, off-key echoes.

Chu Cihan stood frozen at the doorway, unable to move.

W-what?!

The commotion inside... what's going on...?!

How could she not hear it?

Blood rushed to my head, and the tips of my ears felt frighteningly hot.

The air conditioning in the corridor was blasting, yet a thin layer of sweat seeped from her back.

My legs felt unsteady, my knees were buckling, and I could barely support myself.

I can't listen to this anymore.

If she listened for another second, she would burst into flames.

Chu Cihan no longer cared about being thirsty. He took two steps back, turned around, and practically tumbled and crawled back to the next room.

She gently closed the door.

She slid down the door frame and sat on the floor, covering her face with her hands, her fingers steaming.

It’s over.

What kind of scene is this?

How will she ever face anyone again...?

..........

Inside the door.

"Um?"

Shen Ye paused, his brows furrowing slightly.

He has always had good hearing, and just now, he clearly heard the soft sound of slippers stepping on the floor in the corridor.

"Was there any noise outside just now?"

The person being held in his arms had their back to him and had no time to pay attention to the question.

Mu Jingyan's eyes were glazed over, her eyelashes trembled with wetness, and her lips parted several times, but she couldn't utter a single complete word.

In the end, only a distorted hum escaped from deep in his throat.

Shen Ye stared at the door for two seconds.

The hallway was quiet and empty.

"never mind."

He spoke in a low voice.

"You must have misheard."

"Let's continue."