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

So sweet!

Didn't we say it was going very well?

Why have you changed your tune now?

What a tsundere!

Shen Ye looked down at the little girl in his arms, who had been stubborn just moments before but was now crying with tears and snot covering his chest. He couldn't help but reach out and give her head a hard rub.

The hair was so soft, fragrant, and smooth that it felt incredibly nice to touch as it slid through my fingers.

"Hmph, don't touch my head!" Chu Cihan raised his head, his tone fierce, with a hint of sobbing from just finishing crying.

With a red nose, wet eyes, and a fierce look, he had absolutely no intimidating presence.

"Go ahead and touch me." Shen Ye got excited and used both hands to ruffle the girl's soft hair into a messy bird's nest.

How come I never realized before that bullying Chu Cihan is so much fun?

The more she got angry, the more he wanted to tease her, like petting a newborn puppy that hasn't even grown all its teeth yet, but still barks at you in a babyish voice.

"I'm ignoring you!" Chu Cihan was extremely embarrassed and annoyed. She buried her face in her hands and sulked alone.

She adjusted her posture, lifted herself off the chair, and straddled Shen Ye's lap with a clean and decisive motion.

Two slender legs dangled over the edge of the seat, her body leaned forward, her forehead resting against his collarbone, like a curled-up little animal.

Shen Ye was thrilled.

The little one in my arms was like a piece of delicate, warm jade, fitting snugly against me, soft and fragrant.

The crisp scent of cedar wafted from her hair, neck, and clothing, almost enveloping him entirely.

Shen Ye could even feel her body temperature through her clothes, warm and gentle, with the delicate touch unique to a young girl.

"Say sorry," Chu Cihan said in a muffled voice.

"I'm sorry." Shen Ye obediently listened.

"Aren't you going to ask why?" The girl turned her head to the side, her jewel-like pupils peering up at him.

Her long eyelashes were still covered with glistening water droplets, like crushed diamonds.

"I won't ask." Shen Ye stretched out two fingers and gently pinched Chu Cihan's soft cheeks, pulling them apart slightly. "Am I not Miss Chu Cihan's slave? A slave only needs to obey his master's orders."

"..."

The Chu Ci (Songs of Chu) has turned cold and red.

Through his fingertips, Shen Ye could clearly feel the girl's cheeks heating up at a visible speed, getting hotter and hotter, redder and redder, spreading from her cheeks all the way to her ears and neck, her whole face looking like a ripe tomato.

"It's good that you know..." Chu Cihan's long eyelashes trembled, and his eyes became slightly moist.

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, carrying an irrepressible tenderness.

Hmph, you naughty Shen Ye, why are you being so gentle...

Then the girl instantly switched to a serious expression: "Although you are my slave, I am kind-hearted and considerate of my subordinates. I won't require you to call me 'master' in public..."

She paused, then lowered her voice even further: "You can call me that in private."

"Mmm-hmm." Shen Ye nodded vigorously.

The priority now is to appease Chu Cihan; it doesn't matter if she gains some advantage.

As for the future—who will call whom is uncertain...

Shen Ye glanced down at the girl in his arms. Chu Cihan hid her face again, burying it in his chest, only revealing her bright red earlobes.

She said: "I like Lord Chu Cihan the most."

"I like Lord Chu Cihan the most."

"Hehe~" Chu Cihan wriggled and snuggled against him.

Then, as if she were addicted, she began to make new demands.

"She said: Shen Ye likes Lord Chu Cihan the most. He can't live without Lord Chu Cihan."

"..."

"Speak!"

Chu Cihan tapped Shen Ye's chest with her forehead, one tap at a time, with a playful yet forceful touch.

"There's no recording in the car, is there?" Shen Ye looked around suspiciously. If this was recorded, it would be a black mark on his record for life.

He could already imagine the horrific scene that would unfold if this recording were ever unearthed.

"Hmph, I wouldn't stoop to such a thing." Chu Cihan rolled her eyes, but couldn't suppress the upturned corners of her mouth. "Hurry up and tell me!"

"...Shen Ye likes Lord Chu Cihan the most. He can't live without Lord Chu Cihan."

"Ahhh~Ｏ(≧口≦)Ｏ."

Chu Cihan blushed and let out a series of moans, her legs kicking restlessly, the tips of her shoes hitting the side of the seat with a soft clattering sound.

Why am I getting excited about this?

Shen Ye was very puzzled.

He didn't react much when he said those embarrassing lines, but this guy seemed really excited.

......

Shen Ye played the "repeater" game with Chu Cihan for a long time.

From "I love Lord Chu Cihan the most" to "Lord Chu Cihan is the most handsome man in the world", and then to "Shen Ye will always be loyal to Lord Chu Cihan", each sentence is more embarrassing and more outrageous than the last.

Chu Cihan clearly enjoyed the process, squirming in his arms after each sentence and making satisfied humming sounds.

She only stopped, still wanting more, when she couldn't think of any new sentence structures.

Shen Ye looked down at Chu Cihan, who was sitting in his lap, slumped like a lump of mud, and fell into deep thought.

Is this the same person who just coldly said, "We'll go our separate ways from now on"?

He even suspected that there was something wrong with his senses.

I always felt that Chu Cihan and I were not the same kind of beings.

Is this a person?

"Hey, wake up, where are we going next? Your house?" Shen Ye raised his hand and gave the girl a light flick on the forehead.

"Mmm~" Chu Cihan groaned, slowly raising his face while covering his forehead.

Her face still had a lingering blush, and her eyes were hazy, as if she had just woken up.

"Not going home..." Her voice was surprisingly soft, with a languid hue at the end, "I'm going to my music lesson."

The sweet and gentle tone made Shen Ye even think that the person talking to him was not Chu Cihan, but Lin Chunuan.

It's as if he's discovered a new continent.

So this proud and aloof young lady also has this soft and cuddly side. How come we never discovered it before?

"Music lesson? Where? That arts center from last time?"

"Hmm." Chu Cihan finally snapped out of his daze, pointed out the window, and said, "We've arrived."

Shen Ye looked in the direction she was pointing and realized that the car had stopped in the ground parking lot of the art center at some point, and the familiar white building was right outside the car window.

However, the two were so engrossed in playing the game that neither of them noticed.

"Help me out of the car." Chu Cihan moved his weak legs and looked up at Shen Ye, his eyes full of embarrassment.

My legs went numb from sitting on Shen Ye's lap for so long.

My calves feel sore and swollen, and I can't muster any strength.

"Okay."

Shen Ye didn't think too much about it. He reached out and pushed open the car door, got out of the car first, then turned around, put one hand into the car, and steadily supported Chu Cihan's elbow and waist, lifting him up from the seat.

The girl was very light. She stood up with his help, but her feet wobbled as soon as they touched the ground. She instinctively gripped his arm tightly.

Shen Ye took her hand and helped her lean against his side, walking slowly forward step by step.

Just then—

A clear, slightly teasing voice came from the side.

"Hey, isn't this Chu Cihan? What happened? He's become a cripple after just a few days?"

Shen Ye and Chu Cihan looked in the direction of the sound at the same time.

A few meters away, at the entrance of the art center, stood a girl with long black hair, dressed in a neat tracksuit.

With his arms crossed in front of his chest, his chin slightly raised, and a half-smile playing on his lips.

His refined features were full of provocation as he observed the two people supporting each other with great interest.

Mu Jingyan.

Holy crap, it's her?

Shen Ye's pupils contracted sharply as the scene of almost being caught flashed through his mind.

Chu Cihan's eyes narrowed slightly, his previous limp state vanished, and his back straightened instantly.

The two girls' eyes met in mid-air, sparks flying.