Ye Zhou knew the Kenji Sakura White Peach Mousse Cups would be useful this time, but he hadn’t expected them to be this effective.
He splashed some water on his face at the sink and looked into the mirror at Su Zhihan. The little glutton was standing behind him, completely unaware of the danger of the moment. She was savoring the food slowly, chewing carefully. Her long, curled eyelashes fluttered like dancing elves, and her expression of pure happiness seemed like it would overflow from the mirror’s surface.
Shifting his gaze upward, he saw that the mousse cup in her hand was already half gone.
‘She’s eating so fast,’ he thought. ‘I feel like she’ll finish the other three portions before the Master even arrives to pick the lock.’
He lowered his gaze. Below her straight, slender legs were her little white shoes, which she tapped rhythmically against the floor in her good mood. The hems of her light blue jeans swayed with the movement, occasionally revealing a glimpse of white at her ankles. It was a dazzling white—not the natural paleness of skin, but the sheer, translucent white of stockings.
That was right. Not only was Su Zhihan sporting rare twin tails today, but she was also wearing stockings under her pants. Furthermore, those stockings were white, which matched her innocent temperament eleven points out of ten.
They say a woman’s Sixth Sense is incredibly strong. Even though Ye Zhou had been very careful about withdrawing his gaze, Su Zhihan still caught his eyes in the mirror when she looked up.
“Ye Zhou, can you hold this for me?”
“Oh, right. Sure.”
Ye Zhou took it from her, feeling incredibly guilty.
‘What do you mean, pervert?’ he thought. ‘This is appreciation. Pure appreciation, okay?!’
However, he wondered if Su Zhihan had an urgent need to use the facilities. If a man and a woman were stuck in a single bathroom together, it would be beyond awkward.
If someone passed by and asked, “Wow, how romantic. What are you two doing in the bathroom? You aren’t doing that, are you?”
“We’re eating.”
“Huh? Eating in a bathroom? You aren’t eating that, are you? Eww—”
“Hey, what are you saying? Stop talking in riddles!”
It would be like having yellow mud in your pants; even if you jumped into the Yellow River, you’d never be able to wash away the suspicion.
Unable to help thinking about such things, Ye Zhou honestly turned his back to her and changed the subject.
“Zhihan, do you think… I could have a taste?”
“Only one bite,” Su Zhihan said, followed by the sound of rustling clothes.
“Aha… but I don’t even know what this tastes like yet.”
“Then two bites at most. I’m very protective of my food.”
“Fine.”
Ye Zhou found another disposable fork in the bag and took a bite from a spot Su Zhihan hadn’t touched. The crisp, floral scent of cherry blossom wrapped around the sweetness of the white peach. The mousse was dense and silky, melting the moment it touched his tongue. It was sweet without being cloying.
No wonder Su Zhihan was so entranced. Even Ye Zhou, who didn’t usually eat sweets, almost couldn’t put it down. Well, only almost.
“Ye Zhou, I’m done.”
Ye Zhou tossed his used fork away and slowly turned around.
‘Wait. Already?’
It made sense. If Su Zhihan really needed to use the toilet, she would have asked Ye Zhou to look away much earlier. She wouldn’t have waited until now. Then again, given her somewhat ditsy personality, anything was possible.
At a glance, Su Zhihan looked noticeably different.
Her light blue jeans were rolled up slightly, revealing a flash of white stockings above her white shoes and around her calves. They were of the 5D thickness that Ye Zhou found particularly interesting. This kind of demurely shielding her face like a Pipa player, a hazy kid of beauty was the most intoxicating.
Ye Zhou nodded slightly, expressing his deep approval of Su Zhihan’s willingness to display her feminine charm. On behalf of men everywhere, he felt the need to offer her his most sincere, heartfelt gratitude!
“Ye Zhou, so you like looking at this?” Su Zhihan tilted her head. She reached down and pulled her pant legs up a bit higher, revealing more of her Absolute Territory.
Ye Zhou abruptly looked away. ‘So she noticed after all, no matter how careful I was?’
A strained, awkward smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Can I say I don’t like it?”
“But if you don’t feed me, I won’t let you look anymore,” Su Zhihan said, blinking her large, adorable eyes. She looked both ditsy and cute.
“A thousand-to-eight-hundred trade-off… you win!” Ye Zhou gave her a thumbs-up without hesitation.
“You have to use the fork to feed me.”
“Fine, fine, fine…”
“Eat from the spot you just ate from. You must have picked the best part.”
“Yes, yes, yes…”
“Ye Zhou, you really are a nice guy.”
Ye Zhou’s hand paused for a second.
“Uh, can I take that as you giving me a Nice Guy Card?”
“I don’t understand. Why would being a nice guy be related to a card?” Su Zhihan asked, tilting her head.
“Then tell me, what’s the status of a ‘nice guy’ in your heart?” Ye Zhou countered.
“The highest, I think?”
“How high?”
“As high as three or four stories! I’m serious!”
“Uh, okay. I guess I overthought it.” Ye Zhou rubbed his forehead. “Then do you know what your image is in my heart?”
Su Zhihan blinked, looking curious. “What image?”
Ye Zhou didn’t hesitate. “A little glutton!”
“Ah… just that?” Su Zhihan’s voice suddenly became muffled. It was obvious she didn’t like the nickname.
Ye Zhou cleared his throat and continued, “Of course there’s more. For example, your parents must love each other very much and your home must be very harmonious. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be so… uh, well-behaved out here?”
Su Zhihan covered her mouth and giggled.
“Pfft—Ye Zhou, it’s a good thing you said that to me. If you said that to any other girl, they’d definitely put you on their blacklist!”
The corner of Ye Zhou’s eye twitched.
“Hahaha… sorry about that. I was just joking with you. Don’t you think it’s fun?”
“Yeah, it is fun. So, if you still don’t believe your status in my heart, I can take you home to meet my parents. Though they’re usually busy with work and rarely have time, they’d definitely make time if you came over.”
As she spoke, Su Zhihan happily finished the last bit of the first mousse cup in one go. Because she took such a large bite, the corners of her mouth ended up covered in cream.
“Are you trying to trap me into going to your house again? Hahaha, once bitten, twice shy. I won’t fall for it this time.”
“On the other hand, Zhihan, you little glutton, you’re exactly the image I have in mind.”
“Eat slowly. No one is going to steal it from you. You’re pointing at me? Cough, cough… Do I look like that kind of person?”
Seeing the state she was in, Ye Zhou’s lips curled into a slight smile. Realizing he didn’t have any tissues on him, he decided to wipe the cream away with his finger and then wash his hands.
But in the next second, he froze.
Su Zhihan actually took his finger into her mouth to suck it clean. It was an action similar to licking one’s fingertips after eating potato chips—seemingly ordinary, but in reality…
The tips of Ye Zhou’s ears burned. He pulled his hand back as if he’d been electrocuted. Between his fingertip and Su Zhihan’s lips, a long, thin silver thread of saliva stretched out—a tangled mess that couldn’t be easily severed.
“Wh-What are you doing all of a sudden? That’s… that’s dirty!”
“But we shouldn’t waste food, right?” Su Zhihan blinked her large eyes. Combined with the mole under her eye, she looked innocent and completely justified.
At that moment, a hurried knocking came from the door. It was Lin Shulan’s voice.
“Hey, Ye Zhou! Su Zhihan! Are you two okay? I brought the Master. He’ll have the door open in a second.”
“Hahaha… little girl, don’t worry. Leave the rest to me. They’ll be out in no time,” the Master’s aged voice said, sounding steady and amused.
“We’re fine! Take your time, no rush!” Ye Zhou quickly called back.
Hearing this, the dessert in Su Zhihan’s hand suddenly lost its appeal. She scurried over to stand behind Ye Zhou, wrapping her arms under his armpits. She stood on her tiptoes and buried her head in his back, her entire body trembling slightly.
Ye Zhou startled, then sighed. He reached back with his right hand and gently patted Su Zhihan’s shoulder.
“It’s okay, Zhihan. We’ll be out of here soon.”
He thought that after this experience, Su Zhihan might never dare to hide in a bathroom alone to sulk for a long time again.
Probably. Maybe. Perhaps?
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