Chapter 10 Enduring Hardship, Finger Tips Gently Press Down

Having seized the leverage to drive Li Xin away at any time, Su Jinmu became even more unscrupulous in bullying him.

On the weekend, the sun was shining brightly. Su Jinmu, dressed in a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, lay down on a rocking chair by the garden, lazily stretching out her arms and legs to bask in the sun.

Standing to the side was Li Xin, who was at his beck and call, and further back were Jiang Jingqiao and Tingrui.

Su Jinmu was in a good mood, basking in the sun with her bare feet, which shimmered like jade in the sunlight.

However, the wind still made my soles feel a bit cold.

Su Jinmu smiled faintly, then moved her feet and said, "Give me a leg massage."

Li Xin's gaze swept back and forth over Su Jinmu. He lowered his eyes, hiding his slightly upturned lips, and obediently knelt down on one knee, grasping the young master Su's ankle.

Before him were two tender, slender, and fair legs. Li Xin's fingers protruded, and his rough fingertips pressed against his soft calves. With a gentle press of his fingertips, several small indentations appeared on the flesh.

The center is whitish, while the edges are tinged with a light crimson.

As soon as he let go, several clear fingerprints were left behind.

Li Xin's Adam's apple bobbed, his whole body trembling with barely suppressed excitement. His eyes were dark, and he struggled to control his grip on the ankle bone, his breathing becoming erratic.

He had his head down, so Su Jinmu couldn't see his expression, but she could hear his almost discontinuous breathing.

It's like holding your breath.

Su Jinmu: "???"

Resisting to the point of not wanting to breathe?

Su Jinmu glanced at him and said calmly, "Squat down, no need to kneel. I'm a tycoon, not a local emperor."

Li Xin glanced down at him, then smiled gently as she looked at Young Master Su, her demeanor refined and dignified. "It's alright. As long as Young Master Su doesn't kick me out, I can do anything."

Su Jinmu: "..."

As expected of the protagonist, he has a good temperament and is very patient.

In the original story, when he bullied Li Xin in a similar way, the protagonist immediately jumped out and spoke out righteously.

Su Jinmu glanced back and, seeing that Jiang Jing hadn't moved, decided to test the waters.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth with a faint smile, sat up, raised his foot, and stomped heavily on the boy's abdomen with the sole of his bare foot, grinding it lightly.

In the summer, with thin clothes, Su Jinmu could feel the muscles in the boy's waist and abdomen with almost no obstruction. They tightened slightly with his movements, and the temperature was scorching.

Su Jinmu smiled and said, "Your feet are cold, so massage them like this."

Li Xin took a barely perceptible deep breath, his expression unchanged, only his eyes were dark and intense, and he slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Yes."

Su Jinmu felt the warmth on the soles of her feet, casually stepped on them, and continued to look at the two people behind her.

Qiao Tingrui covered her mouth, her eyes shining brightly. Jiang Jing blinked and moved closer, "Second Young Master Su."

Su Jinmu raised an eyebrow and smiled. "What?"

Is it finally time to show him some redemption scenes from the original text?

Jiang Jing touched his stomach. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt. He wasn't hot, but his waist was also cold from the wind.

Jiang Jing looked around. "Second Young Master, wait for me, I'll be hot soon!"

After saying that, he lay down on the spot and began to do supine exercises with heavy breathing.

Su Jinmu: "..."

Li Xin glanced at Jiang Jing with a cold look, gave a disdainful snort, and moved to block Su Jinmu's view.

He applied a little force with dignified politeness and said considerately, "He's young and likes to roll around. He doesn't know any better and got covered in dirt. Young master, please don't mind."

Su Jinmu: "..."

Jiang Jing: "..."

Su Jinmu looked at him, then at Jiang Jing, who immediately stood up and started doing squats and cross-legged crunches upon hearing this.

There was also Qiao Tingrui, whose eyes were shining with excitement for some unknown reason.

...You all seem a bit off.

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Su Jinmu didn't let Jiang Jing, who was waiting in line, pinch him. He vaguely felt that there was a problem with the redemption storyline between the main characters.

However, these things do not affect his revenge against the protagonist before he faked his death.

Su Jinmu's room used to be cleaned by someone arranged by his parents every day, who would clean the carpet and change the flowers. As a result, no secrets could be kept in his room.

After the affair between Shouma and her brother was exposed, the tutoring classes were suspended, and Su Jinmu simply turned away the people who cleaned the house every day, no longer letting them in.

They changed the arrangement so that Li Xin would clean alone.

Su Jinmu nestled in bed, leisurely reading a comic book, while Li Xin knelt on one knee, cleaning the carpet beside the bed.

Handmade luxury goods cannot be vacuumed.

The bedroom curtains were drawn, and the light was dim. Su Jinmu held a newly collected collection of erotic comics in her hand, looking at the thin skin and the few patches of pure white mosaic on the pages with great interest as she turned the pages.

He had never read any of these things—no novels, comics, or movies. Looking at them now, they're quite interesting.

After he finishes reading these books, I'll have Feng Yixing bring him some more.

A touch of warmth inadvertently drew near his side. Li Xin sat close to the bedside, staring at Su Jinmu's casually upturned lips with an ambiguous expression. He glanced at the comic book scene again, his mouth dry as he licked his teeth.

"Young Master," he said softly to get the other's attention, "I'm done cleaning."

Su Jinmu turned his head and saw that the whole room was clean and tidy, and even the shelves that he rarely touched had been wiped clean.

They were quite quick in their movements.

Su Jinmu casually put the comic aside. "Change my bedding too, and then call the club from last time to reserve a table."

After he finished speaking, Li Xin's expression darkened.

Su Jinmu got up to get out of bed, but the boy blocked the bedside. Before he could get down, the other's well-defined hand had already deftly slipped under the thin blanket and casually touched his side.

Li Xin's gaze darkened slightly as he slipped his long, strong hand into the blankets, where the warmth inside was soft and delicate.

...very dry.

He licked his lips, his expression refined, "It's not dirty."

Su Jinmu gave him a puzzled look and said, "Even if it's not dirty, you should change it."

Li Xin glanced at the comic spread out on the bed and only then realized that the thin skin in the comic actually looked a bit like that number two.

Li Xin stared at Su Jinmu, her tone gentle, "I thought the young master was getting excited from reading these kinds of comics."

So I need to go to the club to find number two.

Li Xin's expression was slightly somber.

Su Jinmu: "..."

No, it's just that the main character in the comic is a bit like number two and wants to go out and have fun.

Su Jinmu clicked her tongue, scrutinizing the odd protagonist, tilting her head with a half-smile, her beautiful eyes crinkling, "You're like this?"

Unexpectedly, the other person nodded slightly, their voice a little hoarse, "I will."

He said, "I just discovered it."

Su Jinmu: "..." Just now?

Su Jinmu glanced at the comic book spread out on the bed, then slowly lowered her head, her gaze moving down along the other person's chest and waistline, clearly seeing a noticeable bulge.

Su Jinmu: "..."

"…………"

Li Xin knelt on one knee beside his bed, tilting his head slightly to look at him, and smiled faintly, "Young Master, are you going to find Number Two?"

Su Jinmu gave him a strange look.

Li Xin was tall and slender, with a pale, almost white complexion and an elegant demeanor, yet he also had a pair of scarlet lips.

Her whole person exuded a ghostly, eerie beauty.

Li Xin leaned forward slightly, leaving a dark shadow on the sheets, and stared straight at him. "No matter how good the people in the club are, they still attract countless customers."

“Unlike me,” he said. “Inexperienced, clumsy, and green, isn’t that more fun than playing with that so-called Number Two?”

Li Xin smiled faintly, his pupils unfathomable. "Young Master said that Number Two is obedient, but I can be even more obedient than Number Two."

Su Jinmu: "..."

Li Xin knelt on one knee by the bed, blocking his way, and looked up at him with a gentle smile.

His waist and abdomen were very tight, while his pants were loose and baggy.

Su Jinmu looked him up and down, then clicked her tongue and chuckled, "Are you that afraid I'll kick you out and make you number two?"

Li Xin's eyes darkened, and he paused, as if he were offering his neck for execution or choosing someone to eat, "Young Master, don't you want to try playing with me?"

Su Jinmu casually stepped on the other person's waist and abdomen, feeling Li Xin's tight waist and powerful, smooth muscles, and stomped on it casually.

Then he clearly felt that the temperature of that waist area was getting higher and higher, making the soles of his feet feel hot.

Li Xin's breathing quickened, and he looked up. Su Jinmu clicked her tongue, threw the comic book into his arms, and stood up leisurely.

"I'm not interested in high school students, go have fun by yourself."

He strode away, and Li Xin stared at his back. She knelt by the bed, her hand reaching into the blankets. The warmth inside had dissipated, leaving only a soft, cottony touch.

...high school student.

That won't be the case for long.

Li Xin's breathing rose and fell, his hands, with their prominent veins, creased the young master's bed sheet.

His brows were furrowed, a hint of desire lurking in his eyes, and he grinned.

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Su Jinmu went to the club, only to find that Li Xin, that bastard, hadn't made a reservation for him.

Fortunately, Feng Yixing had a fixed spot, but he arrived late, and Number Two was called away for drinks by the others.

Su Jinmu clicked her tongue, but didn't insist. She drank a few cups, sat for a while, and then left.

Friday afternoon.

All three work-study students were attending classes at the school. Su Jinmu packed some things in her backpack, swiped her Jingzhou University campus card, and entered the school smoothly.

He was a student at Jingzhou University, a top university teeming with talent, but Su Jinmu rarely came here. He followed the navigation into the large lecture hall in Building No. 3.

A nameplate stands at the entrance, introducing the lecturer of this open class.

Not long after, the person on the sign came in.

Professor Su Han, dressed in a smart black leather jacket, with her hair tied up and a motorcycle helmet clipped to her head, walked onto the podium and greeted the students with a smile, "Hello, students."

Hello, teacher!

"It's been a long time, teacher."

The classroom erupted in cheers and jubilation.

Su Jinmu sat in the front row and clapped along, while Su Han opened the PPT for the presentation.

"It's great to see some familiar and unfamiliar faces."

Her gaze lingered on Su Jinmu for a second, then she smiled and nodded, "Today's special lecture will be about the survival and cultivation of special plant varieties..."

Su Jinmu opened her notebook and began to take notes diligently.

His original plan after the college entrance examination was to study botany for his undergraduate degree and rare plant cultivation for his graduate degree, but... now all of that is just wishful thinking.

Let's see if he can retake the exam after he dies.

Su Jinmu pursed her lips and listened quietly to the lesson.

The two-hour class ended quickly, and since it was still early, Su Jinmu simply took out her phone.

【Feng Yixing, come out for dinner.】

【Place. 】

The other end replied quickly, "This place is bland and tasteless. Let me take you to get some super spicy hot pot!"

【Place. 】

Su Jinmu raised an eyebrow. He had been strictly controlled in his diet before, eating only boiled leafy greens all day long. He really wanted to try something with more oil and fat, so he replied "okay" and got up to leave.

As I walked to the door, I glanced around and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Tall and slender, refined and dignified.

Su Jinmu suddenly stopped in her tracks.

—Li Xin?

He stepped into the shadows.

Li Xin sat calmly at the table, not touching his chopsticks. Opposite him was an elderly man with gray hair, dressed in a neat suit.

The old man's eyes held appreciation and a hint of awe as he said, "Everything is almost ready. In a little while, we'll be able to take down the Li family in one fell swoop."

"You should just stay at the Su family's place and bear with it a little longer."

Li Xin gave a faint "hmm".