"But you're still wearing jeans, isn't it uncomfortable to sleep like that?"

"I feel terrible."

Chen Lu didn't want to talk anymore; any conversation with Liang Zhirou now would be a waste of time.

Anyway, I've seen Xiaoyi before when I did her laundry, so if she doesn't want to change into pajamas, she doesn't have to. She can just take off her coat.

After making up his mind, Chen Lu silently moved closer to the girl and gradually lifted her clothes.

Aside from seeing the girl's waist and navel, which almost shattered her Dao Heart, the sweater was easy to take off, and Liang Zhirou also cooperated by raising her head.

The jeans, however, didn't fare so well.

"Don't......"

His hand had just touched the zipper when Liang Zhirou, still half-asleep, grabbed it.

"Chen Lu...no..." the girl said almost pleadingly.

"I didn't do anything wrong!"

Chen Lu became angrier and angrier. He didn't know how many times he had to repeat to himself that he was a gentleman before he finally took off all his clothes and threw them into the basin in the bathroom where he could change his clothes.

As soon as the bedroom light was turned off and he lay down in bed, Liang Zhirou, who had been woken up by him, suddenly became energetic and pressed herself against him.

"Hug me~" the girl said sweetly.

Chen Lu was about to hug her back when he touched her back and found it smooth.

He then remembered that the silly boy wasn't wearing pajamas. Just as he was about to move to the side, Liang Zhirou's leg suddenly came over and hugged him tightly like an octopus.

Chen Lu couldn't resist gently stroking her thigh, but Liang Zhirou still didn't react.

Is this idiot doing it on purpose?

"Where did you hide the box my mother gave me?" he asked sternly.

Liang Zhirou's increasingly confused mind seemed to suddenly clear up a bit, and she quickly shook her head, "Not now."

Chen Lu: "......"

Okay, at least I asked.

He gasped, wailing, "Zhirou, no, sister, you're my own sister, okay? I beg you, please let me go."

"Please don't let me make a single mistake that I'll regret forever, okay?"

Even if he were to do something now, Liang Zhirou probably wouldn't actually resist. And afterwards, she'd be even less likely to condemn him; the most probable outcome would be that the two of them would simply tacitly accept what happened.

But Liang Zhirou wasn't particularly happy about it, since she had already said no.

There's no need for me to leave a thorn in her heart for no reason.

Since Liang Zhirou is unwilling, he will wait, just like always.

Master Chen has plenty of patience.

Chen Lu had finally managed to stabilize his Dao heart when Liang Zhirou, whom he had just pushed away with gritted teeth, hugged him again.

He angrily pinned the girl down, shouting, "You forced me to do this!"

"..."

Liang Zhirou did not react and remained fast asleep.

A moment later, in the quiet room, he was the only one left, held tightly in the arms of the sleeping girl. He stared blankly in the darkness, unable to fall asleep.

The next day, early in the morning.

When Chen Lu opened his eyes, Liang Zhirou was already dressed in her pajamas, hugging her knees tightly, looking very worried.

He seemed to be trying very hard to recall what exactly happened last night.

She was holding the box of bubble gum that Wang Xiaoxia had given her.

Liang Zhirou glanced down at the intact packaging, her gaze gradually becoming vacant, and her face growing paler.

"Don't overthink it, I didn't do anything." Chen Lu looked at the girl's pale cheeks and said irritably, "Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

He didn't even dare to recall how he got through last night.

It's likely that even Wang Bo himself didn't understand "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" as well as he did now.

Liang Zhirou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Will you still drink alcohol in the future?" Chen Lu asked, sitting up.

"No, I won't drink it anymore..."

"You know what? You didn't actually find a boyfriend."

Chen Lu got up with dark circles under his eyes and angrily went to the bathroom to wash up. Before leaving, he turned back and shouted, "You've found a saint!"

......

"Um, I didn't mean to be mean to you just now, I was just sleepy."

A little while later, Chen Lu was brushing his teeth when he came back with a mouthful of foam and quickly ran back to explain.

Then he froze.

Liang Zhirou put on that sailor uniform again, and looking down along the extremely short skirt, you could see her slender legs encased in white over-the-knee stockings.

The girl's toes were tightly clenched together due to nervousness, causing some wrinkles in her stockings.

She bit her lip and turned her face away, her fingers gripping the hem of her skirt tightly, her voice trembling violently, "Although that kind of thing has to wait... but... but other things are okay."

"I may not have mastered it yet, but I'm willing to give it a try if you're interested."

Chen Lu's gaze never left the girl's straight and slender legs.

He didn't try to argue this time.

His rational mind kept telling him that he had to quickly defend himself, saying that he didn't actually like it at all, and that he didn't keep those pornographic videos because of his foot fetish, in order to salvage his reputation as Master Chen.

Then reason was beaten to death with sticks.