Jiang Xiaoli chuckled dryly a few times, "How did you figure it out?"
Zong Jia sighed and reached out to ruffle her hair. "Be good!"
She casually gathered the loose hair that was sticking to her neck and tied it up. "Ayu, I slept so hard I'm all sweaty. I want to take a shower."
Zong Jia and Jing Jing stared at her for a few seconds. "Little Pear, you did this on purpose."
She shook her head, looking completely innocent. "What are you saying? I don't understand."
Then the next second she was lifted into the air and picked up, "Let me explain to you."
She laughed and put her arm around his neck, reminding him, "But Xiao Ayu was injured just now."
Zong Jia helped her sit down on the edge of the bathtub, and while running the water, he replied, "This is none of your business!"
Jiang Xiaoli swallowed hard, looking at the patch of skin peeking out from his collar as he bent over. "Ayu, you've been secretly working out behind my back?"
Zong Jia was puzzled. He turned to look at her and said, "Exercise? No, I haven't."
She reached out and touched his waist. "Where did you get your pecs and abs?"
A few soft laughs came from above her head, "If Little Pear likes it, they'll always be here."
She stood barefoot on his feet, wrapped her arms around his waist, and commented, "Male enchantress!"
Zong Jia asked in return, "Did I misunderstand? Does Little Pear not like it?"
She kissed his abs through his clothes to show her feelings.
Jiang Xiaoli could clearly feel the muscles in front of her tense up a bit. She asked cheerfully, "Is Ayu... excited?"
Zong Jia took a deep breath, placed his hands under her armpits, and lifted her up. "Little Pear, you'll regret this."
She was about to say something stubborn when a passionate kiss swallowed it all up.
...
When Jiang Xiaoli came out of the bathroom, her mind was in a mess.
She felt weak all over, without any strength, like a doll whose energy had been drained.
Placed on the bed, she whimpered, "Actually, you're a robot, right? Right?"
Zong Jia took a dry towel and dried her hair, chuckling as he said, "I told you to be good."
She pouted, "The physical differences between men and women are so unfair."
Zong Jia kissed her pouting lips. "Can't you say something nice?"
She said fiercely, "Don't even think about it!"
Zong Jia shrugged. "So, I can only lead by example."
The young couple inside the house were arguing incessantly, while the two in the living room were playing rock-paper-scissors to decide who would knock on the door to call someone for dinner.
Zhong Yuan lost again. He shouted, "Fu Zi, give me another chance, best of five, please?"
Dafu kicked him in the butt, "Go on, one round is the only winner, best two out of three isn't enough, don't cheat!"
Zhong Yuan shuffled over to Zong Jia's door and knocked, tentatively calling out, "Brother Zong? Little Pear? Are you awake? Time to eat!"
Zong Jiayu's voice came from inside the house, "Get up, I'll be right there!"
Jiang Xiaoli then tugged at her bath towel, "Ah! My clothes are wet!"
Zong Jia smiled smugly, opened the wardrobe, took out a set of her clothes, and placed them next to her.
Jiang Xiaoli's pupils dilated in shock. "How come you have my clothes here? Even my underwear? Ah Yu, so you're a pervert!"
Zong Jia silenced her with a passionate kiss, saying, "You gave it to me when I was at your house last time!"
She blinked. "Really? I don't remember."
Zong Jiayu reminded her, "Last time at your house, I didn't have any clothes to wear, and you offered to keep two sets of clothes in our two rooms."
Tsk, is this what you say at a time like this? It's normal that she doesn't remember, right?
She chuckled, "You have a good memory!"
Zong Jia pinched her cheek. "You! You always know how to turn the tables on others!"
Her cheek stung slightly, and she hastily shoved his hand away, saying, "Get out of my way, I need to get dressed!"
Seeing that she was a little shy, Zong Jia chuckled and turned to find his clothes.
When he finished choosing his clothes and turned around, the little girl, with rosy cheeks, was sitting on the edge of the bed in a sky-blue loungewear set, looking incredibly well-behaved.
Zong Jia couldn't help but lean down and kiss her lips. "How can Little Pear be so cute?"
Jiang Xiaoli patted his abs, "Hurry up and put on some clothes! You exhibitionist!"
Zong Jia chuckled, pulling on his T-shirt as he asked, "Not so proud of my abs now?"
She nodded. "Things change! Are you done yet? I'm hungry!"
As she was about to get up and leave, Zong Jiayu stopped her and helped her tidy her hair. "That's better now."
When they came out wearing matching pajamas, Zhong Yuan and Da Fu simultaneously dropped their chopsticks onto the table.
The two looked at each other and saw regret in each other's eyes.
Although they don't have a penchant for eavesdropping, this "affair" happening right under their noses is truly agonizing!
Zhong Yuan stared intently at Jiang Xiaoli, trying to see through her psychological defenses.
Unfortunately, both of them had exceptional mental fortitude.
Zhong Yuan couldn't help but sigh, "The world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be!"
Jiang Xiaoli asked with a grin, "Brother Yuan, how would you describe yourself?"
Zhong Yuan shook his head and said, "Little Pear, I still underestimated you."
Zong Jia tapped the edge of his bowl with his chopsticks. "It's ready."
The four of them ate dinner very quickly, and Zhong Yuan noticed that Jiang Xiaoli ate half a bowl more rice than usual.
He couldn't help but ask, "Little Pear, did you get so tired during your lunch break? You ate quite a lot today!"
Jiang Xiaoli said without changing her expression, "Brother Yuan, don't you know that you burn 50 calories for every hour you sleep!"
Zhong Yuan thought she was making it up, but Da Fu was a little curious. He touched his belly, which had recently gained some weight, and asked, "Little Pear, are you serious? Can you really lose weight while sleeping?"
She nodded affirmatively, "Yes, you can consult a professional; you can burn calories while sleeping!"
The two started discussing weight loss, and Zhong Yuan couldn't help but shake his head at Da Fu's lack of motivation.
"Fuzi, going for a walk after dinner is much faster at losing weight than sleeping!"
Dafu nodded seriously, "Indeed, I'm going downstairs for a walk, do you want to come?"
Zhong Yuan: "..."
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