“If you don’t want your life anymore, you can tell me directly. You don’t have to express it so subtly.”
Zhu Niao looked serious.
She really wanted to kill Gou Yu right now.
“Actually, you’ve completely misunderstood me. What I meant was that your current outfit looks great and is very capable of arousing the primal desires of an adult male,” Gou Yu said with a straight face.
At this point, Zhu Niao still didn’t quite understand.
After a long while, she looked up, her eyes filled with disdain. “Don’t tell me you can actually get a reaction from your bro right now, or that you’re actually interested in your bro.”
She even raised a middle finger, as if trying to condense all her emotions into that one gesture.
“Who said anything about lust?” Gou Yu also showed a face of disdain. “I’ve found that your head is truly full of waste. There’s nothing useful left in there; you’re just thinking about these bizarre things. Alas, people’s hearts aren’t what they used to be; public morals are decaying!”
“Then if that’s not what you meant, what else could it be?” Zhu Niao still used her middle finger to point at Gou Yu’s nose.
“Filthy, vulgar, a brat not worth plotting with.” Gou Yu secretly belittled Zhu Niao with a couple of remarks, as if he wanted to bury her entire person underground. “Who says an adult male’s primal desire can only be lust? I suspect you’re being sexist.”
Seeing that Gou Yu seemed about to start preaching about gender, Zhu Niao spoke up, “Then tell me, what kind of desire could you have?”
“Appetite.”
The room fell silent for a moment.
Zhu Niao glanced at Gou Yu, who was staring intently at her legs, and then looked at her own perfectly shaped legs wrapped in white silk stockings.
She opened her mouth, but couldn’t say a word.
Finally, she just pulled her legs back with an expression of intense disgust. The loathing in her eyes this time was truly genuine.
“Seriously, you’re actually making me feel terrified right now,” Zhu Niao said.
Then she suddenly realized that Gou Yu seemed to be quite enjoying her current expression of utter disgust.
“What’s with that expression?” A hint of bewilderment flashed in Zhu Niao’s eyes.
Gou Yu’s current expression reminded her of a work she had appreciated before called: I Want You To Make a Disgusted Face and Show Me Your Underwear…
Back then, the young Zhu Niao didn’t quite understand why such a thing would make the viewer feel comfortable, nor did she understand what kind of person would have such a need.
But now she understood. Her good bro, Gou Yu, was likely part of that audience.
So, she directly raised her foot and stepped on Gou Yu’s face. “Wipe that disgusting expression off your face for me.”
“I’m just appreciating beauty. I complimented you for being good-looking and you’re still unhappy?” Gou Yu mumbled, his voice a bit muffled as his mouth was blocked by the jade-like foot wrapped in stockings.
“I just feel like your expression is a bit disgusting. As your bro, I’m actually getting the chills. I need to correct your bad interests on behalf of your parents.”
Of course, Zhu Niao couldn’t use too much force. It was only equivalent to placing her foot on Gou Yu’s face and then applying a slight pressure—just enough to keep Gou Yu from leaning in further, but not enough to push him back.
She still felt that this act of stepping on someone’s face required a certain sense of propriety.
But Niao obviously overlooked one point.
Some people need special treatment; you don’t need to worry about propriety when dealing with them.
For example, Gou Yu.
Zhu Niao, whose foot was still on Gou Yu’s face, suddenly felt a slight coolness on the sole of her foot. Then came a sigh of satisfaction, much like the comfortable sound one can’t help but make after drinking a soda.
“Are you fucking inhaling?”
“You’re stepping on my face and disrespecting me so much, what’s wrong with me collecting a little interest?” Gou Yu actually spoke with perfect confidence.
“Why didn’t I notice you had this kind of fetish before?” Zhu Niao was stunned by Gou Yu’s self-righteousness.
“Didn’t I say before that I play Arknights?”
“I fucking thought you were talking about that dinosaur-riding survival game! Who the fuck knew you were playing the anime version of Carrot Fantasy?”
After Zhu Niao finished speaking, she applied some force with her foot, seemingly trying to push Gou Yu away.
At that moment, a sudden prickle of moisture and warmth hit the arch of her foot, sending a numbing sensation through her entire body. She froze on the spot for a moment.
She didn’t even have time to pull her foot back, staring blankly at Gou Yu’s current expression—the slightly reminiscent look on his face.
Gou Yu was indeed reminiscing.
A faint fragrance, combined with a slight saltiness and bitterness through the scentless fabric.
It seemed like it was mostly just a bonus for visual stimulation; the taste wasn’t good at all. The exaggerations on the internet could practically be considered fraud.
“You… you even used your tongue?”
The middle finger Zhu Niao was pointing at him was trembling slightly, seemingly representing the young girl’s shock.
“Actually, I studied a bit of Traditional Chinese Medicine before. I’m judging whether the dampness in your body is heavy.”
“Did you figure anything out?” Zhu Niao seemed to hold a tiny sliver of expectation.
“It doesn’t taste good,” was the judgment of Old Physician Gou Yu.
“I should have kicked you to death long ago.” Zhu Niao raised her other foot and kicked Gou Yu hard in the chest, sending him flying out of range of tasting any delicacies.
“I’ve found you’re quite stingy. You won’t even let me eat this? Isn’t it grown just for me to eat?”
“If you say one more word, I’ll fly over and rip your mouth open.”
“Stingy-guts, drink cold water…” Gou Yu even began to recite the classic nursery rhyme the two of them used to sing in elementary school. “Even though it really isn’t that delicious, one should still be generous about a meal now and then. For example, your bro is taking you home for dinner during National Day.”
“Isn’t that because you want to take me to fool your parents?”
Suddenly, Zhu Niao seemed to realize something. “Hey, aren’t you from Shandong? How are you letting me eat at the table?”
“Why wouldn’t everyone in our family be able to eat at the table?” Gou Yu scratched his head. “Though back when my great-grandfather and great-grandmother were still around, they insisted that my sister and my mom eat away from the table.”
“Then how did you transition into modern society?”
“It was that one time when my great-grandparents made my sister and mom leave the table. My sister and mom did as they were told out of respect for the elders, standing to the side to eat with my great-grandmother,” Gou Yu smiled slightly. “Then my dad and I looked at each other, and right in front of my great-grandfather, we put our bowls on the floor like dog bowls. Without using chopsticks, we used our mouths to crawl on the ground and see who could eat faster.”
“From then until my great-grandfather passed away, he never mentioned again that women couldn’t eat at the table.”
With her legs together, Zhu Niao sat on the bed hugging her knees. After hearing this, she gave a slight nod of approval. “Although the method you and your dad used wasn’t great, at least it was effective.”
Then came the sound of a camera shutter.
She turned her head to see Gou Yu next to her taking a candid photo.
Zhu Niao’s expression was flat as she raised her fist.
Gou Yu was completely unafraid and held up his phone once more. “Perfect. One for the lock screen, and one for the wallpaper.”
A chapter was missed.
No chapter 191?