“Xixi—Xixi xixi!”
The little guy, who had been separated from Su Qi for one day, showed extreme enthusiasm upon seeing him again.
Ignoring the cute cartoon playing on the TV, she pounced directly onto Su Qi.
Feeling the healing brought by the little guy’s fuzziness and passion, Su Qi’s originally complicated mood improved significantly after returning from the outside world.
“Xixi, stop licking me. Have you been a good girl at home today?”
“Xixi!”
“Such a good girl, such a good girl.”
“Xixi!”
Su Qi easily held the little cutie, Su Xixi. He did not care whether the little guy could understand him, nor did he notice An Xiaoling’s strange gaze. He simply teased the little one as he headed back to his bedroom.
Faced with Su Qi, who had been busy outside all day and returned looking as if he had been “eaten,” An Xiaoling felt a cocktail of emotions. At this moment, she had the distinct sense of being a helpless husband whose wife had just been “educated” by a boss at work. However, because she did not have a formal relationship with Su Qi yet, she could not voice her frustrations.
This sense of depression only doubled when she looked at the good ally sitting beside her.
Lately, Lin Xue had been strange—extremely strange.
Every night, she watched An Xiaoling, preventing her from sneaking into the bedroom to ambush Su Qi.
This was no ally; she was more like Su Qi’s well-behaved pet.
Thinking about the fact that something seemed to have happened between Lin Xue and Su Qi, An Xiaoling only felt more indignant.
In a sense, this was a case of the officials being allowed to light fires while the commoners were forbidden from even lighting a lamp.
Recalling the white silk stockings and the crimson lipstick stains on Su Qi’s lips when he returned home, An Xiaoling made a major decision.
If she got the chance, she had to lead Lin Xue away and find an opportunity to be alone with Su Qi.
If necessary, she would need to use some clever schemes. After all, her competition was clearly growing.
‘But what should I use when the time comes?’
‘Alcohol? That seems like a good idea.’
‘But I’m also allergic to alcohol!’
‘Should I use some strange medicine?’
‘No, that won’t do. I’m not some trashy girl.’
‘I want both Su Qi’s body and his heart.’
‘After all, winning a girl’s heart allows for the unlocking of more positions.’
‘Hmm… it seems this matter requires careful planning.’
As for now…
She still had to discuss the previous issue with her rebellious ally, Lin Xue.
If she could talk some sense into Lin Xue and get her to stop being Su Qi’s bodyguard, everything would be much less complicated.
Although it was a bit shameful to think about three people sharing one blanket, if she could snuggle with Su Qi, it wouldn’t be so bad.
“Senior Sister Lin, what do you think of Su Qi, who just got home?”
An Xiaoling originally wanted Lin Xue to notice Su Qi’s white silk stockings and the lipstick.
However, Lin Xue, who had endured another day of hunger, instinctively replied to An Xiaoling’s question.
“Want to eat?”
An Xiaoling was confused. ‘Want to eat? What kind of answer is that? And what does Lin Xue want to eat?’
‘Forget it, I won’t overthink it. I’ll go back to my room to write. Maybe I can find some inspiration from the novel.’
Having returned to his room, Su Qi was unaware of An Xiaoling’s dangerous thoughts, let alone Lin Xue’s hunger. The events at St. Mary’s Cathedral and the transformation of his good brother, Mo Yu, had consumed too many of his brain cells.
His thoughts were in disarray.
After interacting with Su Xixi for a while, and considering that the little guy had just bathed yesterday, Su Qi decided to go to the bathroom alone.
Perhaps because he had turned into a girl, he was still getting used to things.
Before, Su Qi didn’t have a strict habit of bathing every day; he usually only bathed when his hair got oily or when he felt sweaty.
But since becoming a girl, the current Su Qi bathed almost every single day. He had grown to love the relaxation and comfort of hot water washing over his body.
As he stripped off his clothes, Su Qi tossed the “battle-damaged” version of the Nun’s White Silk Stockings into the trash to avoid triggering any bad memories.
He stepped into the bathtub, feeling the warm stream of water slide across his long hair and skin.
That sense of healing allowed him to relax slightly.
However, upon seeing his healthy, tender pink toes, Su Qi’s pale little face could not help but turn slightly red.
‘In the past, when I read certain special scripts, I knew that some people with an Alphabet Fetish had an interest in feet.’
He recalled every move Sister Fufu had made toward him while he was sitting on her in the confession room. As an introverted and conservative person, Su Qi felt various levels of shame. Yet, beneath that shame, there was even a faint trace of excitement.
‘Excitement?’
Sensing this wrong emotion, Su Qi decisively shook his head. Following the movement, Su Qi—who had been exhausted all day and was now undergoing a mental storm while wrapped in hot water—felt his consciousness grow hazy.
His deep, peach-blossom eyes became increasingly unfocused. In a daze, Su Qi fell asleep in the bathtub.
As the saying goes, what one thinks about by day, one dreams of by night. Perhaps because the events at the church were too shocking, Su Qi entered a corresponding dreamscape after falling asleep.
In the dream, the setting was once again the confession room of the cathedral.
Ye Xiaoying, dressed in a holy nun’s habit, was with him behind that hidden stone wall.
His good brother was still on the other side of the wall, speaking in a shy, soft voice.
Experiencing this thrilling and immoral scenario for the second time, Su Qi, who did not realize it was a dream, felt his heart leap into his throat again.
“Little Qi, you wouldn’t want our secret to be discovered by Little Yu, would you?”
Listening to the dangerous words coming from Ye Fufu as she slowly approached—her style completely at odds with her outfit—Su Qi, who knew all about her Alphabet Fetish, was just about to end this special play.
But before Su Qi could move his hands, things changed. Ye Fufu, who had been obediently prostrate before him, suddenly moved. Like a startled rabbit, she broke character and pounced on Su Qi.
Perhaps the breathtaking sight beneath the black ribbons of the Saintess Uniform during the day had given Su Qi too much of a shock. The moment he regained his senses after being tackled, he realized with tears in his eyes that the beautiful scenery hidden under those large ribbons was constantly expanding before him.
Looking at that incredibly alluring white skin and feeling the terrible inverted numerical position between himself and Ye Fufu, he could faintly hear his good brother calling from outside the confession room.
“A Qi, can you hear me?”
Thump-thump, thump-thump—
Faced with these various stimulating scenarios, Su Qi felt completely overwhelmed.
Because he was worried Mo Yu would discover them, he didn’t dare speak up to stop Sister Fufu.
However, the current situation prevented him from responding to Mo Yu as well.
In the next second, something even worse happened. In the dream, Ye Fufu actually began to lower her center of gravity.
Splash—
Normally, dreams do not have real-world physics.
But at this moment, as Ye Fufu moved in the dream, Su Qi clearly felt a sense of pressure on his chest.
He even felt repeated collisions against his face. Everything felt incredibly real.
While the dreaming Su Qi was frantically thinking about how to get Sister Fufu to stop and resolve this “confession crisis,” he heard a sound.
“Xixi!”
A tiny, cute, and very “Xixi” sound drifted into Su Qi’s ears. Hearing this, Su Qi was stunned for a moment. He thought carefully and realized… ‘Isn’t that Su Xixi’s voice?’
‘And didn’t I return to the Cangyou Wildcat Team?’
‘Wait, am I dreaming?’
Realizing this, and faced with the white blur that was still descending in his dream, the indignant Su Qi didn’t have time to open his eyes before he reached out to physically strike back.
However, after swinging his hand, Su Qi froze. His palm had actually felt the sensation of skin.
Startled, Su Qi snapped his eyes open. The scene before him left him dazed.
In the bathroom where he had been alone just moments ago, the little guy, Su Xixi, had somehow sat down on his collarbone.
Her little pi gu was wiggling non-stop. Perhaps the “white blur” in his dream had been caused by the little guy.
Following the sensation on his palm, Su Qi also discovered that Senior Sister Lin Xue, who had been sitting in the living room, had also entered the bathroom at some point.
Currently, a clear handprint was visible on her stunning face.
Seeing the handprint, Su Qi couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty.
However, as he tilted his head slightly and saw the scene of the one woman and one rabbit feasting, his shame vanished instantly, replaced by pure rage.
“Senior Sister Lin, Su Xixi, what are you doing?”
Faced with Su Qi’s angry interrogation, Lin Xue, who had been immersed in her “meal,” finally snapped out of it.
“Ah, Junior Schoolmate Su Qi. I heard you talking in your sleep just now—something about ‘don’t come over here.’ I was worried, so I came in to check on you. But I haven’t eaten in several days, and I was so hungry that I just couldn’t help myself.”
Hearing this explanation, the rise and fall of Su Qi’s chest intensified.
‘What do you mean you “couldn’t help yourself”?’
‘What kind of explanation is that?’
‘When you see someone having a nightmare, shouldn’t you wake them up?!’
In addition to his anger, the thought that he wasn’t wearing a single stitch of clothing—combined with Lin Xue’s lingering gaze on the “main course” and the unmentionable… stains on the corner of her mouth—made Su Qi point indignantly toward the door.
“Senior Sister Lin Xue, you—get out!”
Hearing Su Qi’s command, Lin Xue instinctively wanted to explain, but facing the huffing Su Qi, she ultimately chose to walk out obediently.
“Xixi!”
Seeing her “dining partner” leave, Su Xixi, who didn’t understand human social graces and was already full, tilted her head to watch her leave.
The next moment, Su Qi grabbed her by the scruff of her neck.
“You get out, too!”
“Xixi???”