Inside the shop today, it was still just Zhu Niao and Gou Yu.
As a gold-star rider, Gou Yu still hadn’t escaped his two-day ban on taking orders. For his delivery career, this was nothing short of a Waterloo—a crushing defeat.
Likewise, being a very observant underage girl, the Store Manager Lady instantly understood the situation the moment she saw her good brother and her future sister-in-law arrive together.
She immediately began looking for a reason to leave that was different from yesterday’s, prepared to hand full control of the shop over to her good brother and future sister-in-law.
“Ah, I just remembered. My dad seems to be out of medicine, so I need to head back and deliver some to him.”
As the Store Manager Lady said this, she once again placed the keys in front of Zhu Niao and Gou Yu.
In other words, she was once again handing the entire storefront over to the two of them.
Zhu Niao silently picked up the keys and glanced at Gou Yu beside her.
“I remember when I went to your house last time, your dad seemed pretty normal. Why does he suddenly need medicine? Is he sick?”
Zhu Niao felt she should show some concern.
“Uh, he’s not sick.” Gou Yu hesitated, seemingly organizing his words. “But he does need to take medicine. You can think of it as something to strengthen the body. It’s essential for a mature man.”
“What are you talking about? Does that mean you’ll have to take medicine in the future too?” Zhu Niao poked Gou Yu’s arm.
“Uh, about that…” Gou Yu looked Zhu Niao up and down.
Since autumn had fully arrived, they had to be on guard for winter, which could ambush them at any moment. People only changed into thinner clothing when they were planning to exercise.
So, today, Zhu Niao was wearing a black, loose-fitting jacket. Underneath was a simple knit sweater paired with a crisp-collared shirt, giving her a bit of a British style.
On her lower half, she wore a pleated miniskirt along with slouch socks over small leather shoes.
Of course, she had changed into the skirt at Gou Yu’s strong insistence; otherwise, she would have just worn long pants.
She had originally intended to wear pants, but she couldn’t find her thermal leggings. The only thing she found that looked like thermal leggings was attached to socks. Zhu Niao thought they were just tights, but Gou Yu called them “bare-leg artifacts.”
After all, no normal tights would be that thick.
Gou Yu said they were meant to be worn just like thermal leggings, specifically for warmth.
However, Zhu Niao thought Gou Yu was full of it. Who wears thermal leggings as outerwear?
Gou Yu argued that in the dead of winter, girls who wore short skirts on the street all wore these; otherwise, how could they possibly withstand the cold?
Good grief, until now, Zhu Niao had actually believed those girls wearing short skirts in winter were just immune to the freezing temperatures.
“Are you cold?” Gou Yu glanced at Zhu Niao.
Naturally, he was looking at Zhu Niao’s legs—specifically the lines formed when her legs were pressed together. It always had a way of drawing the eye or stirring certain impulses.
Though the impulse it stirred was for Gou Yu to bury his head right between those two pressed-together thighs.
“I’m not cold. Your lecherous gaze is about to burn holes through my legs.” Zhu Niao pulled her sleeves down with both hands, covering her thighs to somewhat obstruct Gou Yu’s view.
Deprived of legs to look at, Gou Yu felt a bit of regret and turned to look at Zhu Niao’s face.
Well, this was good too. She was beautiful enough.
“Speaking of which, you really seem like a girl now. You even know to keep your legs together when you sit down.”
After Gou Yu said that, Zhu Niao moved her hands away and looked down at her pressed-together legs.
She completely failed to notice the “mission accomplished” look on Gou Yu’s face beside her.
“Duh, aren’t I a girl now?” Zhu Niao grumbled. “And besides, isn’t this because of you?”
“Because of me?” Gou Yu hadn’t expected this to be turned back on him.
“Duh. Before, when I wore skirts at home and sat with my legs apart, didn’t you always remind me that as a girl I should keep them together? Otherwise, I’d run into perverts trying to look up my skirt.”
“Hey, I thought that was a kind reminder?” Gou Yu began to defend himself against the perceived injustice.
“Then why don’t you mention how you immediately flopped onto the floor right in front of me afterward? You insisted on demonstrating what a pervert peeking up a skirt looked like. You made it so that whenever I wear a skirt, I can never forget to wear safety shorts.” Zhu Niao spoke with her teeth gritted.
“But wasn’t the result a good one?” Gou Yu didn’t think he had done anything wrong.
“The point is, I feel like you weren’t acting.” A hint of disgust suddenly flickered in Zhu Niao’s eyes, and she even scooted her chair a little further away from him.
“It was just part of my master plan. Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand,” Gou Yu said, moving his chair back next to Zhu Niao.
This time, Zhu Niao didn’t move away as he approached. She simply extended her middle finger toward him before taking out her phone to scroll through videos.
The shop fell silent for a moment.
“Hey, Old Dog,” Zhu Niao spoke up. “Do you… do you really like legs that much?”
Gou Yu looked on with a flat expression as his fetish was exposed.
He simply spoke slowly, “Have you ever heard a common saying?”
“What saying?”
“The more mature a man is, the lower his preferred body part sinks.” Gou Yu held up one finger, his expression so serious it looked like he was about to participate in a competition. “Children like faces, young men like chests, middle-aged men like butts, and old men like legs.”
“No, what on earth are you talking about?” Zhu Niao looked at the dead-serious Gou Yu, feeling momentarily at a loss.
“What I mean is, I have already matured to the point that at only 20 years old, I have the maturity of a 100-year-old.” Gou Yu suddenly stood up, striking a pose as if embracing the sun. “What I like isn’t the face, the chest, or the butt. It isn’t even the legs. It’s the feet!”
“Only the most delicate, beautiful feet can move my heart and make me obsessed!”
By the time he turned around, Zhu Niao had already retreated to the corner, the look of disgust on her face almost palpable.
“Seriously, I really want to stomp on you right now, but I’m afraid you’d enjoy it,” Zhu Niao said, pulling her legs back even further. “I feel like you’d treat a War Stomp as a massage.”
“You seem to be getting a bit too extreme.”
Gou Yu sat back down and opened a horror movie. “Hurry up, let’s watch a movie together.”
“Another horror movie?”
Zhu Niao, who had just leaned in and was about to flee again, was grabbed by Gou Yu. “Are you scared?”
“Bullshit,” Zhu Niao said, though her tone weakened. “Then… if you’re scared today, remember to come to my room…”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be sleeping in your room from now on anyway.”
Gou Yu grinned, then suddenly remembered something. “Oh, that’s right. After classes tomorrow, you’re coming home with me.”
“I know, I know. It’s not a big deal.”
It truly wasn’t a big deal.
It was just that Gou Yu’s parents were planning to have the two of them get engaged.