The three of them rode around the basketball court tirelessly for over two hours before finally heading back.
As soon as they entered the house, they found several workers carrying a piano, just about to head upstairs.
Shu Qingqing turned her head and asked Lu Yu, Is this your piano? She remembered the original book mentioning that Lu Yu could play the piano.
Lu Yu shook his head.
The old lady said, This piano belongs to Bochuan.
Shu Qingqing was surprised. Lu Bochuan actually knows how to play the piano?
The old lady was even more surprised than her. You actually didn't know?
The old lady walked over and touched the piano. You wouldn't know, but when I was young, the male lead in one of my favorite novels was a pianist. So later on, I specifically had Bochuan learn how to play.
Shu Qingqing could not help but sigh in awe, Mother-in-law, you actually read romance novels too?
The old lady shot her a sidelong glance. Listen to you. It's as if I was never young myself. I used to read all sorts of novels back in the day. You know, boys who play the piano are the most handsome.
Right, right! Shu Qingqing agreed wholeheartedly. Then why are you moving this piano?
Bochuan's piano has always been kept in the guest room, and I want to convert the guest room into a yoga studio.
Shu Qingqing touched the piano. Mother-in-law, let's put the piano in our bedroom.
At past ten o'clock in the evening, Lu Bochuan arrived home.
He thought Shu Qingqing would still be chatting with the old lady in the living room, but upon entering, he found no one on the first floor.
Lu Bochuan went straight up to the second floor.
Opening the bedroom door, he saw a piano sitting prominently right in the middle of the room.
Lu Bochuan! Shu Qingqing walked over with a joyful expression. Your mother said you can play the piano.
The heating in the bedroom was ample, leaving Shu Qingqing's cheeks soft and pink.
Mhm. Lu Bochuan raised his hand, running his fingertips across it.
Then can you play a song for me?
Lu Bochuan chuckled lightly, pulling her to sit down on the piano bench. What do you want to hear?
Shu Qingqing thought for a moment. Can you play Secret?
Lu Bochuan frowned slightly. What secret?
Tsk, there really was a generation gap here.
Shu Qingqing could not think of anything else she wanted to hear at the moment. Then just play a song you know.
Lu Bochuan placed his fingers on the keys, thought for a while, and pressed down.
A melodious tune soon lingered throughout the entire room.
Lu Bochuan sat very straight. His long, well-defined fingers fell onto the keys one by one, his movements clean and crisp.
Shu Qingqing found the melody somewhat familiar and began to hum along.
As the song ended, Lu Bochuan even threw in a showy glissando.
Shu Qingqing could not help but clap her hands. That sounded amazing! Lu Bochuan, what is this song called?
Fur Elise. Lu Bochuan stared into her eyes. Legend has it that it was a piece Beethoven wrote for his beloved.
Shu Qingqing let out an Oh. So it's Beethoven's piece. Artists really are romantic. The people they love must be very happy.
Lu Bochuan suddenly flipped the piano cover down, grabbed Shu Qingqing under her arms, and lifted her onto the piano. I can play this piece. So, rounding it up, does that mean I am also very romantic?
He wore an expression that practically begged for praise.
He even knew how to round up his logic.
Shu Qingqing laughed. Yes, you are very romantic too.
Lu Bochuan reached out, rubbing her chin with his thumb. Then do you like it?
Shu Qingqing thought he was asking about the song. I like it.
Lu Bochuan suddenly leaned in and dropped a kiss on her forehead. Qingqing, I like you too.
A sudden confession.
Shu Qingqing was momentarily stunned.
Before she could react, her lips were captured once again.
The man gripped her waist tightly, kissing and sucking tenderly before parting her teeth to explore even deeper.
Who knew how long it had been before Lu Bochuan finally let her go.
Shu Qingqing's lips were slightly red and swollen, looking moist and glossy.
Lu Bochuan's fingertip gently brushed across them. Very sweet.
Shu Qingqing raised an eyebrow.
She seemed to have tasted a hint of alcohol just now.
Have you been drinking?
Lu Bochuan: Mhm.
No wonder he was so direct today, confessing to her and calling her sweet.
Do you feel unwell? Do you want me to make you a cup of honey water? Shu Qingqing said, preparing to hop down.
But Lu Bochuan pressed against her, stopping her. No need.
With that said, Lu Bochuan raised his hands, slowly and methodically untying his tie and setting it aside.
He then undid two buttons. As he tugged at his collar, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his pectoral muscles became faintly visible.
Shu Qingqing quietly swallowed hard.
Lu Bochuan was definitely doing this on purpose.
Shu Qingqing poked his chest. Did you know I like this kind of thing, so you're deliberately seducing me?
Lu Bochuan chuckled aloud, directly taking her hand and placing it on his abdomen. I'll let you touch.
His well-defined muscles were firm yet elastic. The moment Shu Qingqing touched them, she clearly felt Lu Bochuan tremble slightly.
She playfully flicked her fingers against him.
But she misjudged the location.
She almost touched Lu Bochuan's...
The next second, Shu Qingqing's fingers were caught.
Don't cause trouble, Lu Bochuan frowned.
Shu Qingqing could not help but look down.
It seemed... there was still no reaction.
But it also seemed like there was a little...
She wanted to take another look, but Lu Bochuan had already lifted her chin.
He kissed her again.
Her mouth was getting a bit numb.
But since Lu Bochuan was incapable in that department, he could only express his affection for her through kissing.
Just kiss, then.
Shu Qingqing closed her eyes, allowing him to take what he wanted.
A long time later, Lu Bochuan finally released her and went to the bathroom.
Shu Qingqing lay on her stomach on the bed, bored out of her mind as she scrolled through short videos.
Suddenly, she saw a nostalgic video blogger live-streaming a game of Slapjack.
Shu Qingqing instantly became interested and clicked into the live broadcast to watch.
Lu Bochuan came out of the bathroom. He spoke for a long time but saw no response from Shu Qingqing.
He could not help but reach out and pinch her cheek. What are you watching so intently?
Shu Qingqing's eyes suddenly lit up. Lu Bochuan, do you know how to play Slapjack?
Lu Bochuan: Hm?
Shu Qingqing ignored the generation gap, ran downstairs to the living room, and grabbed a deck of playing cards.
This is how you play Slapjack. The two of us take turns placing cards down. When one person puts down a card with the same number as a previous card, they can take those two matching cards and all the cards in between. In the end, whoever runs out of cards first loses.
Lu Bochuan nodded, indicating he understood.
Shu Qingqing: But just playing is no fun. Why don't we make a wager!
Lu Bochuan: What kind of wager?
Let me think... A few seconds later, Shu Qingqing suddenly snapped her fingers. How about this: if you lose, you call me big sister, and if I lose, I call you big brother. The person who wins the most times at the end can also ask the other person to do one thing. What do you think?
Sure. Lu Bochuan sat cross-legged on the bed.
Shu Qingqing had great luck at first, winning more than half the cards. Just as Lu Bochuan was down to his last two cards, his luck suddenly turned around.
In the first round, Shu Qingqing lost.
Unconvinced, Shu Qingqing demanded another round.
In the second round, Shu Qingqing lost again.
No way, I'm shuffling this time. Shu Qingqing took the cards and shuffled them for a full five minutes before putting them down.
Bring it on. I refuse to believe this.
In the third round, Shu Qingqing finally won once.
She put her hands on her hips and laughed heartily, then hooked her finger under Lu Bochuan's chin. Come on, let me hear you call me big sister.
Lu Bochuan raised an eyebrow. "Best two out of three. You still owe me two 'brothers' from earlier."
Shu Qingqing paused.
"Well, that was only three rounds. Let's go again, let's play again."
Lu Bochuan continued to play with her.
They played three more rounds in a row, and Shu Qingqing lost every single one.
"Did you cheat?" Shu Qingqing pushed Lu Bochuan aside, insisting on checking him for hidden cards.
Of course, there were none.
Lu Bochuan then pinched her cheek. "Can you say it now?"
The man's gaze was far too eager.
Shu Qingqing tried calling him 'brother' in her head.
She immediately shuddered.
No way, it was too awkward.
She just couldn't bring herself to say it out loud.
Lu Bochuan waited for ages, but seeing that she wasn't going to open her mouth, he lightly scratched her palm to urge her. "Hurry up and say it."
"Huh, why am I suddenly so sleepy?" Shu Qingqing muttered to herself as she wrapped herself up in the blanket and casually switched off the light.
In the darkness, Lu Bochuan was left speechless...
