Si Yiheng lowered his eyes to look at Shuyu, kissing her forehead once more. "Yes, the little baby is right."
He would always treat Shuyu well.
This way, Shuyu would forever stay by his side, forever be his lover alone, his future wife.
Si Yiheng placed Shuyu on the sofa and made her some hangover soup. After she drank it, he carried her upstairs to wash up. Even drunk, Shuyu was very well-behaved. When he told her to brush her teeth, she obediently brushed them; when he washed her face, she cooperated perfectly.
When Si Yiheng went to get clothes for Shuyu, she obediently followed behind him. Little Orange, who had darted out from who knows where, also trailed behind Shuyu.
They looked like two cute little tails.
Si Yiheng found a light blue short-sleeved pajama set for Shuyu. "Let's wear this, okay?"
Shuyu nodded emphatically. "Mhm."
Si Yiheng: "You go change, I'll wait for you here."
Shuyu looked at Si Yiheng with a bit of confusion, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. "Brother, am I not your baby anymore?"
Si Yiheng: "You are."
Shuyu: "Then why aren't you helping me?"
The cold white tips of Si Yiheng's ears turned faintly red. "Not right now. Change your clothes by yourself, be good."
Shuyu hadn't graduated yet.
They could kiss, they could hug, but there were some bottom lines that could not be crossed, even if they were definitely going to get married in the future.
Shuyu picked up Little Orange, who was jumping at her feet, and muttered softly, "Little Orange, look, this is your bad daddy."
Shuyu's voice was currently thick and sticky, very sweet, as if she were acting coquettishly.
Especially when she said the word daddy.
Si Yiheng's dark eyes were like deep pools. Hearing Shuyu's words, his gaze flickered.
Shuyu whispered, "Just now he said we are his babies, and now he won't even help me change my clothes, nor will he give you any canned food."
Little Orange understood canned food and meowed at Si Yiheng. "Meow, meow, meow."
One cat and one person formed a united front to accuse Si Yiheng.
Si Yiheng: "..."
Shuyu continued to stand there without speaking. Left with no choice, Si Yiheng spoke softly, "Come here, put Little Orange down. I'll help you."
Si Yiheng's long, slender fingers slipped in along the hem of Shuyu's shirt.
His cool fingers gently brushed against Shuyu's skin, making her body tremble slightly.
Si Yiheng's fingers also paused. He looked down at Shuyu, and Shuyu stared back at him, her eyes misty with water, the corners of her eyes tinted with a faint red.
Innocent, pure, and straightforward.
Si Yiheng's fingertips touched the row of clasps inside. He restrained his gaze, looking away, and with a gentle hook of his finger, undid the clasps.
"Alright, I helped you a little. You can change the rest yourself, okay?" Si Yiheng's voice was a bit hoarse.
Shuyu: "Mhm."
Shuyu finished changing. Her soft, dark, long hair hung loose. She lay on the bed hugging a doll, her eyes blinking softly from time to time.
"Are you still not sleepy?" Si Yiheng's voice came from the side of the bed.
Shuyu stared at Si Yiheng, the warm yellow light from the bedside lamp reflecting in her dark eyes. "Brother, are you not going to kiss me anymore?"
The little girl's voice was very soft, carrying the sweet stickiness of having just drank alcohol.
Her little face was snow-white, her eyes dark, her lips red and teeth white. She looked so good and earnest, like a little kitten waiting to be patted on the head.
Si Yiheng originally hadn't planned to disturb Shuyu's sleep, but now he really wanted to kiss her too.
Si Yiheng ruffled Shuyu's hair, his palm resting on the back of her neck.
The back of Shuyu's neck was very slender; his palm could almost cover it completely. Si Yiheng's fingers tightened slightly, his thumb gently rubbing behind her ear.
Si Yiheng leaned down and kissed Shuyu's lips once more.
This kiss was slower and deeper than the last. Shuyu clumsily tried to respond, until they kissed to the point where their breaths intertwined again, and this warm, urgent kiss finally ended.
After the kiss ended, Si Yiheng's Adam's apple bobbed very slowly as he kissed away a bit of moisture on Shuyu's lips.
"Alright, Baby Yu, it's time to sleep."
Shuyu obediently lay down to sleep. Si Yiheng didn't leave; he took Shuyu's clothes and went to the bathroom to wash them for her.
The dress Shuyu wore was easy to wash and was quickly cleaned.
Si Yiheng then picked up the small undergarment Shuyu wore inside to wash.
The lace fabric was incredibly soft, feeling like almost nothing in Si Yiheng's hand. Si Yiheng once again recalled his fingers touching Shuyu's smooth skin, and the slight tremble of her body the moment he unhooked the clasps.
Riiiiip.
Si Yiheng: "..."
Looking at the garment he had washed until it tore, Si Yiheng fell silent.
Expressionless, Si Yiheng took the small panties Shuyu had taken off and started washing them.
This time, Si Yiheng washed carefully, not thinking about the kiss and touch from just now. However, touching that thin piece of fabric, Si Yiheng's palms seemed to burn.
Riiiiip.
Si Yiheng: "..."
He should buy Shuyu new clothes; these poor-quality ones should all be replaced. Si Yiheng thought.
Shuyu should wear the clothes he bought, use the things he bought, and be covered from head to toe in things he bought. From the inside out, she should wear clothes he had personally washed clean.
Si Yiheng took the two torn pieces of underwear back to his own room, then brought his laptop to Shuyu's room to work.
The next morning, Si Yiheng secretly kissed Shuyu's forehead before leaving her room to go to work.
Sunlight pierced through the curtains, spreading a patch of warm golden light on the light gray carpet, with tiny dust particles slowly floating in the rays.
Peaceful and quiet.
Shuyu opened her eyes and heard Iron Egg's mechanical voice.
Iron Egg: [Good morning, baby. Today is another new day. How did you rest?]
Shuyu rolled over and hugged the blanket. "Good morning, Iron Egg. I rested very well."
It was just that she couldn't remember clearly how she came back to sleep, nor could she remember when she changed her pajamas.
She seemed to have blacked out from drinking.
Shuyu also felt that her cheeks were a bit sore, and the root and tip of her tongue were also very sore, as if she had licked many ice creams.
So frozen that her mouth was swollen.
Shuyu drooped her head. "But I don't seem to be doing too well right now. It seems I can't drink alcohol. After drinking, my tonsils hurt. I think I might have internal heat."
Iron Egg: [How pitiful. You should ask Si Yiheng to buy you some medicine.]
Only then did Shuyu remember Si Yiheng. She was waiting for him to come home yesterday.
Shuyu asked Iron Egg, "Did I wait until Si Yiheng came back yesterday?"
Iron Egg: [You did, and Si Yiheng even hugged you. He held you in his arms and coaxed you. It was a cradle hold, you know? Baby, you were lying entirely on Si Yiheng, looking so small, and Si Yiheng is so big, looking like he has endless brute strength.]
Shuyu's eyes widened slightly. "Did I get crazy drunk and bully Si Yiheng?"
Iron Egg: [No, how could you bully Si Yiheng? You just talked a lot to him like a little chatterbox puppy.]
Shuyu felt a bit awkward.
Shuyu: "Does Si Yiheng think I talk too much?"
Shuyu was now a bit worried that her mission would completely collapse because of getting drunk once. Didn't Si Yiheng like quiet people who didn't make a fuss and had no presence? She didn't seem to be particularly quiet yesterday.
Iron Egg: [No, he talked to you and even apologized to you.]
Shuyu: "..."
Shuyu almost fainted. Did she actually make Si Yiheng apologize to her?
Shuyu raised her arm to cover her face, a bit afraid to face reality. "And then?"
Iron Egg sounded resentful: [And then I was forced offline. I was locked up all night before being let out.]
[I have no idea what you two were doing. Baby, what on earth did you do?]
Shuyu: "!!!"
Shuyu felt a little dead inside. "I don't know what we did either."
Iron Egg: [It's okay, our department has plot backups. I can go check the plot now, but I need to leave for a while.]
Shuyu nodded her head. "Okay, thank you, Iron Egg."
Iron Egg left. Shuyu got up, planning to throw the clothes she wore yesterday into the washing machine. She looked around and finally saw her clothes hanging out to dry on the balcony.
But her undergarments looked like they had been torn to absolute shreds.
Shuyu took a picture of the clothes.
And asked Si Yiheng.
LittleFishSwimming: Brother, did you wash these clothes?
ATM: Yes.
LittleFishSwimming: Did you wash my other clothes too?
