Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 80, Section 78: The Blooming of a Twenty-Year-Old
The water heater worked perfectly and passed the test smoothly.

The showerhead gushed water, mixed with orange bath oil, transforming the bathroom into a tropical rainy season.

Du Jianuo took a deep breath in the water droplets, then exhaled, trying to expel all her emotions—surprise, excitement, agitation, and confusion—at once.

She cupped her cheeks, feeling the extra warmth even in the hot shower.

What I just mentioned were all part of the job description.

Planning and organizing the live streaming room is part of my job, and I also cleaned the room while I was at it.

In addition, testing household appliances.

But how
How did things suddenly turn out like this?
Taking a shower just a door away is just too much.
Can this be considered part of the job?
After going through many twists and turns, I encountered the same problem as my senior.

He Min once complained that the workload was too heavy and complex, spanning countless fields.

How did I persuade her back then?

They seem to be righteously siding with the capitalists, insisting that difficulties in securing revenue will be completely eliminated.

So, I just made 300,000!
The boomerang came too fast, so fast that I was caught off guard.

Do we really have to go through fire and water, or rather, be like moths drawn to a flame?
Du Jianuo forcibly suppressed her chaotic thoughts and ideas.

She vigorously rubbed the essential oil between her fingertips, the orange scent filling her nostrils as she tried to distract herself.

In her boundless imagination, the girl suddenly remembered a tutorial on having fun that she had seen online some time ago.

—Eat an orange while showering.

Don't eat it right away. Turn the water up high and make it very hot. When you feel a little short of breath, take the orange and peel it little by little. The orange aroma will explode in the bathroom. Then take a big bite.

It's like transforming into a monkey in the jungle in an instant, and being able to swing on a swing in the forest the next second.

So free, so primitive, so vibrant.

It's like something that's about to happen.

No, no!

What are you thinking!

Du Jianuo shook her head, pricked up her ears, and tried to listen to the sounds outside the bathroom amidst the torrential rain and the smell of freedom.

Outside the frosted door, all was quiet; there was no one in sight as expected.

call.
The girl scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on her face, washing away her unrealistic yet free and passionate expectations.

The bathroom door opened again, and the girl, who smelled of oranges, was dressed and ready to go.

A white hair drying cap covered her head, and her lace nightgown reached almost to her knees. She moved with shuffling steps, barely shuffling a few centimeters off the floor.

"The water heater works well too."

Du Jianuo spoke softly, her starry eyes darting towards the light in the master bedroom.

"Uh-huh."

Zhou Mingyuan, who was leaning against the bed, had already changed into his pajamas. He was leisurely leaning against the pillows, holding a remote control in one hand and an iced cola in the other.

It was not at all what I had imagined.

"Uh"

Du Jianuo rubbed her eyes, her expression blank.

"come here."

Zhou Mingyuan smiled and patted the large bed beside him.

"I found a few videos, we can take a look."

Did you also prepare a video?

Wow, this junior is really something else!
Du Jianuo's curiosity was piqued, so she slipped on her slippers and moved closer to the large bed.

Then, the projection screen lit up, and to the rhythmic beat of the music, Du Jianuo froze on the spot.

She slowly turned her head and looked at Zhou Mingyuan.

"Is this a dance video?"

"correct."

The man beckoned to her, looking quite interested.

"Look at the girl in the center, her legs are so long. I feel like you could dance like that too."

"You went through all that trouble, cleaning the house, testing the appliances, and connecting to the internet, just to watch dance videos with me???"

Du Jianuo took a deep breath and repeated it.

"what happened?"

Zhou Mingyuan looked completely innocent, his hands outstretched, his eyes and brows seemingly possessing the pure innocence of an eighteen-year-old boy.

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"I do not want to look."

Du Jianuo forced a smile, slapped Zhou Mingyuan's hand away, took the remote control, and turned off the projector with a click.

"She dances very well?" "Her basic skills are a mess, she can't even keep her footing, and she has no strength in her waist and back."

Don't compare me to her!

Before Zhou Mingyuan could react, the senior student, her voice trembling with excitement, climbed up to him.

"How about we switch to a different major?"

Zhou Mingyuan almost burst out laughing.

Du Jianuo buried her head in the blanket, her voice muffled.

"I! Don't! Want! To! See!"

The girl was seething with anger, her shoulders swaying and twisting, determined not to let Zhou Mingyuan pull her out of bed.

Mad!
Du Jianuo felt incredibly wronged.

Ever since he came out of the bathroom, every movement, every detail, and every facial expression of Zhou Mingyuan made her doubt herself.

That's it.
Am I really that unattractive?

He wasn't interested at all!

After a few minutes of silence, the other party still did not make a move.

Du Jianuo simply crawled out from under the covers, peeking out her little head and staring blankly at him in the darkness.

Zhou Mingyuan was playing on his phone, his fingers tapping incessantly on the screen.

It’s over.

Lying next to him in her carefully chosen nightgown, she found herself less appealing than the virtual pet on her phone.

She clenched her fists, her heart feeling like lead, sinking to the bottom of the sea.

Moonlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating Zhou Mingyuan's sharply defined profile.

He was speaking into his phone, his voice deep and resonant. He had a good physique, and his pajamas revealed a section of his forearm, which looked broad and strong.

When are you coming back? I'll pick you up from the station later.

Who is he talking to?

His tone was gentle and doting, just like when he was coaxing a kitten.

Just as the voice message slipped from her hand with a "whoosh," Du Jianuo was suddenly overcome with an overwhelming surge of emotion.

The pent-up emotions reached their limit, like a bowstring being drawn taut.

Ever since Douyu operator Guo Yujie quoted a price of 200,000 yuan, she has been trying her best to control her emotions.

Control yourself and don't show weakness. Speak less and smile more, be a good decorative vase, and don't mess up things that are set in stone.

How long must one remain a decorative vase before being free to be oneself?
Even though the negotiations had clearly come to an end, I was still habitually suppressing my emotions.

It seems that Zhou Mingyuan has absolutely no interest in him.

not like this.

He was really into it the first time we kissed!
She took a deep breath, braced her left hand on the mattress, wrapped her right arm around the man's waist, and gently exerted force.

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The moment their eyes met, Du Jianuo's mind went completely blank.

His eyes were so bright.

He seems to be somewhat interested in me!

With a strange premonition, the girl looked up at Zhou Mingyuan, about to speak.

The next second, the phone the man was holding was thrown far to the side with a dull thud.

He lowered his head and sealed her lips with his.

This was a kiss more passionate than I could remember or even imagine.

Just like eating oranges in the bathroom, it was free and passionate, as if the two of them were returning to nature and immersing themselves in the rainforest.

Overwhelmed by emotions, he acted recklessly.

It's nothing like the half-hearted approach of Jieyou Media.

Instead, there is a clamor of instinct and aggression, as if they have waited too long, as if they have finally become unrestrained.

As Zhou Mingyuan lowered his head, he handled her like a fragile object, turning her sideways and handling her with care.

Du Jianuo's mind was a complete mess. He threw her into the clouds in one breath, and she sank into the soft mattress between his arms, her eyes closed, her hands tightly wrapped around the man's neck.

"Actually, I don't like watching dance videos either."

Zhou Mingyuan smiled and reached out his hand, his five fingers running through the girl's hair. He stopped in place, his eyes filled with lust, but he only looked at her and smiled.

Just kidding~

"Senior Orange".

(End of this chapter)