The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Which chapter (217) is more fun?
Zhang Muchen was taken aback, and when he turned around, he met Wang Shishi's narrowed eyes.

"Dude, you're having a blast."

"Did you see everything?"

"Stalking the entire time."

"."

Zhang Muchen let go of Xiaoyouzi's hand.

The girl felt the restraints disappear, as if she could finally breathe again. She quickly pulled her hands back and hid them in the water.

She lowered her eyes, her red lips slightly pursed beneath the water's surface.

Bad guy, bad guy.
Little Yuzu kept repeating the same thing to herself, her cheeks burning hot, and she couldn't suppress it.

Even though that person no longer touches me, my heart is still pounding like a drum.
She quietly moved closer to Chu Jiuli, but her eyes still couldn't help but look in Zhang Muchen's direction.

As a result, when he looked up, he bumped into Zhang Muchen's line of sight again, and Zhang Muchen even had a mischievous smile on his face.

ah.
Little Yuzu felt a sudden tightness in her chest, as if she had been burned, and her shoulders trembled.

wow-

The water was churned and splashed, a large spray of water landing on her light pink swimsuit, clear water droplets rolling down her shoulders.

She quickly got up and plopped down on Chu Jiuli's right, hiding herself behind her sister to block Zhang Muchen's view.

Chu Jiuli looked at her younger sister curiously: "Youting, what's wrong?"

"N-nothing... The water over there is too hot, I'll find another place to sit." Little Yuzu lowered her head, her voice soft.

Chu Jiuli didn't think much of it and genuinely believed that her sister had been scalded by the water temperature. She reached out and picked up a towel from the poolside and gently wiped her cheeks.

"Well"

"Is it cooler now?" This towel is cool; it should be more comfortable, right?

"Mmm, it's cool now."

"Youting, if you're still feeling unwell, we're not going to take a bath anymore."

"Um"

Chu Youting and Xiaoyouzi shared a warm sisterly moment here. On the other side, Wang Shishi and Zhang Muchen quietly moved to a corner, sitting far apart and whispering to each other.

"Dude," Wang Shishi leaned closer, puffing out her cheeks, "you actually want to hit on Youting?"

"I always thought you had a thing for Jiu Li, but I never expected you to be secretly trying to get close to You Ting."

After saying that, she gave a soft snort: "Scumbag."

Seeing that Wang Shishi had exposed him, Zhang Muchen simply laid his cards on the table: "You found out."

Wang Shishi glanced at him, then slowly leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "So, buddy, whose feet are more fun, mine or Youting's?"

The girl's hair was still wet, with the ends sticking to her neck, and she had a faint body fragrance.

Zhang Muchen's breath hitched, and his eyes darted around.

Which is more fun, feet or...?

They each have their own merits.

Zhang Muchen analyzed the situation carefully in his mind.

Wang Shishi's feet are fair and slender, with rounded toenails and a touch of pink.

Little Yuzi's feet are soft and delicate, with exquisite joints and just the right curves.

In terms of feel...
They are all very smooth and feel great to the touch.

Zhang Muchen's mind raced for a moment before returning to reality, his gaze meeting that of the smiling little fox with its squinting eyes.

Since it was Wang Shishi who asked the question, there can only be one answer.

"Yours is better."

"Hehe, really?"

"I really love it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Muchen suddenly felt something warm and soft gently brush against the back of his foot.

He took a breath and silently responded to Wang Shishi with his other foot.

As more and more guests arrived at the hot spring pool, the once tranquil water surface began to ripple.

The girls had soaked for a while, their foreheads glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, their eyelashes fluttering slightly, glistening with tiny water droplets.

They quickly dried their hair and, led by Wang Shishi, headed towards the private room. The VIP area differed from the regular area; besides being less crowded and quieter, they also avoided the need to squeeze into the lobby with others at night.

The so-called private rooms are not traditional hotel beds, but rather separate tatami areas.

Each room is separated by a screen, which, while not completely enclosed, still maintains a certain degree of privacy.

Wang Shishi went in first and plopped down on the tatami mat.

"What should we do, since there are six of us?" She rested her chin on her hand and looked at the others with a grin.

"Playing cards?" Xu Ranxi replied casually.

“But Jiuli and Youting don’t know how to play cards.”

"Didn't I teach those two how to play Texas Hold'em last time?" Zhang Muchen looked at Chu Jiuli and Xiaoyouzi. "Didn't you learn it back then?"

Little Yuzu blinked and subconsciously looked at her older sister.

Chu Jiuli paused for two seconds, then nodded gently: "I've learned it."

“I learned it too…” Little Yuzu whispered in agreement.

"Xu Ranxi, you can do that too, right? I remember you were really good at it back in junior high."

"I didn't know how to play cards in junior high!" Xu Ranxi wrinkled her nose, refusing to admit it.

Zhang Muchen shrugged: "Okay, so do you know how now?"

Xu Ranxi turned her face away and gave a soft snort: "I learned it in America, so I know how."

Tsk tsk, you're really funny, Xu Ranxi. In America, they play Texas Hold'em.

However, he didn't expose her. She's a young girl; she wants to maintain a good image of not gambling or drinking, you know?

"I'll buy playing cards, do you want anything else?" Zhang Muchen stood up and looked at the girls.

"I want potato chips, cola, and spicy strips!" Wang Shishi was the first to raise her hand.

"I want to eat beef jerky," Xu Ranxi said.

"Where are you two?" Zhang Muchen asked, looking at Chu Youting and Chu Jiuli.

"I want yogurt," Little Yuzu whispered.

"I'll drink water," Chu Jiuli finally said.

"Okay, if you want anything else, give me a call."

Zhang Muchen left the tatami mat. As he stepped into his slippers, he suddenly paused and glanced back at the girls on the tatami.

Four faces, four different smiles, sitting quietly together.

The warm steam fogged the screen, and the lamplight cast a warm yellow glow, like a play just beginning.

"Tsk, tonight's night is rather beautiful."

Tianyuan Residential Area, 1702.

Liu Wuyang stood in front of the wardrobe, flipping through the clothes one by one, and pulled out a few sets from the back, folded them, and put them into her suitcase.

She has never been good at organizing things, but this time, since she was going to the capital alone, she unusually considered all the details carefully.

Toiletries, skincare products, pajamas, masks... everything was neatly arranged.

In the living room, Song Yiran was cutting fruit. The door between the kitchen and the bedroom was ajar. As she peeled the fruit, she casually asked, "Wu Yang, where will you be staying after you arrive in the capital?"

"The research institute has arranged dormitory rooms for us, single rooms."

"That's not bad." Song Yiran stopped cutting. "When you get there, remember not to eat too much spicy food and don't stay up late."

"Mom, I see."

"Also, if anything happens, tell me and your dad." Song Yiran continued nagging, "We're both in China now, so we can go whenever we want. Don't try to handle everything alone."

"Mom, what could possibly happen to me? I just spend all my time in the lab doing experiments. I have a regular lifestyle and a small social circle."

"Mom was just worried about you."

"Okay, Mom, your daughter is fine."

As she spoke, she zipped up her suitcase, her gaze unconsciously drifting towards the window.

The glass reflects the night, neon lights intertwine, and the familiar street scene is softened by the lights.

"After tonight, I will no longer belong here."

(End of this chapter)