He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

Song Zhi's gaze involuntarily followed the water droplets, eventually settling on the bath towel around Fu Lu's waist.

Wait, why does this bath towel look so familiar?

Thinking of something, Song Zhi's cheeks instantly turned as red as a ripe apple.

"You... why are you using my bath towel?" Song Zhi stammered.

Fu Lu, however, seemed unconvinced. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Can't I use it?"

"No, this is a women's bath towel, it's a bit small, didn't I prepare a new one for you?"

Song Zhi's voice grew softer and softer, and her gaze became somewhat evasive, as she dared not look directly at Fu Lu.

Fu Lu looked down at the loosely tied bath towel around his waist; it was indeed a bit small.

He smiled helplessly and nodded: "It is a bit small, but it's okay to make do with it."

Upon hearing Fu Lu's words, Song Zhi thought to herself: That's my bath towel!

"What are you doing rolling around in bed?"

Fu Lu looked at Song Zhi, his smile growing even wider.

Song Zhi felt a little guilty, her eyes darting around, not daring to look Fu Lu in the eye, and stammered, "No, nothing, where are your clothes? Why aren't you wearing them?"

Fu Lu replied calmly, "It's wet."

"It's wet?" Song Zhi repeated in surprise.

“Yes.” Fu Lu said, sitting directly on Song Zhi’s small bed without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Song Zhi immediately felt embarrassed. Her face flushed, and she shyly looked away, saying softly, "Um, I, I don't want to sleep with Grandma. You can sleep here tonight."

After saying that, she hurriedly stood up and prepared to leave.

However, just as Song Zhi sat up, Fu Lu suddenly reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, then pulled her into his embrace.

Song Zhi was completely taken aback by Fu Lu's actions. Her body trembled violently, and her heart started racing instantly.

"You sleep with me."

"How, how can this be done?"

Song Zhi's voice trembled slightly.

"It's not like we haven't slept together before, why not?"

"This is different."

"What's different?" Fu Lu pressed, his gaze fixed on Song Zhi.

"My family is at home."

"Can't I sleep at your house?"

Fu Lu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a half-smile.

Song Zhi was speechless after being questioned by Fu Lu, and could only lower her head silently, not daring to look at Fu Lu again.

Seeing this, Fu Lu reached out and pinched Song Zhi's cheek, then used a little force to turn her face around, forcing her to look directly into his eyes.

"say."

Song Zhi avoided Fu Lu's gaze somewhat guiltily and said in a low voice, "If my dad finds out, it won't look good."

"Then just don't let him know."

"Yes..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Lu leaned in and kissed his lips.

Fu Lu felt incredibly excited, perhaps because he was in Song Zhi's room.

The kiss was deep and intense.

Song Zhi pushed and shoved, grumbling as she tried to push the person away.

But it simply wouldn't budge.

Fu Lu released her only after she was fully lying on the bed.

Song Zhi's cheeks were as red as ripe apples. She looked up at the man above her and said shyly, "This is my home. You...you shouldn't do this."

"What kind?"

Fu Lu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, asking in a half-smile.

Song Zhi was speechless.

She knew, of course, that Fu Lu was doing it on purpose.

He knew perfectly well what he was referring to, but he still asked that question on purpose.

Song Zhi couldn't help but mutter under her breath: "Bad guy..."

Fu Lu chuckled when he heard her muttering, then suddenly lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.

The sudden kiss made Song Zhi's heart race instantly, and her face turned even redder.

“Song Xiaozhi,”

Fu Lu released her and spoke in a low voice.

"I smell like you all over now, you have to take responsibility."

"What do you mean by my taste?"

"It smells like camellia and strawberry."

Song Zhi's lips twitched slightly: "That's the smell of shower gel and toothpaste, not my smell..."

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu raised an eyebrow and looked at her with a half-smile.

"Oh? So you don't want to take responsibility? Song Xiaozhi, I've noticed you're a bit irresponsible, that's not good."

"What do I have?" Song Zhi asked, her voice lacking confidence.

Fu Lu lowered his head slightly and lightly kissed her cheek: "You just know how to annoy me."

Song Zhi retorted coquettishly, "I didn't!"

"If you don't have it, then be good."

Song Zhi pouted in dissatisfaction and muttered, "Am I not good enough?"

Although her voice wasn't loud, Fu Lu heard it clearly.

"You could be even more well-behaved."

Song Zhi was speechless. She stared wide-eyed at Fu Lu, feeling a sense of helplessness.

This man always liked to tease her.

That night, Fu Lu did not do anything to Song Zhi as usual.

Despite being captivated by the soft, fragrant flesh in his arms, he managed to restrain himself.

He simply held Song Zhi and slept quietly all night.

……

The next day, Song Zhi woke up at just past six o'clock.

Fu Lu is still asleep.

I lay in bed with her.

Her bed isn't very big, only 1.5 meters wide, but it's enough for one person.

However, Fu Lu's tall and slender figure made him appear somewhat crowded.

So Song Zhi was held in Fu Lu's arms all night.

Fortunately, the weather isn't too hot right now, and it's a bit cool at night, so it's not too hot for the two of us to squeeze together.

Song Zhi looked at the man so close to her. At this moment, Fu Lu's head was nestled in the crook of her neck like a child's, and he was sleeping very peacefully.

A strange tenderness welled up in Song Zhi's heart.

This is the life she longs for.

The thought that she and Fu Lu would be like this for the next few decades warmed her heart.

"Ninth brother."

Song Zhi reached out and pinched Fu Lu's cheek, calling his name softly.

Fu Lu gave a muffled "hmm" and then snuggled closer to her.

Song Zhi reached out and patted his head: "Wake up, don't sleep."

Fu Lu opened his eyes groggily and was still a little dazed when he saw Song Zhi.

"Song Xiaozhi, what are you doing in my bed?"

Song Zhi reached out and tapped his forehead: "This is my bed, have you forgotten?"

Fu Lu then realized what was happening.

He chuckled softly, "Just woke up, my head is still a little fuzzy."

"Get up quickly."

"It's still early."

"It's six o'clock. You can go out now. My grandma will be up soon."

Fu Lu finally understood.

Am I really that ashamed of myself?

I chased myself away early in the morning.

He closed his eyes again: "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep. Besides, my clothes aren't even dry, why would I walk? To run around naked?"

Song Zhi was helpless.

"Then you sleep a little longer, I'll think of something."

With that, he got up and walked out of the bedroom.

When Song Zhi arrived at the restroom, she saw Fu Lu's shirt in the laundry basket.

It was indeed wet.

It should be enough time to wash it now.

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and began washing Fu Lu's clothes.

When Song Zhi washed Fu Lu's underwear, her cheeks felt incredibly hot.

After washing up, Song Zhi picked up the hairdryer and went back to her bedroom.