Let me win you over, and you'll become a heartthrob before I even begin?

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A parasol overhead, a large fan beside you, a large bed beneath you, and a cell phone in your hand.

Yan Weixi was having a very pleasant time, so comfortable that she squinted her eyes, but she always felt that something was missing.

On closer inspection, how can you not eat ice cream in the summer?

We need some iced drinks!

Yan Weixi sat up straight and looked up at the butler who was waiting beside her, asking, "Uncle Li, are there any drinks around here?"

She wanted to get some drinks.

The butler chuckled, "Yes, I'll go get it. What would you like to drink, Miss? Juice? Coffee? Milk tea? A soft drink?"

"Juice bar, and you, sister?"

"milk tea."

Having received the answer they wanted, the housekeeper told them to wait while he retrieved it.

After the housekeeper left, Yan Weixi was about to lie down when she accidentally pressed down on something fleshy and soft. She turned around and saw a pink and white fox lying nearby.

It seemed that the sudden pressure made it unhappy; it raised its teary eyes and looked at her with a pitiful, pleading expression.

Yan Weixi looked puzzled: "What's this little fox doing here?"

Upon hearing the familiar words, Yan Nian finally put down her phone, frowned, and was about to go over and pick up the fox.

The little fox seemed to understand what she was going to do. It hopped onto Yan Weixi's lap and cowered cautiously, like a little pet that had been bullied.

Yan Weixi couldn't help but soften her voice: "Why does this little fox look so timid?"

Yan Weixi reached out and rubbed its head, and it very obediently stretched its head over for her to rub.

"so cute."

When the little fox heard Yan Weixi praise it, it timidly raised its head, blinked its bright eyes, and affectionately rubbed against Yan Weixi's hand. Then it looked at Yan Weixi expectantly, with a look of wanting praise, as if it were begging for favors, which made people's hearts soften.

Seeing this little thing constantly fawning over Yan Weixi, Yan Nian gritted her teeth and said, "You damned fox, you're even more of a hypocrite than a white lotus!"

Fearing that this guy would seduce her younger sister, Yan Nian immediately reached out and grabbed him.

The little fox, not wanting to be caught, jumped out of Yan Weixi's arms and darted around, wisps of white smoke swirling around them, determined not to be caught by Yan Nian.

Just as Yan Nian's patience was about to run out, the little fox finally landed beside Yan Weixi's bed.

Suddenly, a pink mist enveloped the little fox, gradually transforming it into a human shape.

As the white smoke dissipated, a beautiful and alluring young man sat half-sitting and half-kneeling by the bed. His face, as beautiful as a red spider lily, was as white as porcelain and jade. His peach blossom eyes, shimmering with water, blinked with lively affection, and the corners of his eyes were red. His eyelashes, like butterfly wings, trembled gently.

Her long, pinkish-white hair cascaded down her shoulders, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

A sheer long robe was casually draped over his body, revealing his beautifully curved collarbone, his Adam's apple, and his skin as soft as milk. Looking down, one could vaguely see his thin skin.

He exuded a pleasant, sweet fragrance that wasn't cloying and was quite endearing.

The boy was so beautiful that it was hard to tell whether he was male or female; his delicate features only accentuated his beauty.

Like a frozen spring, a clear, ethereal voice, yet unable to resist overflowing with gentleness, gently unfolds:

"Don't grab me, it hurts."

The boy said sadly that he didn't like being captured, which made Yan Weixi unable to help but ask with concern, "Does it hurt a lot? I have some medicine, do you want to use it?"

Because the boy looked so delicate, she couldn't help but soften her voice and coax him.

The boy's eyes were filled with tears, he gently bit his lip, and nodded obediently.

Her obedient and gentle appearance instantly won Yan Weixi's favor.

Yan Weixi suddenly understood why male protagonists all like delicate and fragile girls!

When the roles were reversed, regardless of gender, she simply couldn't resist being obediently and gently pleaded with!

Seeing the fox-like boy putting all his effort into seducing his younger sister, Yan Nian was furious and couldn't even enjoy playing on her phone anymore.

She jumped out of bed and brought up that stinky fox who only wanted to tempt people to take shortcuts.

"Get back home. You're never serious."

"Ouch, it hurts." The boy looked at Yan Weixi with a wronged expression, as if hoping that she would come to save him.

Yan Weixi was in a dilemma, torn between her older sister and the delicate beauty.

Choosing either one is difficult.

Yan Nian saw through the boy's plan and her brow twitched: "This is what you call pain? Back then, you single-handedly stormed into the Demon Cave and tore through... ugh..."

The boy immediately took the initiative and covered Yan Nian's mouth, his brows furrowed and his eyes softening, his tender expression revealing a hint of longing and belief, perfectly conveying the innocent and wronged person's restrained and silent suffering.

Yan Nian's eyes widened immediately.

No.

Is this still her demon king brother, the god of slaughter?

The boy's voice was soft and gentle: "I... I'm not as powerful as Sister Niannian said. It's... Sister Niannian is right. I did go into the Demon Cave alone back then."

The boy lowered his eyes, his expression sorrowful, and looked at Yan Weixi with his watery, wet eyes: "Back then, Sister Niannian was in the Demon Cave, her life hanging in the balance. In my desperation, I had no choice but to enter the Demon Cave alone, but those demons were too powerful. I couldn't help them and ended up with a body full of old wounds. Now, even the slightest movement hurts. I'm sorry... I was so useless..."

When Yan Weixi heard that the boy was injured because he went to rescue his sister alone, she felt sorry for him. "Thank you for saving my sister. Does it still hurt? I have a lot of medicine. Maybe it can heal your old injuries!"

Upon hearing this, the boy's face lit up with joy, and he smiled innocently: "Really? Thank you, Sister Xixi. You are such a kind person. My name is Yu Bai, you can just call me Xiao Bai."

"Okay, Xiaobai, does your injury hurt a lot?"

Yan Nian, standing to the side, was so angry she almost vomited blood.

How could she not remember that this brat carrying a white spear, charging into the demon's lair, killing his way in and out seven times, his spear stained red, while he himself was completely unharmed?

If it weren't for the fact that Yu Bai was right when he came to save her, she would have jumped up and beaten that green tea bitch!

But this scheming woman was still saying, "Thank you, Sister Xixi. This little injury doesn't hurt. I'm happy to save Sister Niannian."

Yan Nian: "＆*%@￥!"

I absolutely hate green tea bitches the most in this world!

Hearing Yu Bai's unwavering determination, Yan Weixi felt even more favorably toward him. "Wait for me, I'll go find my medicine."

Just as Yan Weixi was about to leave, Yu Bai instinctively grabbed her wrist, but quickly let go in surprise, "Sorry... I bumped into you by accident."

"Sister, shall I go with you?"

"No need! I can do it myself!" Yan Weixi ran away, completely unmoved by reason.

As soon as Yan Weixi left, Yan Nian crossed her arms, raised an eyebrow with an icy expression, and said, "You'd better give me a plausible excuse."

The meaning is clear: no matter what he says, she doesn't believe his nonsense.

Yu Bai turned his back to her for a long time before turning around, and the sense of fragility he had shown earlier was now completely gone.