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After returning home, everyone properly rested for a period of time. The shadow that psychiatric hospital cast was truly too heavy. Although they had left that place, they still felt affected by it. Zhou Jiayu gained a more thorough understanding of the saying that human nature is more terrifying than ghosts and gods.

To soothe everyone’s emotions, Zhou Jiayu made several days of sumptuous feasts. Everyone was very satisfied, eating as if their chins had grown several circles fatter.

But just as Zhou Jiayu thought the matter with Jiang Zhu was over, he received another call from Xu Jinghuo. On the phone, Xu Jinghuo got straight to the point, asking what exactly they had done to Jiang Zhu.

Zhou Jiayu heard the bewilderment in Xu Jinghuo’s tone and said Jiang Zhu had already run away, so what did he mean by what they had done to him.

Xu Jinghuo thought for a moment and caught on: “Oh, I should go ask Lin Zhushui…”

Zhou Jiayu: “…” He truly didn’t know what Lin Zhushui had done to Jiang Zhu. But after careful thought, he did recall that Lin Zhushui had indeed released a paper crane burning with flames after Jiang Zhu ran away.

“Paper crane?” Xu Jinghuo said, “I knew it — Jiang Zhu is really unlucky.” He said Jiang Zhu was really unlucky, yet burst into loud laughter, his tone filled with schadenfreude.

Thinking about it now, Xu Jinghuo and Jiang Zhu probably had some grudge between them. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have provided Zhou Jiayu with information about Jiang Zhu, letting them directly go and destroy Jiang Zhu’s nest.

Just as Zhou Jiayu was planning to ask more carefully, Xu Jinghuo directly hung up the phone. Zhou Jiayu stared at the phone for a while, wondering in his heart whether Xu Jinghuo was still mixed up with Meng Yangtian and whether the two of them were still continuing to do any heaven-defying bad deeds.

Just like that, a few more days passed. Zhou Jiayu and the others were eating in the house when Xiao Zhi, who had originally been lying on Zhou Jiayu’s shoulder chatting with the yellow weasel, suddenly stood up and then dashed toward the door. At the time, no one reacted in time, and they just watched as Xiao Zhi rushed out.

Zhou Jiayu still had a braised pig’s trotter in his mouth at the time. He called out Xiao Zhi’s name indistinctly and hurriedly followed after him.

Xiao Zhi ran straight to the courtyard gate, slipped out through the gaps in the iron fence, and by the time Zhou Jiayu arrived, he saw Xiao Zhi tightly hugging a large box placed at the entrance.

Zhou Jiayu said, “Xiao Zhi?”

“Daddy, Daddy, Xiao Zhi likes this…” Xiao Zhi hummed and hawed, rubbing his face against the box over and over, so happy that both his tiny feet stuck up in the air. “Xiao Zhi likes this.”

This box — who knew who had placed it here — was about half a meter tall. Zhou Jiayu tried to drag it with his hand and felt it was extremely heavy. He, an adult man, used all his strength yet it didn’t budge an inch.

“What’s inside, Xiao Zhi?” Zhou Jiayu asked.

“Good stuff, it’s good stuff.” Xiao Zhi raised his head, his expression extremely happy. He took Zhou Jiayu’s hand and acted spoiled. “Daddy, can we take this back?”

Lin Jue and the others also came out. Seeing this situation, they asked Zhou Jiayu what was in the box.

Zhou Jiayu said he didn’t know either. They could open it and take a look first — what exactly was this thing that made Xiao Zhi like it so much. So he and Shen Yiqiong each pressed one side of the box and forcefully lifted the lid open, revealing what was inside.

When the lid was opened, Zhou Jiayu smelled an earthy scent. He looked into the box and discovered that inside was actually a box full of black soil.

“This is mud?” Zhou Jiayu took some soil in his hand and felt a refreshing coolness. This coolness transmitted from his hand into his body, making him involuntarily shiver.

“Strange.” Lin Jue carefully observed the soil beside him. “This is yin-attribute soil, right? Who sent it over?”

“Yin-attribute soil? What’s it used for?” Zhou Jiayu asked.

Lin Jue said, “The Xu family’s Ancestral Tree needs to be planted in this kind of soil…” She also cupped a handful of soil in her hand. “I’ve only heard of this soil and never seen it before. It’s said to be extremely hard to find.”

Zhou Jiayu immediately thought of Xu Jinghuo.

Xiao Zhi loved this soil to death. He volunteered to drag the soil back home and didn’t want Zhou Jiayu and the others to help.

So everyone watched as the 1.2-meter-tall Xiao Zhi huffed and puffed, dragging a box almost as big as himself, happily going home.

Zhou Jiayu watched from the side, saying he felt a sense of guilt like he had hired child labor. Lin Jue said, Guan’er, don’t be ridiculous. This soil is heavy. With such a big box of soil, two of you and two Shen Yiqiongs might not even be able to drag it.

Shen Yiqiong said grievously from the side, Shibo, why did you have to bring me into this.

Lin Jue said because you’re easy to bully.

Shen Yiqiong: “…”

Then Little Jin, standing beside Lin Jue, calmly said he could drag it. Lin Jue had originally wanted to pretend she hadn’t heard, but seeing that the originally bright sky was beginning to gather dark clouds again, she hurriedly praised the little golden dragon, saying he was very amazing, did he want to be lifted high, and she’d give him a kiss too.

The little golden dragon calmly said, “I want to.”

Lin Jue: “…” She didn’t continue the conversation and silently took out the umbrella she carried with her.

The little golden dragon: “…”

Zhou Jiayu and Shen Yiqiong showed expressions of terror, thinking that Shibo’s preparation of this umbrella was truly excessive. Fortunately, before they reached home, Little Jin still restrained his mood and didn’t unleash a torrential downpour.

After Xiao Zhi dragged the mud home, Zhou Jiayu went to call Lin Zhushui over and told him about this matter.

Lin Zhushui inspected the soil and confirmed what Lin Jue had said. This was indeed a box of precious yin-attribute soil, and the yin energy was extremely abundant.

Zhou Jiayu asked what use this had.

“Before, didn’t Elder Xu from Mount She give you a branch of the Ancestral Tree.” Lin Zhushui said, “Plant the branch in the soil.”

Zhou Jiayu took out the Ancestral Tree branch he carried with him. That branch was thin and small, looking like it had no trace of life. He carefully inserted the branch into the soil: “Is this okay?”

Lin Zhushui said, “I can’t see. Just stick it in the soil and it’ll be fine.”

Zhou Jiayu made an “oh” sound and reached out again to carefully pat the soil firm, afraid the branch would tilt.

Xiao Zhi was incredibly happy, circling around the box over and over, making Zhou Jiayu somewhat dizzy. He patted Xiao Zhi’s head, soothing Xiao Zhi’s emotions.

“In a couple of days, I’ll set up an array. Place this soil inside the array.” Lin Zhushui said.

“Can this branch sprout?” The branch was truly too thin and small. Zhou Jiayu looked at its frail appearance and was genuinely somewhat worried.

Lin Zhushui shook his head, not certain about this matter: “There’s only a thirty percent chance of sprouting.”

Thirty percent — that was truly too low. Zhou Jiayu used his hand to stroke the tiny branch, thinking in his heart that you need to work hard.

After learning the function of this soil, Zhou Jiayu guessed that the person who sent the soil over was Xu Jinghuo. Sure enough, that evening he received confirmation from Xu Jinghuo, asking if he had received that box.

“Where did you get this soil from?” Zhou Jiayu asked in confusion.

Xu Jinghuo said don’t worry about that. Properly plant the Ancestral Tree branch, and maybe in the future Xiao Zhi will still need to rely on this thing to marry a wife.

This was originally a conversation like usual, but Zhou Jiayu sensitively detected that something wasn’t right with Xu Jinghuo. He said, “Xu Jinghuo, where are you? How exactly did you get this soil?”

Xu Jinghuo didn’t speak.

Zhou Jiayu said, “Hello?”

There was another long silence on the other end of the phone. Just when Zhou Jiayu thought they would part with silence, Xu Jinghuo said his final words. He said, “Zhou Jiayu, I’ve done too many bad things. I have to pay my debts. You must treat Xiao Zhi well. He’s the last root of our Xu family — don’t look for me again.”

After saying this, he hung up the phone. Zhou Jiayu listened to the beeping tone on the phone, somewhat dazed for a moment. He had a bad premonition, yet also faintly knew that this day would come sooner or later.

Xu Jinghuo’s hands were stained with too many lives. In the end, it was difficult for him to meet a good end.

From that day onward, Xu Jinghuo disappeared. His original phone number first went out of service and later became an empty number. Zhou Jiayu also never again heard any news about him.

But the Zhou Jiayu at this time didn’t know about things so far in the future. He held his phone, silently looking at the disconnected call, and let out a light sigh in his heart.

That night, Zhou Jiayu went to bed early. He felt somewhat unwell. At first he had thought it was his imagination, but after tossing and turning in bed for a long time, feeling his body grow colder and colder, he finally realized that something was truly wrong with him.

“Why am I so cold, Jiba.” Zhou Jiayu shivered, already wrapped in two thick quilts.

Jiba said, “Cold? How could you be cold?”

Zhou Jiayu also didn’t know. He had stayed home all day, not doing anything. At most he had gone to get that wooden box Xu Jinghuo sent… wait, could it be that the yin-attribute soil in the wooden box had some effect on him?

“Could it be that yin-attribute soil?” Zhou Jiayu discovered he was already beginning to exhale white breath. “Holy shit, so cold…”

“Hurry and go find Lin Zhushui!” Jiba was also anxious. “Hurry, hurry, you get up right now, don’t fucking freeze yourself to death!”

Zhou Jiayu, upon hearing this, went out the door wrapped in his quilt. He was truly too cold, trembling even as he walked.

By now the time was approaching dawn. Everyone had gone to rest. Zhou Jiayu wrapped in his quilt ran out the door all the way, quickly running to Lin Zhushui’s residence — he was afraid that if he ran too slowly, he would freeze to death halfway.

Thump thump. Using his last strength to knock on the door of Lin Zhushui’s residence, Zhou Jiayu could no longer endure and just collapsed straight at the entrance.

Fortunately, Lin Zhushui opened the door very quickly: “Jiayu?!”

“Sir…” White frost came from Zhou Jiayu’s mouth. “I-I’m so cold…” White frost floated before his eyes, and he could no longer clearly see the things before him.

Lin Zhushui directly reached out and picked Zhou Jiayu up, lowering his head and kissing his lips.

As their lips met, heat continuously poured from Lin Zhushui’s body into Zhou Jiayu’s body, finally alleviating that bone-chilling coldness. Zhou Jiayu half-opened his eyes, his expression hazy, and reached out to lightly embrace Lin Zhushui’s shoulders.

Lin Zhushui held Zhou Jiayu, closed the door, then turned around and carried him upstairs.

Because of the cold, Zhou Jiayu’s body had been stiff the entire time. Now he finally felt a bit of warmth and slowly softened.

“Zhou Jiayu?” Lin Zhushui was calling his name, his lips touching the corner of his lips. “Feeling better?”

“Cold…” Zhou Jiayu opened his eyes. Inside was a hazy layer of water vapor. He couldn’t clearly see the things before him and only knew that Lin Zhushui was by his side. He shivered and said, “Sir, I’m so cold…”

Lin Zhushui pressed his lips together.

Zhou Jiayu felt the quilt wrapped around him being lifted away, and a warm body pressed against him. Like a person who had finally found a heat source in the depths of winter, Zhou Jiayu desperately leaned over.

“Zhou Jiayu.” Lin Zhushui was still calling his name.

“Wu…” It was truly too cold, and a grievous whimper came from Zhou Jiayu’s mouth. He said, “So cold, Sir…”

Lin Zhushui suddenly got up, seemingly preparing to go get something.

By now Zhou Jiayu was already somewhat delirious. Sensing that Lin Zhushui was about to get up, he immediately panicked and reached out to tightly hug his waist: “Don’t go…”

Lin Zhushui’s movements paused: “Jiayu, don’t be afraid. I’m going to get a knife and let you drink some blood, then it’ll be fine.”

Although Zhou Jiayu’s mind was muddled, hearing the word “blood,” his heart still tightened. He said, “Sir, don’t drink your blood, don’t drink your blood…”

“Then what to do.” Lin Zhushui’s voice was low, his fingers lightly caressing Zhou Jiayu’s spine.

Zhou Jiayu also didn’t know what to do. He pressed his forehead against Lin Zhushui’s chest, slightly gasping, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

Lin Zhushui also seemed to have no way with Zhou Jiayu. He kissed Zhou Jiayu’s ear tip, feeling that it too was ice-cold: “Then we’ll have to try another method.”

Zhou Jiayu’s eyes were full of confusion, not knowing what Lin Zhushui meant by “another method.”

Lin Zhushui didn’t speak. He slowly laid Zhou Jiayu flat on the bed. He actually slowly opened his eyes, revealing those eyes with the red color of flames. “Jiayu.”

Zhou Jiayu stared blankly at Lin Zhushui and made an “mm” sound.

“Endure a bit.” Lin Zhushui said this and leaned down.

Lin Zhushui kissed Zhou Jiayu, from his forehead to the tip of his nose, then to his lips, inch by inch, bit by bit, carefully savoring his taste.

Zhou Jiayu hummed with hazy consciousness. His entire body was cold and only knew to desperately hug the body before him for warmth. His lips were quickly covered, and a scorching sensation continuously transmitted over.

“Wu…” Zhou Jiayu whimpered. He felt his body being laid flat, his sensitive spots being constantly kneaded. An unfamiliar pleasure transmitted from within his body. His skin, originally pale from the cold, gradually began to flush with an enticing pink.

Lin Zhushui opened his eyes and saw the beautiful sight beneath him. He saw Zhou Jiayu slightly raise his head, revealing his fair neck. His smooth shoulders were already covered with red marks. His long legs were stretched straight, his toes involuntarily curling from the pleasure. This was a Zhou Jiayu he had never seen before, yet it was so heart-stirring.

Zhou Jiayu’s body was like a curled-up clam, gradually opening under Lin Zhushui’s movements, revealing the soft tender flesh inside. He unknowingly spread his legs, his inner thighs lightly rubbing against Lin Zhushui’s waist, emitting cute whimpering sounds from his mouth that made Lin Zhushui want to bully him even more.

Lin Zhushui held Zhou Jiayu’s waist, kissing his lips, slowly entering his body.

“Whimper…” Zhou Jiayu trembled, involuntarily wanting to escape. In his daze, he understood what was happening at this moment. His kiss-swollen lips opened to beg for mercy. “No more, it won’t fit, don’t…”

“Good boy.” Lin Zhushui’s movements were extremely resolute, not giving Zhou Jiayu a chance to escape. He pressed down on his body, and their bodies finally became one at this moment.

“Ahh!” Zhou Jiayu’s eyes were brimming with tears, completely unable to imagine how such a large organ could enter his body. But before he could fully react, Lin Zhushui had already begun moving.

“Wu…” Zhou Jiayu’s body was being heavily pounded, the thick organ squeezing and grinding in his narrow passage, forcing him to involuntarily want to curl up to avoid the deepest violation. Yet the man who had originally been gentle on his body was now dominantly controlling his body, forcing him to reveal his softest parts.

When the initial swelling pain gradually dissipated, a very subtle pleasure began to transmit from within Zhou Jiayu’s body. It was a sensation he had never tasted before. Compared to the climax at the front, it was even more prolonged and delicate, continuous and unending.

“Uh… uh…” The tightening of Zhou Jiayu’s body also made Lin Zhushui understand something. He gripped Zhou Jiayu’s waist, aimed at a certain spot, and began to thrust even more precisely.

“No more, no more, Sir…” Zhou Jiayu began to cry and wail uncontrollably, his hands pressing against Lin Zhushui’s chest, his lips trembling. “I can’t take it, wu…”

Inside the passage, the most sensitive point was being ruthlessly ground. The thick organ made the passage soft and wet, docilely wrapping around the invading fiery organ. Zhou Jiayu weakly shook his head, feeling as if his body was about to be ruined by this endless pleasure.

The first time he came, Zhou Jiayu’s body spasmed uncontrollably. His toes curled up, his fingers leaving one red mark after another on Lin Zhushui’s back.

“Mm…” Zhou Jiayu gasped, feeling that Lin Zhushui’s movements had also slightly slowed to accommodate him. But just as he had recovered from the pleasure, he felt that Lin Zhushui had actually begun thrusting again.

“Wuwa…” How could his sensitive body endure such stimulation? Zhou Jiayu involuntarily began weeping again.

He didn’t know how much time had passed, nor how many times he had released. Until a certain moment, Zhou Jiayu suddenly felt that the thick organ he was containing seemed to grow larger. He faintly realized something, then felt a hot flow pour into his body.

“Ahhh, so hot, so hot, wu…” This hot flow burned Zhou Jiayu until his entire body trembled, his skin almost completely turning into a delectable pink. He shook his head, still wanting to beg for mercy, but his lips were kissed by Lin Zhushui, unable to say a single word.

The chill inside his body was receding. Zhou Jiayu felt incredibly comfortable. He felt himself being held in Lin Zhushui’s embrace, the man holding him gently kissing the top of his head.

“Sir…” Zhou Jiayu called out dazedly.

“Mm.” Lin Zhushui said, “One more time.”

Zhou Jiayu’s eyes widened abruptly. Before he could react, he was entered by Lin Zhushui again. He was almost entirely sitting on Lin Zhushui’s member, slightly opening his lips to emit silent cries… No more, his body was going to break…

“It won’t break.” The man licked his ear shell. “We still have a lot of time.”

Zhou Jiayu widened his eyes, again emitting helpless whimpering sounds from his mouth at his own body’s betrayal, yet involuntarily hugged Lin Zhushui’s shoulders, carried by him into a new round of waves.

That day, Zhou Jiayu was in a state of extreme chaos the entire time.

He seemed to have been swept into enormous waves, drifting with the water. Body and spirit both became the texture of water. Something floated up, then continuously sank down.

There was a voice calling his name, dispelling the cold within his body, bringing warm heat.

In his daze, Zhou Jiayu seemed to truly have become a swimming fish, passing through the water. Ink-colored lotus flowers grew in the water. He kissed the roots of the lotus flowers, smelling the fragrance belonging to lotus seeds.

“Zhou Jiayu.” That voice was low and gentle, making Zhou Jiayu sink even deeper into it. If this was a dream, Zhou Jiayu was willing to sink into it and never wake up.

The location of the tattoo on his waist was burning hot. Zhou Jiayu whimpered, feeling something being extracted from his body — seemingly coldness, seemingly pain, and seemingly something else.

He was extremely, extremely exhausted. In his haze, he seemed to see a pair of black eyes filled with stars.

Eyes like the Milky Way, black and pure, yet within the pure black, faintly concealed the red unique to flames.

“Sleep.” Someone said this.

Zhou Jiayu relaxed. He closed his eyes, his breathing also becoming steady, as if he had returned to a fetus in the womb, firmly held in someone’s embrace.

Everything quieted down. The pain brought by the cold finally disappeared, and Zhou Jiayu sank into a deep, long sleep.

The next day, when Zhou Jiayu woke up, he stared blankly for a long time. He felt himself lying in someone’s embrace. He turned his head and saw Lin Zhushui’s sleeping face.

Zhou Jiayu was instantly dumbfounded. His memories of last night were cut off at the scene where he had wrapped himself in his quilt and run with difficulty to find Lin Zhushui.

What exactly happened after that? Zhou Jiayu’s mind was in complete chaos. He could only vaguely remember some fragmentary images.

“Jiba.” Zhou Jiayu asked with difficulty, “Sir and I…”

“You’re awake.” Jiba said, “Your child is already in college.”

Zhou Jiayu: “…”

Lin Zhushui also seemed to have woken up, but he couldn’t open his eyes, so he slowly leaned over and naturally used his lips to kiss Zhou Jiayu’s chin: “Awake?”

Zhou Jiayu made an affirmative sound and discovered his voice was hoarse beyond recognition.

“Still cold?” Lin Zhushui asked in a low voice.

Zhou Jiayu said, “Not cold anymore…” He slightly moved his body and felt a subtle pain in a certain indescribable place. And his body felt like it had been taken apart and reassembled — every part was exceptionally sore.

“Mm.” Lin Zhushui slowly sat up. His black hair draped over his shoulders, paired with his jade-like skin, looking especially beautiful. But Zhou Jiayu’s attention was placed elsewhere. He saw that on Lin Zhushui’s back, there were many subtle red scratches…

Zhou Jiayu silently lowered his head, looked at the nails on his fingers, and wasn’t surprised to see some red, already dried bloodstains on his nails.

Zhou Jiayu: “…” Fuck.

Lin Zhushui said, “Hungry?”

Zhou Jiayu said, “Not hungry…” He curled up in the quilt, feeling like he was a quiet quail, not knowing how to face Lin Zhushui for a moment. Although he had previously asked Xu Ruwang for those videos, when this day truly came, Zhou Jiayu discovered he still found it a bit too stimulating.

Lin Zhushui said, “Really not hungry?” He sat by the bedside and began unhurriedly getting dressed. One had to admit, Lin Zhushui’s figure was excellent, and he didn’t mind showing it off in front of Zhou Jiayu at all. His straight back went down to his lean waist, which still had the red marks Zhou Jiayu had left on it.

Zhou Jiayu couldn’t help it. He extended a finger and lightly poked his spine.

Lin Zhushui turned back: “Mm?”

Zhou Jiayu said, “N-nothing, I just feel, feel that Sir is really good-looking.” He felt his words were somewhat shameless, but he still forced himself to say them.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhushui smiled. He said, “You’re also very good-looking.” He paused for a moment and added, “Also very delicious.”

Zhou Jiayu: “…” Holy shit, Sir, are you being a hooligan to me?

Zhou Jiayu was first seduced by the beauty and didn’t have a clear understanding of his own physical state. It wasn’t until Lin Zhushui finished dressing, tied up his hair, and he prepared to climb out of bed that he discovered he seemed to be unable to move.

His lower body was completely paralyzed, his legs trembling straight, and even the action of getting up was exceptionally difficult. Zhou Jiayu lay on the bed in a daze, not understanding why it was this serious. He usually exercised quite a lot — how could he be paralyzed after just one night…

“Sir…” Zhou Jiayu said with difficulty, “Why can’t I, why can’t I move?”

Hearing this, Lin Zhushui slightly tilted his head and said, “Sorry, last night I went a bit too far.” He touched Zhou Jiayu’s forehead. “Feeling very unwell?”

Zhou Jiayu said, “I’m okay…”

He said he was okay, but his body was very uncooperative, completely beyond his control. He could only lie on the bed like a cripple. His body had been carefully cleaned, with no traces of those more terrible things remaining.

Although Zhou Jiayu said he wasn’t hungry, Lin Zhushui still went to get some light food for Zhou Jiayu and fed him.

Zhou Jiayu lay like this for an entire day. On the third day, he could finally get out of bed and walk around, but his walking posture was still a limping hobble. Anyone with eyes could tell what had happened.

When he returned to his residence, Lin Jue and the others were gathered around eating takeout. Seeing him return, they all enthusiastically greeted him, saying Zhou Jiayu, you’re back.

Zhou Jiayu sat on the sofa and made an affirmative sound.

Lin Jue said, “Guan’er, how are you feeling? Is your body better?” She seemed to notice something, an expression of slight surprise appearing on her face. “You two…”

Zhou Jiayu lit a cigarette, silently put it in his mouth, then nodded.

Lin Jue said, “Congratulations, congratulations.”

The others understood tacitly, expressions of smiles appearing on their faces one after another. Only Shen Yiqiong, this idiot, said what congratulations? Didn’t Zhou Jiayu have yin energy entering his body? What was there to congratulate about?

Lin Jue said, “Shen Yiqiong, you’re done for.”

Shen Yiqiong was baffled.

Zhou Jiayu remembered how Shen Yiqiong had tricked him before, saying he wasn’t a virgin at fourteen. He simply found it both funny and infuriating. After finishing this cigarette, he lit another.

Perhaps because of this matter, the atmosphere in the house that evening was especially joyful. When Lin Jue ordered takeout, she specifically ordered a pot of old hen stew, saying she wanted to nourish Zhou Jiayu’s body.

What else could Zhou Jiayu say? He still had difficulty walking right now; he indeed needed some nourishment.

When they were eating dinner, Lin Zhushui also came over. Only then did Zhou Jiayu notice that Lin Zhushui’s lip was also split — clearly bitten by someone. As for who that person was… Zhou Jiayu lowered his head in shame.

Lin Jue was quite happy. She dragged back several cases of beer, saying they wouldn’t stop until they were drunk.

Zhou Jiayu had poor alcohol tolerance, and a certain place still hurt, so he completely didn’t dare to drink much. All the alcohol sent to him was taken away by Lin Zhushui. Later, when the others saw Lin Zhushui’s attitude, they didn’t dare to continue sending drinks either. So they abandoned Zhou Jiayu and started playing games.

The little golden dragon and the yellow weasel also joined in. The room was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Lin Zhushui also drank quite a bit. A few shades of pink appeared on his fair, jade-like cheeks. His thin lips revealed a gorgeous red, looking exceptionally beautiful.

Zhou Jiayu sat beside him, once again regretting in his heart that he remembered nothing from that night. He silently picked up a bite of food with his chopsticks and slowly chewed it in his mouth.

But Lin Zhushui’s voice suddenly floated over. He said, “Zhou Jiayu, are you unhappy?”

Zhou Jiayu said, “Ah, Sir, I’m not unhappy.”

Lin Zhushui said, “Really?”

Zhou Jiayu honestly nodded: “Really.”

Lin Zhushui faced Zhou Jiayu. Although his eyes were closed, Zhou Jiayu had the illusion of being stared at. He suddenly leaned over, his lips sliding past Zhou Jiayu’s ear shell, his voice low as he spoke words only the two of them could hear. He said, “I still want to do it properly one more time, while you’re awake.”

Instantly, Zhou Jiayu’s heart beat wildly. He pressed his lips together and lightly made an “mm” sound.

Lin Zhushui slightly hooked his lips and, under the table, held Zhou Jiayu’s hand.