Tap, tap, tap — The crisp sound of footsteps pulled Kuang Ye out of his thoughts. He immediately stopped his wandering thoughts and instinctively turned around. The scene that met his eyes made his gaze freeze. The woman, freshly out of the shower, had her seaweed-like hair cascading down her back. Since she had only used a towel to dry it, her hair was still damp, with occasional droplets sliding down, adding a touch of wet, seductive allure.

On the upper half, she was wearing a random white t-shirt she found from the wardrobe. The neckline was slightly open due to the size difference, revealing a glimpse of her pale, smooth skin. On the bottom, she wasn’t wearing… No, she was wearing something. It wasn’t long pants but shorts, reaching about to her knees. The loose legs of the shorts showed off her pale and slender legs, perfectly matching the current situation of a lone man and woman. It was incredibly enticing.

Kuang Ye’s throat tightened, and his body instantly tensed.

Mu Wan hesitated, slightly embarrassed. “Your long pants are too long for me, so I just wore the shorts.”

Kuang Ye quickly withdrew his gaze and turned his eyes away. “It’s fine. Are you hungry?”

Having spent several hours at the police station, Mu Wan was indeed a little hungry. “Do you have anything to eat?”

Kuang Ye opened the fridge and found some ingredients. He thought to himself that the manager was reliable. He took out two eggs, a tomato, and a bag of instant noodles. “How about some tomato egg noodles?”

Mu Wan was surprised. “You can cook?”

Kuang Ye turned around, grinning mischievously. “Otherwise, should you do it, Jiejie?”

Hearing him call her jiejie again, Mu Wan wasn’t as uncomfortable as before. In fact, with no outsiders around, she even teased a bit. “Jiejie can’t cook, so the Didi^[1]Younger brother will.”
Kuang Ye looked at Mu Wan’s bright smile, his gaze flickering. He expertly cracked an egg with one hand, his tone carrying a hint of ambiguity. “Okay, Didi will cook.”

After Mu Wan finished drying her hair, Kuang Ye’s tomato egg noodles were also ready.

Under the warm yellow light, the two of them sat facing each other. Mu Wan picked up a bite of the noodles and immediately her eyes lit up. “It’s delicious!”

Kuang Ye watched her eat the noodles at lightning speed, a smile spreading across his face. After the late-night meal, Mu Wan took the initiative to wash the dishes. Kuang Ye stood by and watched, thinking the scene would turn into something like a TV drama where the rich young lady would throw the plate in frustration. However, nothing happened.

Mu Wan, seeing his thoughts, was speechless. “Stop watching so many idol dramas. Rich young ladies aren’t all helpless. I can hold a plate steady, and I studied abroad for college, so I’m very independent, okay?”

Kuang Ye responded, “Mhm, mhm, mhm, Jiejie, you’re amazing.”

Mu Wan: “…”

She grabbed a small square cushion from the couch and threw it at him. “I’ll beat you up, you little brat.”

After some laughing and joking around, it was nearly 3 a.m., and Mu Wan was starting to feel sleepy. Kuang Ye grabbed the car keys and yawned.

“Go ahead and sleep. I’ll head back too, I can still get four hours of sleep.”

“Only four hours?” Mu Wan felt a little guilty, thinking that Kuang Ye had stayed up so late because of her. She glanced at the spacious couch in the living room and suggested, “Why don’t you just sleep here tonight?”

Kuang Ye pretended to hesitate. “A man and a woman alone, isn’t that a bit inappropriate?”

Mu Wan’s ears turned red. She straightened up and said seriously, “You sleep on the couch, I’ll sleep in the bed. What’s wrong with that?”

She muttered quietly, “And with our relationship, even if we slept in the same bed, it’d be perfectly fine.”

Kuang Ye clicked his tongue, then suddenly leaned in closer, his hot breath brushing against Mu Wan’s ear.

“So, Jiejie, you want to sleep in the same bed with me, in a perfectly legitimate way?”

Mu Wan’s face turned instantly red like a tomato. Her ears buzzed, and she felt flustered, stammering, “Y-you, stop talking nonsense.”

Kuang Ye leaned in even closer, his lips almost brushing her ear.

“Jiejie doesn’t want to?”

Just as Mu Wan was about to firmly reply that she didn’t want to, the words Kuang Xingran had said earlier in the bar suddenly echoed in her ears.

“You’re missing out. The only thing left worth admiring about Kuang Ye is his body, but you won’t even get to enjoy that.”

Missing out? Mu Wan’s gaze unconsciously flickered over the young man’s body, which was now just a breath away. Kuang Ye stood at around 188 cm, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long, straight legs. Since he was leaning over, his shirt’s neckline drooped, offering her a perfect view of what was underneath his cotton t-shirt.

My goodness, eight-pack abs? And he’s definitely well-endowed down there too!

“Pah!”

Mu Wan quickly turned her eyes away. She secretly swallowed. This small action didn’t escape Kuang Ye’s notice. His gaze darkened instantly, and an unspoken tension hung in the air between them. Suddenly, Kuang Ye moved his lips from her ear to the edge of her lips, their breaths mingling.

Mu Wan’s heart raced wildly, her eyes widening as her mind turned into a blur. Is he going to kiss me? She cautiously closed her eyes.

Two seconds later, she heard a light laugh. She opened her eyes to find that Kuang Ye had already stood up and stepped back. Seeing her dazed expression, he gently brushed his finger over the tip of her nose, then picked up his car keys, opened the door, and left.

“Good night, Jiejie!”

It was the same teasing, somewhat flirtatious tone.

Mu Wan was left completely stunned. Was she… being teased by Kuang Ye? Damn it, this is definitely not a little puppy!