She quietly climbed out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and dashed to the bathroom.
Looking in the mirror, she frowned.
Why were there a few faint red marks on her neck?
By the time she dressed and came out,
Song Zeqian was still in bed.
He seemed to have just woken up, his tousled hair falling loosely over his forehead.
His eyes were half-closed, his whole demeanor as languid as a satiated leopard.
He happened to sit up with his knees bent, the blanket slipping to his waist, revealing his lean upper body.
Broad shoulders and a narrow waist, smooth and powerful muscle lines, shadows pooling in the hollow of his collarbone, clearly defined abs, and a V-line disappearing beneath the edge of the blanket.
As the blanket was about to slide down to his thighs, Lin Yingyue quickly averted her gaze.
"You... hurry up and put on some clothes!"
Song Zeqian raised an eyebrow, then smiled.
"It's not like you haven't seen it before."
Not just seen...
But seeing Lin Yingyue's evasive glance, he compliantly fastened the buttons.
So shy.
Later... when it happened, wouldn't he still have to coax and trick her like last time,
to make her spread her legs...
After he was dressed, Lin Yingyue pointed at her neck and asked tentatively, "Did you see any mosquitoes in the room yesterday?"
Song Zeqian was taken aback for a moment, then his voice was calm as usual, his face expressionless.
"I did."
But the tips of his ears quietly flushed crimson.
Lin Yingyue felt relieved, then touched her neck with a frown.
Holy crap, such a huge mosquito!
The greenery at the Song Family's Old Residence was good, so it was normal to have mosquitoes.
This room had no screens, probably a mosquito flew in last night.
Since they were about to switch rooms, there shouldn't be any mosquitoes there, right?
Seeing that he didn't seem to have noticed her taking off his clothes in her dream and secretly touching him, Lin Yingyue quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
After breakfast, Song Zeqian instructed someone to move Lin Yingyue's luggage to a spacious room.
"The lighting is good here, convenient for you to read."
Lin Yingyue looked down from the window, able to overlook the scenery of the Song Residence. It was very beautiful.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. After all, this will be the room where the two of us live together." Song Zeqian smiled.
Lin Yingyue took her clothes out of the suitcase and placed them one by one in the wardrobe.
When she pulled open the largest wardrobe,
inside was a neat row of brand-new women's clothing—
dresses, blouses, skirts, from light to dark colors, from casual to formal, everything was available.
There were even underwear sets, neatly arranged in the drawers: lace, cotton, in all colors.
They all looked expensive, but the brands were understated, mostly everyday styles.
Because she had no money and was focused on studying,
she used to have only a few clothes herself, just enough to wear.
Three for summer, three for winter.
Song Zeqian: "I had someone pick them up when passing by a clothing store yesterday. I don't know if they fit you."
Lin Yingyue looked at the tags; indeed, they were her size, not a bit off.
Bought casually by someone, and the sizes were this accurate?
"They fit quite well."
"How did you know what size I wear? Did you check my medical examination report?"
A smile spread across Song Zeqian's pale, cool face.
His long, knobby-knuckled hand gestured vaguely in the air, making a rough comparison.
"Of course I know."
"Besides the size, I know other things too."
As he spoke, he turned the pinky ring on his little finger meaningfully.
"Baby, do you know what else a ring can be used for besides decoration?"
Lin Yingyue: ...
What a big pervert!
She knew she was no match for him when it came to driving innuendos, so she wisely dropped the topic.
Just then, a urgent project came up at the company, so Song Zeqian arranged for a driver to take Lin Yingyue and went to the office himself.
As soon as Lin Yingyue reached the school gate, her mobile phone vibrated.
She pulled it out and saw it was a message from Li Mingyan.
「Yingyue, free for a voice call?」
Lin Yingyue called him directly.
"Hello?" Li Mingyan's voice came through the receiver, carrying a sunny and refreshing tone.
"What's up?"
"It's like this," Li Mingyan's tone carried a hint of embarrassment. "My little brother is in fifth grade, and his mathematics is really poor. Could you tutor him?"
Lin Yingyue hummed in agreement, but felt a bit puzzled inside.
Li Mingyan himself was the provincial champion of the Mathematics Olympiad back then; wasn't he more than capable of teaching his own brother?
Before she could ask, Li Mingyan continued:
"I saw you helping a junior schoolmate solve problems in the library last time; you explained it really clearly. My little brother needs someone who can make him understand without making him hate it.
Twenty thousand a month, two lessons a week, the time is up to you.
The location is at my place, not far from school, with a driver to pick you up and drop you off."
Twenty thousand! That's like giving her 2,500 per lesson?
Tears nearly drooled from her mouth.
Afraid Li Mingyan might change his mind, she immediately agreed.
"Sure, this weekend works!"
Weekend at the villa area.
Li Mingyan's home was a three-story building with an independent courtyard. She rang the doorbell, and not long after, the door opened.
Li Mingyan looked exceptionally sunny and handsome today: a red-and-blue baseball jacket, black ear cuffs, amber eyes—the whole look was bright and refreshing.
"Yueyue, you're here. Come on in." He stepped aside.
Lin Yingyue entered the foyer, and her gaze landed on a large family portrait hanging in the living room.
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, she could see lots of beautiful greenery, and beside them sat a pink sprinkling can.
It clearly looked like a warm and loving home.
"Your home is beautiful," Lin Yingyue said sincerely.
Li Mingyan smiled. Before he could speak, a little head popped out from behind the sofa in the living room.
Soon after, a little boy wearing a small suit and a bow tie shuffled out slowly.
He looked about eleven or twelve, his little face taut.
"Li Mingchen, come here," Li Mingyan waved. "This is Sister Lin Yingyue. She'll be teaching you mathematics from now on."
Li Mingchen moved over sluggishly, then looked up at Lin Yingyue.
Their eyes met.
Lin Yingyue was dressed simply today in a white sweater and jeans, no makeup, her hair in a bun—pure natural beauty.
Li Mingchen's face, originally full of impatience, clearly froze for a moment.
"Wow! Brother, you weren't lying! Sister Yingyue really is as pretty as you said!"
Lin Yingyue was startled and looked at Li Mingyan.
Li Mingyan, who had been pouring water, almost spilled it in surprise when he heard his useless little brother blurt out what he had said in private.
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