Tian Xi subconsciously licked her lips: “I won’t, baby, don’t overthink it.”
Mo Yehan’s face flushed bright red instantly: “Sister, you have to keep your word, otherwise I’ll be very sad.” He loved it so much when she called him baby!
Tian Xi held him in her arms, comforting him for a long time.
Only when her phone rang did she release him, noticing it was Second Brother calling.
She answered.
Second Brother said over the phone: “Tian Xi, I’ve arranged everything for Auntie. The doctor said she has severe schizophrenia, and this illness is hereditary. I know it’s not my place to say this, but you should break up with that Mo Yehan. What if he has mental illness too?”
Tian Xi glanced at Mo Yehan lying obediently on the hospital bed and whispered: “Second Brother, how long will Auntie need to be hospitalized?”
“Indefinitely, until she recovers. The doctor said she also has violent tendencies and is often on the verge of emotional collapse. If she’s released and gets stimulated, it will only make her worse.”
“I understand. I’ll tell Yehan. Also, I know he might develop the illness too.” Tian Xi lowered her voice further: “But if managed well, his condition can gradually improve.”
In her previous life, Tian Xi had watched helplessly as Mo Yehan had an episode – becoming violent and cruel, ultimately killing and torturing others before taking his own life. She never quite understood why he suddenly became so severely ill, but now she realized it was because Mo Yehan had inherited mental illness from his mother.
“Yehan, there’s something I need to tell you. I’ve admitted your mother to the hospital for treatment. The doctor said she needs long-term care and can’t return home for now.” As she said this, Tian Xi watched his expression carefully, not missing any subtle change.
Mo Yehan simply said softly: “I know my mother is very ill, but I couldn’t afford proper treatment for her. Tian Xi, thank you for arranging this.”
Tian Xi breathed a sigh of relief and said gently: “Yehan, you’re not in good health yourself right now and need someone to care for you. Would you come live with me in the apartment near school?”
Mo Yehan’s face flushed deeply, his hands clutching the hospital sheets as he murmured: “I… I’m fine, I can take care of myself.”
“No, you can’t. Not only is your leg injured, but your whole body is covered in wounds. The doctor said you need regular medication application. Be good, come live with me, okay?”
He opened his mouth, his throat moving: “So… we’ll be living together?”
Tian Xi paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded: “Yes, we’ll be living together.”
When Tian Xi helped Mo Yehan arrive at her apartment, she briefly showed him around before realizing the entire place had only one bedroom, with the other rooms being a walk-in closet, piano room, and dance studio – no extra bedroom.
“I can sleep… sleep on the sofa,” Mo Yehan stammered, as if afraid of causing Tian Xi any trouble.
Tian Xi pouted playfully, pulling him to the bedside and settling him down: “We can sleep together.”
Mo Yehan seemed shocked, but then as if remembering something, he lowered his head dejectedly with tears falling: “Right… that part of me doesn’t work anymore. Even if we sleep together, nothing will happen…”
Seeing him like this, Tian Xi’s heart ached: “Baby, I will cure you. The doctor told me about a method – stimulation therapy. It might be able to cure you. Are you willing to cooperate with the treatment?”
Mo Yehan let out a low moan mixed with sobs, instinctively nodding.That evening after dinner, Tian Xi slipped into the bathroom. After her shower, she stood before the mirror examining her body.
In her hand was a seductive nightgown—a white lace camisole, sheer and alluring.
When she put it on, the girl in the mirror instantly transformed into a sweet little peach, delighting the heart.
The moment she stepped out of the bathroom.
Mo Yehan’s breath hitched, his gaze fixed on her. His heart began to pound uncontrollably, his eyes gradually growing dazed. His hand gripped the sofa, scraping against it restlessly as his body trembled with growing intensity.
Tian Xi approached, knelt down, and looked up at him: “Yehan, could you help adjust my nightgown?”
She was every bit the Little Enchantress.
Mo Yehan’s breathing grew ragged as he obediently reached out, gently placing his hand over the strap of her camisole dress. His hand fumbled awkwardly, unsure how to proceed.
Tian Xi loved seeing Mo Yehan flushed and dazed like this.
She raised her hand to caress his cheek, whispering softly: “I love you so much.”
Mo Yehan’s body shuddered violently. He knew the doctor was wrong about him having no reaction—if anything, it was stronger than ever. His face burned crimson, adoring this Little Princess who was sweetly tempting him, wanting her to continue seducing him, forcing himself to endure the torment.
“Tian Xi, kiss me, maybe it’ll make me feel better,” he pleaded, the corners of his eyes red as he panted.
Tian Xi captured his lips, drawing an involuntary hoarse sound from him that seeped into her soul—unbearably sensual.
The sensation melted Tian Xi into softness. Her hand clutching the sofa, she couldn’t suppress a soft moan: “Baby, you’re so good at kissing.”
Pulling away, her eyes dazed, she asked: “Have you kissed someone else before?” Otherwise how could he be so skilled.
He shook his head in flustered panic: “N-no, I’ve only ever kissed you, sister. Please don’t doubt me, it hurts so much.”
Absolutely adorable.
Tian Xi grabbed his collar and kissed him passionately again: “Don’t cry, baby. Let me kiss all your tears away, okay?”
“Sister, kiss me more, I’m suffering.” He’d been restraining himself all along—of course he was in agony. But he truly adored this enchanting version of Tian Xi, hoping she would tempt, seduce, and lure him more and more.
…
The next morning.
Tian Xi woke to the aroma of food. Getting out of bed, she left the bedroom.
Her eyes fell upon Mo Yehan wearing only white trousers, his bare torso revealing impressive eight-pack abs as he cooked.
Hearing her approach, he turned with a smile: “Little Princess, it’ll be ready soon.”
Curious, Tian Xi walked over and discovered he was making cream cupcakes and had warmed milk for her.
“You got up early to make these just because I mentioned wanting cake last night?”
“Mm,” Mo Yehan replied somewhat shyly: “I don’t know if you’ll like them?”
“I’ll definitely love anything you make,” Tian Xi affirmed.
Mo Yehan’s eyes shone with delight: “Really?”
Tian Xi nodded emphatically, smiling as she said: “I’ll go wash up first, then we can eat.”
Entering the bathroom, she stood before the mirror and noticed love marks covering her body. Though they hadn’t gone all the way last night, they’d kissed for what felt like ages until their lips were swollen. Later, Mo Yehan had simply worshipped every part of her… The memory made her blush.
After showering and changing into her robe, she emerged to find Mo Yehan already waiting with a plate of cupcakes. She hurried over: “Can we eat now?”
“Mm, let me feed you.” His slender fingers picked up a piece, bringing it to her lips: “Open up, sweetheart.”She let out a soft “Ah,” taking a bite of the cream cake. The sweet, rich flavor of the cream spread in her mouth—it was delicious.
Unable to resist, she narrowed her crescent-moon-like eyes and sighed sweetly, “Xiao Bao, you’re amazing. I love eating this so much.”
Mo Yehan stared at the bit of cream at the corner of her lips, his Adam’s apple involuntarily bobbing. He reached out a finger, wiped it away, then lowered his head to lick his finger, his voice husky as he said, “Mm, it’s delicious.”
For some reason, Tian Xi blushed deeply. Was this guy flirting with her?
Maybe she was overthinking it.
Tian Xi wanted to eat by herself, but Mo Yehan insisted on feeding her, even praising how beautiful her lips were and how lovely she looked while eating.
His voice grew increasingly low and hoarse: “Xiao Bao, can you eat me instead?”
Tian Xi: “?”