Under Ye Qiu's burning, focused gaze.
Shui Bing'er took slow, soft, difficult steps toward the bed.
Her gaze fell on Shui Yue'er, who was leaning against Ye Qiu.
Then she looked at Xue Wu, lying on her own bed in a dazed, lovestruck state.
A trace of embarrassment inevitably rose in her heart.
Shui Bing'er lightly bit her rosy red lips.
Her voice was as soft as petals drifting in a spring breeze as she whispered:
"Yue'er, move Xue Wu away. It's about time to turn off the lights and rest."
Her words carried the authority of an elder sister.
Yet they could not conceal her endless shyness.
"Oh, okay! Big Sis, I'll do it right away."
Shui Yue'er felt a faint sense of delight, though her words also carried unmistakable shyness.
Carefully, she pulled Ye Qiu's hand out from inside her clothes.
Then she slightly tilted her half-undressed jade-like body.
She gently kissed Ye Qiu's face, as lightly as a dragonfly touching the water.
Leaving tiny glistening traces on his face.
Shui Yue'er stretched out her arms.
She gently gathered Xue Wu, who lay muddleheaded on the bed with a face flushed crimson from embarrassment, into her embrace.
Ye Qiu withdrew the hand that had been resting on Xue Wu's backside.
He removed the hand hidden beneath Xue Wu's skirt.
Silently watching Shui Yue'er carry Xue Wu farther away.
His gaze settled on Shui Bing'er.
The corners of Ye Qiu's lips curled up slightly as he rose with a smile.
Without ceremony, he gently placed both hands on Shui Bing'er's smooth, fragrant shoulders, where her straps rested.
After her bath.
Shui Bing'er's skin was as delicate and fair as freshly squeezed milk.
Under the lamplight, it glowed with a soft sheen.
Her exquisite collarbones adorned her perfect figure.
Shui