Outside the guesthouse, the night was thick and dark, with the occasional croak of frogs drifting down from the Back Mountain.
Inside the guesthouse.
"Bai! Bu! Fan! Do you know why spiders only have eight legs? Because nine feet would be too many! If you dare offend me like this again, I'll exterminate your entire clan! Get off me!"
Lin Li pounded on Bai Bufan's back as the latter sat on him with his back turned. He was laughing, but it was a horrifyingly miserable laugh.
"Stop scratching, sis! I have Onychocryptosis! And toenail fungus! Plantar acne! I even have athlete's foot!"
Bai Bufan suddenly turned around and met Lin Li's eyes.
His gaze was lewd, but he said nothing. There were girls present, after all.
Lin Li: "?"
Wait.
"Fuck." Lin Li caught on and cursed with a laugh, but since there were girls around, he could only quietly reply, "Just kidding. I don't want to."
Satisfied, Bai Bufan turned back around and continued his work.
"Ahhh!! Stop scratching! I was wrong! Where's Uncle Chen? Save me! Come roar something! What I love is my life!" Lin Li continued with his own "work."
"Which fucking Uncle Chen is that?" Bai Bufan cursed with a laugh.
At that moment.
Bai Bufan was sitting on Lin Li, pinning down his legs, while Chen, Ding, and Qu each held a feather and plucked at Lin Li's footstrings.
"A bet's a bet. You made the rules yourself, so don't even think about running!" Bai Bufan was having the time of his life.
Rules were dead. Lin Li could be too.
"Ahaha, ugh—" Lin Li's laughter gradually weakened, coming in broken bursts. "It tickles me to death. It tickles down there to death..."
"Don't say weird things." Chen Yuying's amused voice came over.
"Oh."