The So-Called Pervert

In the sweltering summer heat, few people would want to go out in this kind of weather.

It's like winter is just around the corner.

Due to the high temperatures, Hua Xin and Xia Yan both enjoyed a rare three-day holiday without having to go to work or school.

After entering my junior year, the course schedule became more relaxed, which naturally eased the pressure of running between two places. It just so happened that I didn't have to go to school or work on Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays.

Both of them are homebodies, so they didn't choose to travel back and forth during this time. Instead, they stayed in their little house and lived a carefree and decadent life.

Xia Yan was originally planning to go out and have some fun, but Hua Xin rejected the idea because she thought the travel time would be too tight.

Although we were inseparable during our school years, we ultimately had to work and earn money most of the time.

After much deliberation, Hua Xin decided to return to being a shut-in.

Outside, the temperature is hot enough to scorch a person until they are as hot as a fried egg, but inside, with the help of air conditioning, it is very comfortable.

At this moment, they are in Xia Yan's room.

Although it was daytime, the curtains were drawn, making the room look rather dim. After the curtains were changed, the lighting in Xia Yan's room became the same as in Hua Xin's room.

It's often said that two people who spend a lot of time together might gradually become assimilated, and it seems that's true now.

On the white wall opposite the bed, through the flickering images projected onto the screen, Hua Xin and Xia Yan didn't do anything embarrassing. Instead, they both leaned lazily against the bed, staring at the images on the projector in a starfish position.

The heat makes people lose the desire to be active.

After watching another episode, Hua Xin yawned listlessly, her arm weakly nudging Xia Yan beside her, and slowly said:

"Who watches 'House of Paprika' together while relaxing at home...?"

"Don't you have any values at all?!"

"..."

Xia Yan adjusted the episode and selected to continue playing the next episode. He wasn't swayed by Hua Xin's questioning; instead, he shook his head regretfully.

"Children who have been brainwashed by short videos cannot understand the stories of dogs pretending to be human and genius babies."

"It's ruined."

"The poison has already invaded his soul; there's no saving him."

Hua Xin snorted, then, too lazy to continue complaining, turned around and started scrolling through her phone while hugging her pillow.

The first thing that catches the eye is female bodhisattva cosplayer who seems to have lost all sense of reason and is driven only by primal impulses, something we haven't seen in a long time.

Two months ago, after breaking through the final barrier with Xia Yan, Hua Xin was wearing a QQ outfit that she had specially bought online.

After that, I did consider buying some clothes, but they were all a bit too expensive. It wasn't cost-effective to use them only a few times, so I might as well buy some QQ underwear.

And there's also the risk that Xia Yan might tear it apart.

The reason why that maid outfit only existed for one night and then ended up in the trash can is all thanks to Xia Yan, a man who doesn't know how to cherish clothes bought with real money.

If you treat cosplay as a hobby, spending money is definitely the first thing that comes to mind.

It's fine if you tear the stockings for no reason. After all, they're cheap and don't cost much. They're only for Xia Yan to see, and she won't wear them out in public. So it's okay if she tears them.

But the clothes cost almost a hundred!

Thinking of this, Hua Xin couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

How come I never noticed before that Xia Yan, who always seemed so gentle and peaceful, suddenly became like a completely different person at times like this...?

It's probably due to sexual repression.

"Then, honey, what do you want to see...?"

"I've watched most of the recent anime series, and I also watched several movies yesterday."

Xia Yan shifted his gaze from behind the curtain, turned around awkwardly, and hugged Hua Xin.

Because everyone wears light clothing in the summer, Hua Xin was only wearing a slightly loose short-sleeved shirt, which made it easy for Xia Yan to touch her belly under the half-lifted hem.

It feels nice to the touch, and the skin is in excellent condition.

"Watch AV."

"We've done everything we should, and we're all adults, so stop pretending to be some abstinent virgin!"

Hua Xin slapped away Xia Yan's groping hand and threw the pillow at Xia Yan's head.

Without the slightest shyness or embarrassment, Hua Xin's face showed obvious anticipation. She raised an eyebrow at Xia Yan, who nimbly caught the pillow, and said somewhat mysteriously:

Have you acquired any good works of art recently?

"Let's share it."

When it comes to watching art films, Hua Xin doesn't just look for them when she's about to take off; rather, she has a natural fondness for this type of artistic creation.

Of course, I read doujinshi (comic books) the most.

After all, the art style in doujinshi can be more exaggerated and exciting compared to live-action videos.

Unfortunately, Hua Xin herself tried to learn to paint, because if she could create works that resonated with her own interests, it would be a great thing.

Unfortunately, her talent was limited, and in the end, she couldn't even hold back when looking at the stick figure.

"..."

"A wife whose mind is full of erotic thoughts will make her stupid."

"?"

"You have more lewd thoughts in your head than I do, don't you?"

"Don't forget that you made me call you 'Master' halfway through... Master..." Hua Xin slightly raised her voice, mimicking the tone in a very sweet and gentle way, before switching to an extremely disdainful tone:

"A true otaku's heart."

"All right..."

Once caught by someone, Xia Yan coughed softly and took out his phone in a serious manner.

What if Hua Xin becomes stubborn and stops calling him "master" in the future?

But who wouldn't feel the urge to call a beautiful girl "master" when they see her in a maid outfit?

Anyway, Xia Yan couldn't help it.

"I knew you were faking it all along."

"Sigh... the perfect male god, a gentle and handsome guy..."

"It's really just the bottom..."

Before she could finish speaking, Hua Xin, who had been wearing a smug expression of triumph, fell silent after seeing the picture on Xia Yan's phone screen.

A pretty girl with slightly long hair, dressed in a short sweater that was clearly meant for winter, made a peace sign next to her cheek, her eyes slightly evasive and shy.

Is it artistic enough?

"Isn't this the most beautiful girl ever?"

Xia Yan put down his phone and, without even considering whether it was hot or not, hugged Hua Xin again.

Hua Xin clearly wanted to say something, but Xia Yan had already completely defeated her.

After all, this was a selfie she had sent to Xia Yan before.

"Of course!"

Xia Yan leaned closer with a mischievous grin and whispered in Hua Xin's ear:

"Although I don't make art films."

"But we can be the male and female leads, right?"

Hua Xin sneered, her eyes gleaming with amusement, but she still feigned calmness and said, "I'm on my period."

"..."

"However, if you cook a good meal tonight, I might consider rewarding you..."

"What will the reward be?"

"Your choice: your hand, or..."

"You're not a pervert, are you?"

Hua Xin sat up and looked at Xia Yan with a hint of amusement. She naturally had nothing to be ashamed of in these matters, but the opportunities to tease Xia Yan were becoming increasingly rare.

"I want white milk?"

Xia Yan said in a cute, high-pitched voice.

"..."