He looked down on Dai Mubai. At twelve, unable to withstand Dai Weisi's oppression, he had left the Star Luo Empire and abandoned Zhu Qing there alone.
He had left Zhu Qing to endure three years of ridicule and scorn by herself.
If Dai Mubai had cultivated diligently over the past three years, Su Yu would not have looked down on him. But that brat had run off to the Heaven Dou Empire to fool around with women.
It was obvious that he had already accepted his fate of certain death.
Su Yu dared guarantee that if Tang San had not helped him cultivate later on and catch up to his older brother,
then even after Zhu Qing came after him, he would not have worked hard alongside her to defeat his older brother.
Zhu Qing did not need Dai Mubai. She needed someone to change her fate, and if that was the case, why could that person not be him?
The scene returned to Su Yu's dormitory—
Ning Rongrong carried a basin of water out of the bathroom, rinsed the washcloth twice, and gently began wiping Su Yu down.
His cheeks, neck, and arms.
Seeing Su Yu's clothes soaked through, Ning Rongrong steeled herself and reached out to undo his buttons.
The moment her fingertips touched the second button, Su Yu pressed down on her hand.
She froze for a moment, then looked up and met Su Yu's slightly flustered gaze. Her cheeks instantly flushed red.
As if she had been burned, she pulled her hand back. The fingers clutching the washcloth tightened slightly.
"I... I just wanted to help you change out of your wet clothes. Otherwise, you'll catch a cold."
She explained in a tiny voice, soft as a mosquito's buzz. Her eyes darted elsewhere, not daring to look at Su Yu.
Su Yu sighed in relief and felt that his reaction had been too abrupt. He softened his voice.
"It's fine. I can handle these things myself."
His clothes really were uncomfortably sticky, sweat mixed with dust clinging to his skin, making him feel itchy and stifled.
"No! Older brother has worked so hard already. Let me handle something this small!"
As she spoke, Ning Rongrong placed her hand on Su Yu's clothes again.
Seeing the stubbornness in Ning Rongrong's eyes, Su Yu no longer stopped her.
Once all the buttons had been undone, rows of sharply defined muscles came into Ning Rongrong's view.
Ning Rongrong's little face reddened, and she could not help reaching out to press against Su Yu's chest.
Seeing her acting like a little lovestruck girl, Su Yu chuckled.
"Well? Rongrong, does it feel good?"
"Mm! It feels really good!"
Once she realized what she had said, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Her small hands clenched tightly around the hem of her clothes, her fingertips turning white.
Su Yu could not help laughing softly at the sight of her. The vibrations in his chest drove away some of his fatigue.
He raised a hand and rubbed Ning Rongrong's hair, his tone indulgent.
"Alright, stop fooling around. Give me the clean clothes. I just need to take a shower."
Only then did Ning Rongrong snap back to her senses and hurriedly stuff the clean clothes into Su Yu's hands.
She turned around with her back facing him, the tips of her ears glowing red as she muttered softly.
"Then... then I'll wait here. Older brother, call me when you're done washing!"
Su Yu gently rubbed Ning Rongrong's little head. "What is it? Still want to touch older brother's abs?"
"Mm! I—I don't! I just want to keep you company, older brother!"
Su Yu looked at Ning Rongrong's crimson ears, and the amusement in his eyes deepened.
He deliberately lowered his voice, adding a teasing edge to it.
"If you want to touch them, then touch them. It's not like older brother won't let you."
"No!"
Ning Rongrong abruptly turned around, her cheeks as red as ripe apples. Her hands were tucked behind her back, but her body honestly edged half a step closer.
"I just... I just wanted to watch you, in case you faint while bathing."
"Oh? You're afraid I'll faint?" Su Yu raised an eyebrow and deliberately straightened his waist, revealing his clearly defined abdomen.
"Look at older brother's build. Do I look like someone who would faint?"
Ning Rongrong's gaze fell uncontrollably on his abs. Her fingers curled slightly, her throat bobbing as she said in a low voice,
"Who... who knows? What if..."
Su Yu chuckled and stopped teasing her, taking the clean clothes.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. I'll be done soon. Just wait here obediently."
"Mm!"
Ning Rongrong nodded hard. Only after watching Su Yu carry the clothes into the bathroom did she quietly let out a breath.
She walked over to the sofa and sat down, propping her chin in her hands. Her gaze kept drifting toward the bathroom, while her ears were perked up to listen to the sounds inside.
The sound of running water soon came from the bathroom.
Ning Rongrong sat on the sofa, her fingers unconsciously tracing circles on the armrest.
Yet the scene she had just seen kept surfacing uncontrollably in her mind, and her cheeks began burning again.
She shook her head hard, trying to throw out those messy thoughts, muttering under her breath.
"Ning Rongrong, what are you thinking about... How embarrassing..."
Just then, the sound of water from the bathroom stopped.
Ning Rongrong hurriedly sat upright and stared nervously at the bathroom door. Her heart pounded wildly, as though it might leap out of her throat.
A moment later, the bathroom door opened, and Su Yu emerged in clean clothes.
His hair was still wet, droplets sliding from the ends and down his neck before disappearing beneath his collar. He carried the fresh scent of someone who had just bathed.
"Did you wait long?"
Su Yu walked up to her. Droplets on his body occasionally fell onto the back of her hand, bringing a faintly cool touch.
Ning Rongrong quickly pulled back her hand, her face scarlet as she shook her head.
"N-No."
Seeing her like this, Su Yu could not help wanting to tease her again. Just as he was about to speak, Ning Rongrong suddenly looked up at him, her eyes sparkling.
"Older brother, your abs... are really nice."
The moment she said it, she froze. Then, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she jumped to her feet and covered her face as she ran toward the bathroom.
"I... I'm going to get some air!"
Watching her flee in panic, Su Yu smiled helplessly, though his eyes were filled with tenderness.
He walked to the sofa and sat down, using a towel to dry his wet hair, a faint smile lingering on his lips.
Inside the bathroom, Ning Rongrong sat on the floor with her back against the door and lightly slapped her cheeks.
Ning Rongrong, what are you doing?! Why are you acting like such a little pervert?! You even said what was on your mind!
But then Ning Rongrong reconsidered. With older brother's face and physique, what girl would not like him? It was only natural!
Seeing the fully stocked bathing supplies in the bathroom, and since she was soaked herself, she simply decided to take a bath there.
About an hour later, Ning Rongrong emerged from the bathroom with a faint milky fragrance surrounding her, drying her hair with a towel.
Sitting on the bed and catching that scent, Su Yu swallowed.
"Rongrong, come here! Older brother will help you dry your hair!"
Ning Rongrong walked over and sat in Su Yu's lap, handing him the dry towel.
Su Yu's palm grew slightly warm as he took the towel and began drying Ning Rongrong's hair.
Breathing in Ning Rongrong's fragrance, he gradually found himself reacting!
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