Plums

Gu Wanqing: "You didn't clear out everything in my house, did you?"

Lu Xingyuan: "It wasn't that simple."

As he spoke, he immediately opened the trade window and teleported over all of Gu Wanqing's clothes, including her bras, panties, socks, and everything else.

Gu Wanqing's reaction was exactly what Lu Xingyuan had expected.

"Wow!"

"Holy crap!"

"You're freaking amazing!"

No denying it, the emotional payoff was fully delivered.

Lu Xingyuan was in high spirits and suddenly felt that everything he had done was no longer meaningless.

"My favorite strawberry panties are even here. Sob, sob, I'm so touched. I thought I'd never see them again."

Gu Wanqing began explaining their mysteries to Lu Xingyuan. "Out of all my panties, these are the most comfortable to wear."

"The craftsmanship is great, and the material is really solid. Didn't they feel soft when you touched them?"

Had they?

Lu Xingyuan rubbed his chin.

Then his expression changed drastically.

Holy shit, that was close. She's testing me!

"Sorry, I didn't touch them."

Gu Wanqing: "You really didn't touch them? You really didn't do anything inappropriate to my panties?"

For fuck's sake, I stand upright and sit straight. I'd never do something so lewd and sleazy.

"Fine, then I believe you."

Gu Wanqing continued, "But these strawberry panties really are my favorite. I'm not lying to you."

Lu Xingyuan: "A kid is still a kid."

Gu Wanqing: "Then what type do you like?"

Without hesitation, Lu Xingyuan said, "Black lace, obviously."

Gu Wanqing: "Then next time, I'll get you a pair of black lace boxer briefs. Make sure you wear them, okay~"

Lu Xingyuan gave her the middle finger through the air.

I'm a real man. Who the hell wears something so girly?

"You even brought over my sailor-uniform mini skirt. That's great."

Lu Xingyuan had some impression of the sailor-uniform mini skirt. It had a classic black-and-white color scheme, with a bright red bow at the collar.

As for the hem, it was very short, probably less than forty centimeters long.

At that length, if she took even slightly bigger strides while walking, her strawberry panties would be completely exposed.

Still, knowing Gu Wanqing's habits, safety shorts were definitely a must.

Couldn't be helped. These days, even gentlemen had to take precautions.

"As an honor student every year, you actually wear skirts that short. Does your homeroom teacher know?"

Gu Wanqing: "Can't be helped. Every girl has a heart that wants to be a spicy girl."

Gu Wanqing: "Besides, I bought this skirt and haven't even worn it yet."

"I thought it was such a pity, but I never expected you to bring it over for me. At least it didn't go to waste."

"Hey, do you want to see me wear it?"

Lu Xingyuan: "..."

His gaze seemed to travel through time and space, and he saw a sweet-looking girl sitting in front of a control console in a duck-sitting pose, typing away as the corners of her mouth curled upward uncontrollably. It was a sly, playful, slightly wicked smile, clearly filled with teasing and provocation.

"Luckily, I've read the Spring and Autumn Annals. Otherwise, I really would've fallen for your trick."

As for what kind of trick it was?

It definitely wasn't anything upright and honorable.

"I'm not that kind of person."

Lu Xingyuan added, "Besides, you don't even have a decent pair of stockings. What the hell are you wearing a sailor uniform for?"

Every sock in that drawer had been plain cotton.

There wasn't a single pair of stockings!

So Lu Xingyuan immediately concluded that Gu Wanqing's legs had to be thick. Otherwise, how could she not own even one pair of stockings?

"You don't know shit!"

"Bare legs are the best!"

"Only people who aren't confident in the shape of their legs need stockings to cover them up!"

Lu Xingyuan: "Oh, really? I don't believe you."

Gu Wanqing quickly sent over a photo.

In the photo was a pair of long, straight, jade-like legs, their lines perfectly proportioned, as though they had been drawn by an artist with the finest strokes. Her skin was whiter than snow and as delicate as mutton-fat jade, like congealed milk, glowing softly under the light.

Gulp.

Lu Xingyuan's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.

Come to think of it, it really had been a long time since he'd had any milk.

Milk was good. He needed to drink milk. Milk was full of protein.

"What do you think?"

Gu Wanqing messaged him.

Lu Xingyuan: "Average."

Gu Wanqing: "Did you just pull your pants back up?"

Then she seemed to realize something. "Aha! You shameless Junior Wa, you tricked me into sending you a photo, didn't you?"

Gu Wanqing never put on the sailor uniform.

In her words, "You don't want to see it anyway, so why the hell would I wear it?"

A trap! An absolute trap!

Lu Xingyuan held back and didn't jump in.

Lu Xingyuan had no intention of returning the supplies he had gathered from Gu Wanqing's house.

He had collected all of them through his own hard work. They had nothing to do with her.

That wasn't your home. It was just a station.

Besides, returning all her clothes to her without holding anything back was already more than generous.

If he'd been a pervert, he would've at least kept a few pairs of her panties and white socks.

"Damn it, I want to see just how sweet these plums are."

Lu Xingyuan noticed the plums in the sack.

Each one was about half the size of a fist, bright red and giving off a crisp, sweet fruity fragrance.

Gu Wanqing had insisted on this.

She had told him that if he saw the plum tree, he had to remember to pick some plums.

After simply wiping off the white bloom on a plum with a piece of cloth, Lu Xingyuan put it into his mouth and took a hard bite.

There was a crisp crunch as his teeth cut through the skin, then they sank into the soft flesh.

The moment his tongue pressed against it, a scorching sweetness burst forth, rich as honey yet without the slightest cloying heaviness.

That fresh sweetness quickly melted and spread from the root of his tongue through his whole body, leaving only an intense fruity fragrance in his mouth.

"Holy crap? It's this sweet?"

Lu Xingyuan's eyes widened in amazement.

It was the first time he had ever tasted such sweet plums.

All his complaints about Gu Wanqing vanished at that moment.

"How is it? Sweet, right?"

Gu Wanqing messaged him.

"Sweet."

"Knew it!"

Gu Wanqing sent a voice message. It was still Lazy Goat's distinctive voice, youthful and carrying a faint hint of smugness.

"I planted that tree with my own hands when I was little. How could it not be sweet?"

Lu Xingyuan felt as though his soul had been struck at that moment.

An image automatically appeared in his mind: a little girl with pigtails laboriously digging into the soil in the courtyard.

The tiny girl carefully planted the tiny sapling.

After finishing, she crouched beside it with her little face cupped in her hands. Her gaze crossed the boundaries of time and space and met his own in the present.

Lu Xingyuan felt his throat go dry, as though a thousand words were about to pour from his mouth, but in the end:

"Sister Qing, you're freaking amazing!"

"Of course I am!"