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Lu Yuan flatly refused to admit it: [Heh heh, you're the improper one, aren't you!]

He replied again: [23, what's wrong?]

Twenty-three... then it was fine.

Li Zhikong sent him a little sweating bean-man emoji, then thought for a moment and added: [You're home, right? Hurry downstairs.]

Lu Yuan: [?]

"Your mother... could she be called Li Minglan?" After finishing her calculations, Ms. Wang raised her head and looked at Li Zhikong.

Li Zhikong nodded numbly.

It seemed that although he and that scumbag Lu were not biological brothers, that scumbag's mother must have liked his immortal father back then... What a sin!

Should he let that scumbag Lu off the hook, considering the older generation already had enough of a headache?

Just as he was wavering, hurried footsteps sounded from upstairs. Lu Yuan's clearly listless handsome face appeared over the railing, his expression utterly shocked. "Why are you here?"

Li Zhikong put on a surprised expression too. "Why am I here? Did you forget? We clearly agreed on today! You said you wanted to hire me as a tutor. Look, I even brought my drawing board!"

Lu Yuan was so angry he nearly had a heart attack. What a good liar, this little con artist! Who said he was hiring him as a tutor?

Li Zhikong narrowed his eyes, threat overflowing from them: I advise you to know what's good for you. If you dare expose me, you're dead~

Lu Yuan had no choice but to grudgingly admit to having senior dementia. "Oh, right, right, we did agree on it..."

"Forget it, it's fine. I should blame myself for not confirming before I came," Li Zhikong said with a smile dripping with green tea sweetness. "Young Master Lu, are you sick? You look like you're in really bad shape."

More than really bad—he looked absolutely terrible! What was wrong with that scumbag Lu? It had been almost three days, yet he still looked utterly drained and spent...

Did he know he was committing a crime?!

As a Rabbit Spirit utterly devoid of conscience, after much difficulty, he had finally decided to break with his ancestors, who had been wild to the point of blooming flowers, and become a devoted, proper, spotless new-age Rabbit Spirit who could face others without shame for his entire life... After carefully choosing and choosing again, he had selected that scumbag Lu for this important duty! Yet when given the chance, the man was useless!

He had broken down after just one night?

At this moment, Li Zhikong selectively forgot that while it had only been one night, it had involved four or five hours of continuous output. The fact that Young Master Lu had held out at all was already proof of exceptional talent.

The main reason Lu Yuan's face was still bluish today was because he had been too reckless. Instead of coming back and recuperating properly, he had gone and taken a cold shower. Look, now it was even worse.

Li Zhikong's beautiful large eyes seemed able to speak. His words were full of concern, but his gaze carried endless unspoken meaning: You're so weak, so weak, so weak... Young Master Lu was such a smart man that he received every bit of it standing right in front of him. Dark clouds immediately gathered around him in anger, his face blue tinged with purple, purple fading into white. If not for all the people around them, he would have wanted nothing more than to pin this lecherous rabbit down and spank him!

A man's dignity was at stake. It absolutely could not be insulted.

Ms. Wang sat slightly behind and to the side of them, and with her mind preoccupied, she did not notice anything strange about the atmosphere between them. When she came back to herself, she instinctively interjected, "Yes, yes, Lu Yuan hasn't been well these past few days. About the tutoring, could you discuss it again in a few days? And learning to draw... Son, didn't you hate drawing the most? When you were little, Mom hired Old Ou, such an amazing painter, to teach you, but you refused to learn... You're so busy now. Why not just forget it?"

Lu Yuan retorted stiffly, "Who said I'm not well? I'm perfectly healthy. You all carry on. You, come upstairs with me!"

He grabbed Li Zhikong by the wrist and left.

Ms. Wang called after them for ages, but it did no good. If the plump aunt had not held her back, she would have wanted to follow them upstairs herself.

He was actually Li Minglan's son.

No wonder she had thought he looked far too much like that person from back then—he had even surpassed his father...

And Lu Yuan had insisted on inviting him over as a tutor? The two of them alone in a room—how could she possibly rest easy?

Chapter 19

◎ Young Master Lu was repeatedly whipped after death~ ◎

After slamming the bedroom door shut, Lu Yuan released Li Zhikong and frowned. "Why did you come?"

"Because I missed you," Li Zhikong sighed dramatically. "Who knew you were at home picking concubines? My fault for coming at the wrong time..."

"What picking concubines? Don't talk nonsense!" Seeing him constantly rubbing his wrist, Lu Yuan snapped in an extremely straight-man manner, "What's wrong? I barely used any strength. Aren't you being way too delicate?"

"Barely used any strength?" Li Zhikong raised his hand and shoved it beneath his nose. "How much strength would you have to use, then? Look how red it is!"

It really was.

Li Zhikong's skin had already been fair to begin with. After awakening his Rabbit Spirit Bloodline, that stretch of forearm looked as though it had been carved from jade—smooth, luminous, and seemingly too delicate to grasp. That extra red circle was therefore especially glaring, and paired with his pink-tinged knuckles, it somehow looked... incredibly sensual.

Lu Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed twice. Only several seconds later did he shift his gaze away somewhat awkwardly.

"Ah~" Li Zhikong leaned closer and poked Young Master Lu in the side with his index finger.

"What are you doing?"

"Your ears are red. Were you thinking naughty thoughts?"

"..."

"But you can only think about them, after all. You have the desire, but not the strength—"

"You!"

"What a disappointment. When I came today, I originally wanted to... Oh, right, do you like the teacher-student thing?"

"..."

"Then again, teacher and student might be too tame for Young Master Lu. If I'd known you liked the kind of thing downstairs, I would've come in a uniform too—Young Master, the soup is in the pot, and I'm in the bed. Would you like to drink the soup first, or eat me first?"

As Li Zhikong's vividly suggestive description continued, a captivating fragrance slowly spread through the room. It was not particularly strong, but it was lingering enough, like a pair of seductive little hands in the air tugging at Lu Yuan's clothes and plucking at his heartstrings.

Lu Yuan lowered his eyes, his expression turning cruel and dangerous, like a male beast in mating season. His hormones surged so fiercely they were about to explode off the charts.

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