The Follower If Route (03)

Lu Zhoucheng didn't get the slap he was waiting for.

His sister-in-law had probably never been talked back to like this before, and for a moment she couldn't even speak.

Finally, she went upstairs in those rabbit slippers, puffing up in a huff, her rabbit ears twitching as she walked.

Lu Zhoucheng felt that his sister-in-law must have wanted to slap him just now, but since his brother wasn't home, she probably held back because she was afraid of getting hurt if they really started fighting.

If it really came down to a fight, none of the three young women were a match for him. With that little strength, he could pick someone up with one hand and bully them however he wanted, leaving them speechless.

With a "bang" --

A loud door slammed shut on the second floor.

Song Xueci back to her bedroom.

He's probably complaining to his brother.

A feeling of unease welled up in Lu Zhoucheng's chest.

Why can't you just tell him directly? He's an adult. What's the point of constantly calling his brother to complain?

With a cold expression, he picked up the cup from the coffee table.

I haven't drunk a drop of water yet.

Lu Zhoucheng was thirsty from the heat. Influenced by his brother, he also had a slight case of mysophobia, so naturally he wouldn't use his sister-in-law's water cup.

Walking into the kitchen, Lu Zhoucheng poured out the ice water and then poured himself a glass of juice.

He held his phone, waiting for his brother to call and lecture him, while casually replying to WeChat.

I've been getting a lot of WeChat messages lately.

A group of junior students, two or three years his junior, somehow got his phone number, and his friend list is overflowing with friend requests.

He attended a prestigious all-boys high school, where he spent most of his time studying and had very few friends. He had no idea where all these younger boys had come from.

The purpose of these boys adding him was naturally to ask about Song Xueci.

[Senior, I heard that Teacher Xiao Xue is your sister-in-law, is that right?]

[Teacher Xiao Xue is very popular in our class. She has such a soft and gentle voice. Does she talk to you like that in private?]

[Senior, are you free? I'd like to treat you to dinner.]

Lu Zhoucheng either ignored them completely or shattered their illusions.

It's said that Song Xueci a rather bad temper in private, likes to boss people around, and also likes expensive gifts.

To his surprise, they became even more excited and asked him if he could help deliver the gifts.

Lu Zhoucheng blocked them all.

He only knew that Song Xueci was quite famous at school. Adding the word "snow" to the forum would increase the number of clicks, and if a photo was posted, the post would become a hot topic.

For example, today, someone took a picture of Song Xueci running during the teachers' and students' sports meet.

The photo was taken from a great distance, and the face wasn't even clearly visible. All you could see was that the person was wearing the uniform short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and the exposed skin was all white.

He was surrounded by a group of tall boys who came to give him water and towels.

Why gather so many people? He's already struggling to breathe.

Don't lick my boots like a dog.

[Are you sure the person upstairs didn't fail to squeeze in?]

[The first time I squeezed in, there were so many people, the little teacher couldn't stand it, but she really smelled good, even when she was sweating, she still smelled good. I even...]

[?]

[Any other photos? DM me, I'm willing to pay.]

High school students are at a stage where they are very eager to explore that aspect of life and speak without restraint.

I scrolled through a few more posts, and the replies were even worse. Just one photo of someone lying face down on a table with a flushed face was interpreted as someone hiding something in the photo.

[I hope I don't actually have that...]

[I smelled him today; the scent was stronger, and there was a hint of milk. He was wearing such thick clothes; I couldn't see anything.]

[Of course it was her husband who demanded it; who wouldn't want to see him being tormented like that?]

[After a long day of activity, I'm all wet and fuzzy; I guess I'll want my husband's attention tonight.]

[Her husband is also very scheming; if it were me, I definitely wouldn't be able to let him go.]

[+1.]

[+1.]

The remaining replies all revolved around Song Xueci's body, with every part of her body, from her fingers to her calves, being thoroughly fantasized about.

Key areas were not spared.

These rich kids were acting like hungry, wild dogs, their words becoming increasingly outrageous.

Occasionally, a righteous person would stand up and criticize them, but after being questioned about whether they had saved any photos, they would disappear without a trace.

Lu Zhoucheng frowned as he scrolled through his phone.

Half an hour passed without us realizing it.

His brother hasn't called to scold him yet, and his sister-in-law is hiding in her room and won't come out.

Lu Zhoucheng got up, intending to go upstairs to see what the other person was doing, when he heard a noise at the door—

His brother is back.

He was dressed in a suit and tie, clearly having rushed back from the office.

"Brother," Lu Zhoucheng called out, wondering if Lu Bo'an had come back from the company specifically to scold him, but he found that Lu Bai'an didn't have that much influence.

His brother didn't even have time to give him a glance before he hurriedly changed his shoes and rushed upstairs.

The door opened and closed again, and then the entire villa fell silent.

Lu Zhoucheng stayed downstairs, absent-minded no matter what he did. Before he knew it, he had taken out all the dolls that Song Xueci piled on the sofa and put them out to air, and he had also taken in and folded the clothes on the balcony.

This is the only time he'll take the initiative to do it well.

He'll be too lazy to serve you from now on.

He's small in stature, but has quite a temper.

Lu Zhoucheng didn't know how long he had been waiting; he only felt that time was passing by endlessly.

What are they doing inside the house?

Could it be...? What can newlyweds do? It's nothing more than those kinds of things. Lu Zhoucheng's face darkened. He felt that his brother was becoming more and more outrageous, neglecting the company and coming back to Song Xueci to do this kind of thing.

Is it really that comfortable?

Lu Zhoucheng felt contemptuous, thinking that Song Xueci might be a succubus, having seduced his workaholic brother to this extent.

After what seemed like an eternity, his brother finally came downstairs, having changed his clothes.

The first thing she did was scold him, "You should be more accommodating to Xiao Ci. He had a hard life before, so don't go against him."

Lu Zhoucheng gave an "Oh" on the surface, but actually turned on his phone to check the time.

Only one hour.

It seems his brother is really getting old.

If it were him, wouldn't he have to wait until tomorrow morning?

Lu Zhoucheng didn't know where this absurd thought came from; it was probably influenced by browsing the forum. He looked away, his expression somewhat uncomfortable.

Xue Ci, of course, did not complain.

So Lu Bo'an had no idea that Lu Zhoucheng would "accidentally" see them kissing, and then deliberately say something like his tongue was numb from being kissed in front of Xue Ci.

If he really complains, he might be more wary of this rebellious person who covets his sister-in-law.

He came back solely to help Xue Ci soothe her swollen chest.

"I have a meeting tonight. Auntie will be coming over to cook, so remember to Xiao Ci up for dinner."

"Oh."

Seeing Lu Zhoucheng's perfunctory attitude, Lu Zhoucheng left hurriedly after saying "double the allowance".

After Lu Bo'an, Lu Zhoucheng went up to the second floor.

The bedroom door was tightly closed.

What was Song Xueci doing inside?

... Can't you get up?

That's quite normal. With such a weak-looking body, a few shakes would leave her too weak to even get out of bed.

In fact, Lu Zhoucheng was quite curious to see if Xue Ci was too weak to do anything, with her mouth swollen from being eaten and only able to take small breaths.

It's good that he's asleep; at least he won't bother him.

*

Xue Ci couldn't fall back asleep after a while.

His chest still felt a little numb.

Actually, he wasn't very willing to ask Lu Bo'an for help, because every time... he suffered a bit.

Lu Bo'an seemed to want to devour him, sucking and biting until there was nothing left, but he still said he hadn't had enough and would continue to lie there.

It was very sore and numb, making his body feel very strange.

Every time after we finish eating, I kiss him on the lips, taking away all the air and making it hard for him to breathe. The kisses also last a bit longer.

They're getting divorced in three months.

Xue Ci counted down on his fingers, his head spinning from the kisses, his steps unsteady as he stood up.

The clothes she had just changed out of needed to be washed. Xue Ci had just entered the bathroom and hadn't even had time to close the door when a tall, dark figure loomed over her.

Lu Zhoucheng crossed his arms and leaned against the door.

"You--"

He could only utter one syllable before he was unable to speak.

Song Xueci was wearing a white shirt, which looked like his brother's clothes, with the hem hanging loosely.

She was only wearing a very small pair of shorts.

You can't tell unless you look closely.

Sure enough, that's what they were doing just now.

Their lips were all red from being kissed, and even the edges were blushed with nibbles.

She had several very obvious hickeys on her neck, and her whole body reeked of being thoroughly soaked.

No wonder he can't even walk steadily.

Is it really not enough after just one hour?

Song Xueci probably sensed something too; her eyes darted around, but she pretended to be nonchalant and asked him to help her with the laundry.

Lu Zhoucheng smirked and said wickedly, "You expect me to wash your underwear too?"

Aren't you worried he'll see any strange water stains on it?

Xue Ci was already feeling unwell, and after being provoked, she lost all sense of guilt, arrogantly ordering people around. "It has to be hand-washed; these are all very expensive."

He saw Lu Zhoucheng's gloomy face. He opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly his expression froze.

Then he silently took the clothes and rudely put them into the basin.

Why are you suddenly being so well-behaved?

Xue Ci was afraid he might be up to some trick, so she kept a close eye on him from the side.

Lu Zhoucheng washed his clothes with a cold face from beginning to end. The only change was that the veins on his arms and neck became more and more prominent, and the tips of his ears turned red.

Xue Ci wondered—were his summer clothes really that hard to wash?

Fortunately, the progress bar has increased somewhat.

Xue Ci ordered the other person to hang the clothes up to dry, then curled up on the sofa to watch a movie.

He was so engrossed in watching that he didn't know how much time had passed when he noticed a glass of juice on the coffee table.

*

Lu Bo'an said he had a meeting that evening, but he returned at six o'clock.

When she returned, Xue Ci was waiting for Lu Zhoucheng to peel shrimp.

As soon as Lu Bo'an returned, she immediately picked up a shrimp from her bowl and fed it to Lu Bo'an: "Honey, is it delicious? I peeled it myself."

Lu Zhoucheng: "..."

He scoffed lightly. Was he some kind of despicable person?

She gives him the cold shoulder and orders him around, but smiles so sweetly and acts all cute with his brother.

We still need to wait for the other person to have dinner together.

She treats her own husband like a treasure, as if his life doesn't matter.

That evening, the three of them had a rare meal together. Out of respect for his brother, Song Xueci even served him some food.

Lu Zhoucheng didn't know if he had been abused for too long, but he felt flattered.

After dinner, the newlyweds went for a walk and returned with snacks.

My sister-in-law loves sweets, but she always says she's buying them for him.

He didn't taste anything at all.

Song Xueci is a homebody and doesn't do much outdoor entertainment. If her brother doesn't carry her back to her bedroom at night, she likes to curl up on the sofa and watch TV or read comic books.

The other person had just finished showering and was still damp, sitting in his brother's lap, looking completely boneless.

Today I've chosen an art film.

Lu Zhoucheng wasn't at that level; he couldn't appreciate it, found the pace too slow, and felt drowsy several times during the segment.

He kept a distance from the two of them, carving out an extra space for himself, sitting on the carpet, and leaning back on the sofa, pretending to doze off.

His brother probably thought he was asleep, so he held his sister-in-law and said in a low, hoarse voice, "... Baby, you smell so good."

Lu Zhoucheng also acknowledged this.

He could often smell it too, and the whole house was permeated with Song Xueci's scent. At first, he thought Song Xueci was wearing some kind of perfume or shower gel, until that day when he helped her hand wash clothes.

The underwear was damp, and a strong fragrance wafted over.

He then realized that the fragrance was something Song Xueci naturally possessed.

It's normal to have a natural body odor.

Besides, his sister-in-law is so fair-skinned; her clothes are either white or pink.

But he was also curious.

It started as such a light pink, but after being licked or scratched a few times, it turned into a decadent deep red?

Lu Zhoucheng's brain was too active; he wasn't sleepy at all.

He remained in a state of semi-sleep.

He didn't know what his brother had done, but he heard his sister-in-law let out a soft whimper, accompanied by gasps for breath.

"Now... now...?"

The voice sounded pleading, as if the speaker was in a difficult position, but it was unclear whether it was a ploy to win them over.

If he were his brother, he would want it even more.

"It's a little swollen..."

Then he heard his brother's hoarse voice say, "Let me take a look at you, baby."

"Here?"

"Um."

"Can..."

"He's asleep."

Lu Zhoucheng felt like a sleeping NPC.

But he dared not open his eyes, nor dared he move.

He could hear faint, suppressed sounds of biting lips.

He heard Song Xueci whisper "husband".

A lingering fragrance filled the air, sticky and slightly astringent.

Lu Zhoucheng knew--

Song Xueci is going to be eaten there.

A loud splashing sound reached his ears, so close it seemed as if water would drip onto his face at any moment.

They're probably all sweet.

Lu Zhoucheng's throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire, but he dared not swallow.

In fact, he really wanted to open his eyes.

Let's see if Song Xueci actually has that feature.

Author's Note:

Just say you want to eat it [poor face]