Chapter 21: Don

Having an older sister like this.

That’s certainly good.

Whether or not you help is another matter, but with this connection, no one would dare harbor ill intentions toward you—this circle eats people alive!

Never mind the distant past.

The knife incident is proof—it turned a promising young actor into a washed-up nobody.

Li Luo didn’t believe there was no profit driving it.

“Qing-jie.”

Li Luo turned around, instinctively offering polite words: “For me, it’s just a small favor.”

His voice cut off abruptly.

As his body turned, his fingertip brushed across his own lower abdomen—the sensation sent a shiver of goosebumps racing over his skin, and before he could react, his finger snapped back like lightning.

Xu Qing hadn’t expected Li Luo to turn around so suddenly.

She’d intended to gesture behind his back, but now her hand had directly touched those raised abdominal muscles.

Xu Qing felt her face burning hot.

“Not for me.”

She quickly waved her fingers, trying to shift focus: “It’s settled then—you’re my adopted younger brother from now on.”

Though she struggled to control herself.

Her gaze still slipped to Li Luo’s pectorals, then hastily darted away.

This girl-like posture.

Was utterly stunning.

“Ahh~”

Li Luo swallowed hard and nodded heavily: “Then I’ll go take a shower first, Qing-jie!”

It was clear she was emotionally stirred.

Though he didn’t know why, he felt now wasn’t the right moment—don’t ruin the good impression he’d built with a momentary impulse; better to simmer slowly, good food never waits.

“Oh my god!”

“What’s wrong with me!!!”

Watching the bathroom door close, Xu Qing immediately pressed the back of her hand to her scorching face.

She took off her windbreaker.

The burning heat finally subsided a little.

In front of her assistant, she’d insisted Li Luo had saved her life, so out of gratitude and duty, she absolutely had to visit the hospital and care for him.

But deep inside.

Only she knew the real reason.

In the afternoon, alone in the empty room, she couldn’t help but feel afraid.

Yet whenever she thought of that young figure.

She instantly felt at ease.

In the moment of life and death, in her greatest fear, that person had given her the strongest sense of safety—something she’d never felt before.

So she couldn’t help coming to the hospital, wanting to see him again.

After arriving here.

That anxious feeling vanished completely.

But just now.

What had just happened?

Xu Qing couldn’t help biting her lip, turning her head toward the lit bathroom.

“Thud~”

At that moment, a muffled thump came from inside.

Like something heavy falling!

“Xiao Luo.”

Xu Qing rushed over in panic, twisted open the lock, and burst into the bathroom: “What happened?”

Water gushed loudly.

Li Luo, his hand wrapped in gauze, Mianqiang raised it.

He was bent over, trying to pick up the shampoo bottle that had fallen to the floor.

Seeing Xu Qing’s stunned expression, he too froze—swearing to every deity, he hadn’t meant it, and had never imagined she’d burst in like that.

Water kept pounding against his body.

Both stood rigid, awkwardly staring at each other.

“Sorry.”

Xu Qing’s face turned as red as a monkey’s rear, her legs weak as she tried to flee.

She’d barely turned around.

Li Luo, snapping to his senses, lunged forward and pulled her into his arms.

Though he wanted to play it cool, when his desired prey came willingly to him, how could he let her go?

“Qing-jie.”

Li Luo slid his arm over Xu Qing’s shoulder and pressed down firmly: “Don’t go—I like you!”

Rolling curves, incredible touch.

This girl’s figure wasn’t just talk—Li Luo’s breath grew heavy, and as he spoke, his teeth instinctively nipped her earlobe.

His whisper, like a spell, poured into Xu Qing’s ears.

It exploded in her mind.

At this moment.

She was enveloped in an overwhelming tide of hormones; Li Luo’s body heat burned her skin, making her limbs limp, her heart pounding at an unprecedented speed.

“Xiao Luo.”

Xu Qing struggled to cling to her last shred of clarity: “We’re not right for each other—you’re too young!!!”

“Too young?”

Li Luo spun her around.

Then stepped back one pace.

He looked down at the exquisite beauty before him, proving with facts that her words were false!

Seeing the undeniable evidence.

Xu Qing gasped, clapping both hands over her mouth, utterly speechless.

Dazed, she was pulled by Li Luo under the showerhead.

Her thin T-shirt soaked through.

Not only did the black lace become faintly visible, her curvaceous figure was unmistakably revealed; moments later, she melted into a limp puddle beneath the hot water.

【Tender as Water, Unyielding Even in Pain】

【Indulgence Successful】

【Reward: Performance Experience +30】

An hour later.

Li Luo carried a black plastic bag and hurried back to the ward.

“Dong, dong-dong!”

Following their agreed signal, he tapped lightly on the door.

“Click.”

The lock turned from inside.

Li Luo slipped in, seeing a slender, pale figure leap back onto the bed and instantly pull the covers over herself completely.

“Qing-jie.”

He locked the door, walked to the bedside, and tugged at the covers: “I bought the clothes you asked for.”

The person inside clung tightly.

Refusing to let go.

“Fine~”

Li Luo smiled, pulled out a chair, and sat down: “I’m not in a rush—someone might come visit any minute.”

“You’re annoying!”

A muffled groan came from under the covers, followed by a pale, jade-like hand reaching out, fingers quickly gesturing: “Hand it to me—you’re not allowed to look!”

Look?

Not happening.

Li Luo seized the chance and yanked the covers off, openly staring as she let out a soft cry.

A few minutes later.

Xu Qing lay atop him, her fingers playfully dancing across his abdominal muscles.

“What?”

Li Luo raised an eyebrow: “Still going?”

Seeing the boy’s mischievous grin, Xu Qing couldn’t hold back—she grabbed his arm and bit down hard.

Though what had just happened was utterly wonderful.

But now, recalling it, she felt both embarrassed and annoyed.

“Ow ow ow~”

Hearing the cries, she startled and let go immediately, pouting: “Now you know it hurts, who told you to just…”

“Just what?”

Li Luo laughed heartily, his gaze roaming over her body.

This Beijing girl wasn’t just dewy—she was like a porcelain doll, her skin flawless, pale and smooth, stirring a fire in him, making him restless again.

“Nothing.”

Seeing this, Xu Qing swallowed hard.

She hurriedly scrambled to her feet.

She quickly pulled on clothes nearly identical to what she’d worn before.

Once the zipper of her windbreaker was pulled up, Li Luo pulled the shy girl beside him and wrapped his arm around her slender waist, whispering: “Qing-jie, you know I’m serious about you.”

“Since the day we met, your image has never left my mind.”

For a woman, the process matters, of course.

But honestly, the emotional value afterward can’t be ignored.

Under this barrage of sweet words, Xu Qing, who had felt something was off, completely melted into Li Luo’s arms.