Chapter 550: What Is Under the Quilt?

Although Xu Youyu entered the bathroom last, she was the fastest to finish washing.

After all, someone always liked to tease the two younger sisters while bathing, causing Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng to be too busy coping to even remember to apply body wash or anything else.

Moreover, Xu Youyu had just washed her hair yesterday, so she didn't wash it today, which naturally made her the quickest to come out.

So when Xu Youyu, wearing a bathrobe, sat on Li Luo's lap, the two younger sisters were still busy in the bathroom.

"Stop causing trouble," Li Luo said with a helpless expression, holding Xu Youyu's willow-like waist with both hands. "If you want to type, type properly; I'll move for you."

"I think this position is quite good right now," Xu Youyu said, wiggling her buttocks, then turning her head to look at Li Luo's eyes with a half-smile.

Li Luo: "..."

He really couldn't handle Xu Youyu, so Li Luo was left completely speechless.

Xu Youyu spread out her laptop, placed her hands on the keyboard, and started typing on her own, ignoring Li Luo's request to move, simply suppressing him like that.

Seeing her look so serious while typing, Li Luo's hands, originally resting on her waist, gradually became restless.

Soon, Xu Youyu, sitting on his thigh, gradually turned red in the face, her eyes filled with a hint of desire.

But just then, the bathroom door was pushed open again.

Yan Zhusheng, also wearing a bathrobe, walked out from inside.

Unlike Xu Youyu's bathrobe, which reached halfway down her calves, this bathrobe on Yan Zhusheng barely managed to cover her knees, revealing a pair of slender, pale, and tender lower legs.

However, compared to Xu Youyu, Yan Zhusheng appeared somewhat flat-chested; the bathrobe on her did not have the same curves as it did on Xu Youyu.

"What are you doing?" After walking out of the bathroom, Yan Zhusheng tilted her head toward the desk, saw Xu Youyu sitting on Li Luo's lap, and immediately narrowed her eyes.

"I'm typing," Xu Youyu finally placed her hands on the keyboard and pretended to type seriously.

"Then why are you sitting on him?" Yan Zhusheng stepped to the opposite side of the desk, propped her hands on the surface, and curiously looked at the two of them over the laptop.

"She insisted on sitting," Li Luo spoke up before Xu Youyu could say something nonsensical, then patted Xu Youyu's slender waist. "Get down, get down; I'll give you this spot. Hurry up and finish writing the remaining updates."

"Got it~" With a sister nearby, Xu Youyu immediately reined in her thoughts of driving the car, obediently stood up, let Li Luo go, sat in the chair, and focused her energy on typing.

Meanwhile, Li Luo, who had stood aside, was pulled by Yan Zhusheng to the bedside to help her blow-dry her hair.

Yan Zhusheng sat there, enjoying Li Luo's blow-drying service while humming a song from her small mouth, which was "Countdown," the song she sang tonight.

"Do you like this song very much?" Li Luo's fingers passed through Yan Zhusheng's long hair, gently lifting it, then watching it slide through his fingers as he asked softly with a smile.

"Mm," Yan Zhusheng nodded. "My favorite among the nine new songs."

"Why this one?"

"Cherish every drop, every day~" Yan Zhusheng didn't answer directly but continued humming, "Using every breath~ to love you well~"

When she reached this point, she stopped, not continuing to sing the chorus and climax that followed, turned her head to look at Li Luo, blinked her eyes, and said, "I like this line in the lyrics the most."

"As long as you like it," Li Luo patted her head. Seeing her obediently lower her head and continue waiting for him to dry her hair, his gaze softened.

If Ying Chanxi's way of expressing affection was subtle and evasive,

and Xu Youyu's was teasing, most fond of telling truths in the guise of jokes,

then Yan Zhusheng was the most straightforward, with no concealment at all, speaking her mind directly.

If she likes, she likes.

If she wants, she wants.

She never hides her desires and emotions.

When getting along with Ying Chanxi, one must coax her, tease her, and occasionally bully her a bit.

When with Xu Youyu, one is always on the defensive, avoiding being teased and harassed by her in return, yet still able to enjoy this forced situation.

And Yan Zhusheng? She is the girl who gives the most sense of security.

Whatever she thinks in her heart, she tells you directly, without extra emotions or embellishments, stating it so plainly that you don't need to guess or ponder too much.

Chatting with her can be very relaxing; you don't need to use much brainpower.

"Now that 'A Little Reunion' is finished filming, have the few songs for you been recorded?" Li Luo asked again.

"Mm," Yan Zhusheng counted on her fingers, looking down and listing them one by one. "A total of five songs, all recorded."

"I discussed it with Aunt Yuan earlier," Li Luo nodded, continuing to blow-dry her hair while speaking. "Her nationwide tour will continue until next summer vacation."

"Coincidentally, that is also when 'A Little Reunion' will officially be released."

"So for these five songs you recorded, I hope they can appear on Aunt Yuan's concert stage."

Speaking to this point, Li Luo paused, patted Yan Zhusheng's head with his free hand, leaned close to her ear, and said softly, "I hope you will perform these five songs alone on stage, just like 'Countdown' tonight."

"When do you want it?" Yan Zhusheng blinked and turned her head to ask.

"When 'A Little Reunion' is released," Li Luo considered for a moment, then added after speaking, "Among the five songs, first the opening and ending themes, then the interlude, then the one written about depression, and finally the one written for the college entrance exam."

"Hmm... wait, let me think again."

After saying the above, Li Luo fell into deep thought, then turned and said, "The order of the others remains unchanged, but the song written for the college entrance exam should be placed directly at number five, serving as a promotion for the TV series."

"A Little Reunion," with a currently tentative release date in early July, is about half a month away from the normal time of the college entrance exam.

But since the college entrance exam results come out at the end of June, launching the TV series in early July can perfectly ride this wave of heat and traffic.

And to better capture the traffic from the college entrance exam, if 'A Little Reunion' and the topic of the college entrance exam can be somewhat bound together before the broadcast, that would definitely be best.

In that case, using a song in the TV series to encourage candidates and having its premiere before the college entrance exam is actually a good choice.

"I have no problem," Yan Zhusheng nodded. "If it's just one or two songs each time, I just need to tell Mom."

Although performing at Yuan Wanqing's concert before the college entrance exam might, to some extent, affect Yan Zhusheng's performance in the exam.

She had already settled her three elective subjects for the supplementary exams and didn't even plan to register for the October supplementary exams this year.

As for the art exam, with Yan Zhusheng's own strength and Yuan Wanqing's all-around support as a foundation, her score would definitely not be low.

Plus, Yan Zhusheng herself already possesses the level of the top 160 students in the key class of Affiliated No. 1 High School; coping with Qianjiang University's Conservatory of Music, which isn't the absolute top tier in the country, is more than enough.

So there is no need to worry too much about her college entrance exam.

After the two finished discussing the main matters, Yan Zhusheng's hair was also dried.

At this moment, Ying Chanxi finally finished washing, changed into the pajamas Xu Youyu had brought, and walked out of the bathroom.

She first glanced at the desk, noticing only Xu Youyu was silently typing there; her gaze instinctively flicked to the chest of the bathrobe, then she looked down again and secretly puffed her cheeks.

Afterwards, Ying Chanxi shifted her gaze to the large bed on the side and indeed saw Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng.

Seeing that Yan Zhusheng had just finished blow-drying her hair, Ying Chanxi immediately took her place, plopped down in front of Li Luo, shook her wet hair, and said, "Help me dry mine too."

"Got it, sit still." Li Luo pressed down on Ying Chanxi's shoulders, picked up the hairdryer he had just put down, and continued serving Ying Chanxi.

"We need to sleep early today," Ying Chanxi said with her eyes closed, enjoying Li Luo's hair-drying service. "We're setting off tomorrow morning to visit the Great Wall; it'll take the whole day."

"Should be back by evening, right?" Xu Youyu, who was typing over there, heard the itinerary for tomorrow, stopped her work, turned her head, and asked.

"Mm, probably just the daytime," Ying Chanxi nodded and said. "We'll come back in the evening to rest, then at dawn we still have to queue up at Tiananmen to prepare for watching the flag-raising!"

"Just make sure you have time to write for me tonight," Xu Youyu said, then shifted her attention back to the computer screen in front of her.

Li Luo actually had a few reservations about this travel plan.

In his opinion, during this National Day holiday, there were simply too many tourists coming to Jingzhao City, so just coming to see Yuan Wanqing's concert would be enough.

Things like the Forbidden City, the Great Wall, or watching the flag-raising at Tiananmen could all wait for a non-holiday in the future.

However, whether it was the girls like Ying Chanxi or the parents like Lin Xiuhong, they all held the spirit of "since we're already here" and planned to visit all these classic attractions.

Fortunately, Li Luo was no longer the thirty-something, sub-healthy, weakling he had been in his past life; in this life, he was healthy and full of energy, so accompanying them to see the sea of people was not impossible.

After Li Luo dried Ying Chanxi's hair, Xu Youyu at the desk also finished the last few hundred words and smoothly wrapped up her work.

The four of them crowded onto the bed; Li Luo turned his head to look at Yan Zhusheng, and seeing that after she took off her bathrobe she was still wearing one of Ying Chanxi's short-sleeved shirts inside, a look of disappointment instantly flashed across his face.

As for Xu Youyu, to suppress Ying Chanxi who usually stole the blanket, she always slept on Ying Chanxi's other side.

At this moment, she first turned off the bedside lamps before making the rustling sound of taking off her bathrobe.

Li Luo's mind immediately began to wander with fantasies.

Unfortunately, Ying Chanxi was still in between them, so Li Luo could only think about it.

But Ying Chanxi, who was sandwiched in the middle, clearly felt something was wrong when Xu Youyu leaned close to her side.

She instinctively reached over toward Xu Youyu, then her expression changed; blinking her eyes in the dimness, she couldn't help but whisper to Xu Youyu, "Senior... why don't you have..."

"Shh..." Xu Youyu made a soft shushing sound in her ear. "Don't say it, time to sleep, goodnight~"

Although this conversation between the two was quiet, in the dimly lit room, Li Luo could still hear it very clearly.

At this moment, whenever Li Luo thought of Xu Youyu's state under the blanket, the moment he closed his eyes, all sorts of beautiful scenes would immediately spring to mind in his brain, leaving him with not a shred of sleepiness.

Xu Youyu, this person, even turned on her side to hug Ying Chanxi, placed her thigh on top of Ying Chanxi, and occasionally teased Li Luo's thigh with her bare foot.

The night passed, and Li Luo didn't even know how he fell asleep.

Anyway, when they climbed the Great Wall the next day, he was still sporting two huge black circles under his eyes.

For the next two days, the group first climbed the Great Wall, then went to Tiananmen to see the flag-raising in person.

During this period, while everyone was eating together, Li Luo first preliminarily confirmed with Yuan Wanqing the plan for those five songs to have their premiere at next year's concert.

With nothing else to do, he occasionally chatted with Ying Zhicheng about topics related to TV dramas.

By the morning of the fourth, after watching the flag-raising, everyone returned to the hotel for a nap; when checking out in the afternoon, they packed their luggage and headed to the airport, preparing to go home.

After all, high school seniors only had a four-day holiday; by tomorrow morning, they would have to continue attending classes.

"University is so great~"

On the plane, Xu Youyu stretched her arms, grinned at Li Luo on the other side of the aisle, and said, "You have class tomorrow, but I still get three more days off."

"But you still have to write four thousand words every day; you can't take time off during the new book period, or it will affect the recommendation slot's effectiveness," Li Luo chuckled.

"Don't bring up the thing you shouldn't," Xu Youyu rolled her eyes at him, then rubbed her lower back and sighed, "Climbing the Great Wall yesterday and queuing for several hours at Tiananmen today, I feel like my waist isn't even mine anymore."

"If you just exercised more regularly, you wouldn't be like this," Cui Suling, sitting in the front row, heard this and immediately interjected to urge, "Even though it's the National Day holiday, couldn't you have joined Li Luo and the others for their morning run in the mornings?"

"Got it, got it~" Xu Youyu agreed on the surface but waved her hand dismissively.

"Then I'll come over in the morning to make breakfast for you," Cui Suling squinted her eyes and chuckled.

"Mom~ no need to work so hard~" Xu Youyu said with an apologetic smile. "Usually when you come over on weekends to cook for us, you're already very tired; how could I possibly ask you to make breakfast too?"

"I think you just want to sleep in," Cui Suling pouted.

She naturally knew her own daughter best.

Xu Youyu, across the aisle, looked speechless, blinked rapidly at Li Luo, and signaled him to come up with a solution.

Li Luo had no way to deal with her, so he could only smile and say, "Auntie Cui, don't make it so troublesome; during these National Day holidays, I'll drag Sister Youyu up for a morning run."

"Alright, I do trust Li Luo," Cui Suling nodded and agreed.

So the next morning, Li Luo arrived at Xu Youyu's bedroom; after knocking and entering, he immediately yanked open Xu Youyu's blanket.

"Sister Youyu, it's time to..."

The next second.

Li Luo was completely stunned.

(End of this chapter)