Chapter 884

Facing Yan Zhusheng's outright seduction, most people would find it nearly impossible to resist.

Unfortunately, Li Luo was not most people.

He held Yan Zhusheng's soft body in his arms, lying on the bed without taking further action, merely stroking her smooth long hair, then clearing his throat and saying, "Not tonight. Let's talk about it next time."

"Huh?" Yan Zhusheng, nestled against him, had been expecting more—now hearing this, she instantly felt disappointed, turning her head to eye him skeptically, "Didn't you get drained by your senior sister this afternoon?"

"Not exactly…" Li Luo looked embarrassed, then whispered, "But tonight, Youyu is sleeping on the floor. You get what I mean, right?"

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng nodded in understanding, surprisingly obedient, "Then let the senior sister have it."

"So obedient?"

"I'm not done yet."

"What else do you want?"

"You know exactly what I want," Yan Zhusheng said, blinking at Li Luo, climbing onto his lap and rubbing against him, then taking his hand again.

Li Luo instantly understood, rolling over to pin her down.

…

Half an hour later, Yan Zhusheng's thighs trembled as she shuffled to the bathroom in her slippers.

Li Luo followed her in but didn't rush to shower; he simply wiped his mouth, washed his hands, then went downstairs first.

It was already past eight at night. Li Luo sat in the corner between his two mothers-in-law, watching them play mahjong while pouring tea and handing them fruit.

By ten at night, Lin Xiuhong declared the game over, settled the winnings and losses, and ended up with a small profit of twenty yuan.

Cui Suling won the most, earning over a hundred yuan; Yuan Wanqing, since she rarely played, lost a few yuan.

Ying Chanxi lost the most—if not for Yuan Wanqing's final small loss, she would've effectively lost to all three others.

Yet Ying Chanxi showed no annoyance, smiling as she helped them count the money.

After everyone returned to their rooms, Ying Chanxi followed Li Luo upstairs.

On the stairs, Li Luo asked, "Didn't you intentionally lose?"

"Not at all," Ying Chanxi laughed and shook her head. "Why would I let Lin Yi and Aunt Cui? They're both excellent at mahjong."

"But since Mom doesn't play often, I gave her a few winning hands."

"So she wouldn't lose too much."

"Don't always think so carefully," Li Luo sighed, ruffling Ying Chanxi's hair. "It's the New Year—your own happiness matters most, and Aunt Yuan isn't the type to mind losing a little."

"I just want everyone to be happy," Ying Chanxi whispered. "If everyone's happy, then I'm happy too."

Li Luo didn't know what to say, so he hugged her and kissed her, then took her back to the third-floor bedroom.

Yan Zhusheng was already lying on the bed scrolling through her phone. Hearing the door, she turned her head, saw Ying Chanxi, and rolled over to the wall, making room for her.

Ying Chanxi then remembered that tonight, Xu Youyu was sleeping on the floor, and it wouldn't be her turn until tomorrow, so she climbed onto the bed.

But since Xu Youyu was still writing, Li Luo didn't rush to shower or sleep; after lying down on the floor mat, he pulled out his phone.

He had barely lain down when he received a WeChat message from Xu Youyu.

【Xu Youyu】: What are you doing?

【Li Luo】: Thinking of you.

【Xu Youyu】: Hmph~ Smooth talker. I'm asking seriously—what are you really doing?

【Li Luo】: What serious business could you possibly have?

【Xu Youyu】: No excuses. Just tell me.

【Li Luo】: Lying on the floor mat, waiting for someone to come keep me company.

【Xu Youyu】: Mmm~ So eager?

【Li Luo】: If you don't come soon, I'll fall asleep. I just turned down Zhusheng to save some energy for you.

【Xu Youyu】: So I should thank you? Don't act modest—you're the one who's getting the advantage here.

【Li Luo】: So can I still get the advantage tonight? Haven't you finished writing yet?

【Xu Youyu】: Finished! I'm just about to shower.

【Xu Youyu】: I was wondering whether I should come over to your side to shower… someone could even join me~

【Li Luo】: Aren't you afraid your parents will find out?

【Xu Youyu】: Why be afraid? They've already seen us sharing a room.

【Li Luo】: Then come over.

【Xu Youyu】: No. You come out.

【Li Luo】:?

【Xu Youyu】: Idiot, I've already been waiting for you in the bathroom.

At this point, Li Luo immediately put down his phone and instinctively glanced toward the door.

Then he slowly sat up, calmly telling the two girls on the bed, "I'm going to take a shower."

Saying that, he stepped out of the room, turned off the bedroom light, and added, "You two go to sleep early. Don't scroll your phones in bed."

Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng obediently replied and put away their phones, preparing to sleep.

Li Luo shut the door and hurried, impatiently, to the bathroom across the hall.

Before he could even knock, Xu Youyu, already waiting inside, opened the door and yanked him in.

…

In the bedroom next to Li Luo's, Xu Rongsheng and Cui Suling lay in bed, still awake after their bath, chatting idly.

Their conversation turned to Xu Rongsheng's Research Center and the Dean position; Cui Suling wasn't interested in those matters, only cared how much his salary would increase if he became Dean.

"If you really become Dean, the salary is secondary," Xu Rongsheng glanced at his wife and sighed. "Stop fixating on such petty gains."

"Better to have a little than nothing," Cui Suling said. "And isn't your Dean position partly thanks to Li Luo's behind-the-scenes push?"

"He's not only giving you a scholarship and a financial aid, but also helping you sort out the research content and direction of the Research Center."

"Now that Yu Yu is in this kind of relationship with him, and we've already bought the house at Sky Ridge Elegant Residence and done the renovation for some time."

"Wait until next year when the formaldehyde has dissipated—probably after midyear we can move in; then it'll be one community, and coming and going will be much more convenient."

"Yu Yu managed to spot Li Luo as a promising prospect back in high school—our daughter really has good judgment."