Chapter 908: Ying Chanxi

After morning hygiene, though it was already past eight a. m., Li Luo still took Ying Chanxi downstairs and went for a morning run around Jincheng Community.

Now that Ying Chanxi had officially joined the fray—and was the strongest fighter among them—Li Luo dared not slack off his training; if he could run, he should run more.

In addition, he needed to stick to his training routines daily, ideally hiring a more professional fitness coach.

He could ask Ying Zhicheng about this—aside from everything else, Ying Zhicheng was quite good at maintaining his physique.

At over forty, he still looked like someone in his thirties; at first glance, he was quite masculine, no wonder Yuan Wanqing had taken to him.

Probably had something to do with his regular boxing training?

As Li Luo thought this, he began considering this aspect himself.

Then he thought of diet—back in his past life, he'd been a professional chef and knew well how profoundly diet affected the human body.

First, maintain regular meals; second, avoid high-fat, high-salt, high-sugar foods, and eat as lightly and nutritiously as possible.

Of course, indulging in a good meal occasionally was fine, but not every day.

Then there was regular sleep—this, Li Luo had always done well; otherwise, he never could've handled the two girls, Xu Youyu and Yan Zhusheng.

While jogging, he summarized these points inside his Memory Palace, planning to use this free time to refine the details and draft a clear schedule.

For the sake of a happy, beautiful future, he was giving it his all.

No wonder ancient imperial concubines went to such lengths to win favor.

Even if the Emperor had three thousand beauties in his harem, switching one per day would still be overwhelming.

His energy was simply too limited.

If you didn't fight for favor, you might never see the Emperor even once from the day you entered the palace until your death.

"What are you thinking about?" Ying Chanxi asked, puzzled, as Li Luo had remained silent during their run.

"I was thinking how tired ancient emperors must've been." Li Luo replied without thinking, blurted out instinctively.

"Why would the Emperor be tired? Managing court affairs?" Ying Chanxi asked curiously, assuming Li Luo found daily office duties burdensome.

But Li Luo replied: "I'm just worried I won't be able to satisfy you. You've taken me so many times last night and again this morning—I'm afraid I'll grow old before my essence does. So yeah, the Emperor's harem of three thousand? That's no easy feat."

Hearing this, Ying Chanxi's face flushed red and she clenched her teeth: "—I think you're asking for a beating."

She then landed two solid punches on him.

After their morning run, they drove back to Sky Ridge Elegant Residence.

What puzzled Li Luo was that he'd messaged Yan Zhusheng before returning, yet Yan Zhusheng wasn't waiting at the basement entrance as usual.

In the past, whenever she knew Li Luo was coming back, Yan Zhusheng would wait at the door the whole time; as soon as he stepped in, she'd cling to him like a koala, refusing to let go.

Today, however, was completely unlike her usual behavior.

Li Luo went to the first floor and asked Butler Liu, who told him Yan Zhusheng was still in the recording studio on the fourth floor and Luo Fei was visiting—Li Luo nodded slightly, understanding.

Looks like she's recording a song.

Hearing Yan Zhusheng was occupied with work, Ying Chanxi didn't linger at home; after retrieving her car keys, she told Li Luo: "I still need to go to school—I never showed up for registration, so I have to report to my advisor first."

"I've made lunch plans with my roommates, so I won't be back for lunch."

"I'll probably go to the company this afternoon and come back for dinner."

"Alright, I understand," Li Luo nodded, stepped forward, took Ying Chanxi's small hand, and pulled her into his arms. "You've worked hard."

"It's not hard at all," Ying Chanxi leaned into Li Luo's chest, smiling happily. "Now that our elders have approved us, I'm just thrilled."

"I'll go upstairs then. Be careful on your way," Li Luo bent down and kissed her soft lips. "I won't join you for lunch—I still have to pick up Youyu at her place later."

"Mm, I know," Ying Chanxi nodded lightly, then rose on her toes and kissed him again.

Since last night, when she had fully surrendered herself to Li Luo, Ying Chanxi felt some soft part deep inside her had been completely conquered by him.

Though she had things to do, the thought of leaving Li Luo's side stirred a sticky, clinging urge within her—a desire to cling to him forever.

So after kissing him, she couldn't stop—she kept kissing until both were dazed; when they finally parted, Ying Chanxi instinctively glanced down, then whispered: "Do you want more? I—I'm not really in a hurry to get to school—"

Li Luo: "—Better not keep your advisor waiting."

With a flushed face, Li Luo saw Ying Chanxi off, feeling a tinge of relief—he wondered why, after unlocking her seal, she'd become so insatiable.

Three times last night, once this morning, and now, barely nine a. m. and back at Sky Ridge Elegant Residence, she was already wanting more.

But it wasn't a big problem.

For Yan Zhusheng and Xu Youyu, Li Luo had long since mapped them out—his Memory Palace was filled with their every sensitive point.

Now, Ying Chanxi still needed more exploration; once he figured out where her sensitive spots were, wouldn't it be easy to master her?

Thinking this, Li Luo hummed a tune and took the elevator to the fourth floor.

He knocked on the recording studio door, entered, and saw Luo Fei sitting on the sofa inside, wearing headphones, listening to Yan Zhusheng's voice through the glass partition.

"You truly understand the meaning of 'only'~"

"It's not as simple as breathing~"

After entering, Li Luo, following Luo Fei's gesture, picked up a pair of headphones and sat on the adjacent single sofa, quietly enjoying Yan Zhusheng's singing.

After the song ended, Li Luo clapped gently, but Luo Fei sighed and said to Yan Zhusheng inside: "The emotion still isn't right. You need to understand what the lyrics are saying—don't sing too bright. Step out of the emotional tone from your last song. Do you understand?"

Yan Zhusheng nodded and sang again.

It was better than before, but still not up to Luo Fei's standard.

After all, her previous collaborator had always been Yuan Wanqing—emotionally, Yuan Wanqing had reached the pinnacle; her tortuous life experiences, combined with years of vocal training, allowed her to effortlessly convey the emotion in any song.

In comparison, Yan Zhusheng mostly could only express the emotions she personally understood.

For other songs, she sang beautifully enough that ordinary listeners wouldn't notice any difference.

But to professionals like Luo Fei, the gap in emotional delivery was still clear.

Li Luo listened as Luo Fei explained and coached; Yan Zhusheng inside nodded and shook her head, half-understanding. So Li Luo signaled to Luo Fei, then said to Yan Zhusheng: "Zhusheng, imagine this—yesterday, you slept alone here, while I was with Chanxi at Jincheng Community. Can you feel that?"

Yan Zhusheng blinked, suddenly remembering the video Ying Chanxi had posted in their trio group that morning, and her eyes narrowed.

Beside her, Luo Fei, hearing Li Luo say this right in front of Yan Zhusheng, wore an expression of stunned disbelief.

Are you not afraid that Zhusheng will get angry if you say such things to her?

Luo Fei simply could not understand the logic of these two.

At this moment, Yan Zhusheng had already closed her eyes again; when she opened them once more, the song began to play.

This time, the feeling was completely different.

Luo Fei: "——"

Is it really effective?

You two are truly extraordinary.

As Luo Fei listened to the profound emotion released by Yan Zhusheng through her headphones, she rubbed her forehead in speechless disbelief, feeling that everything she had just said was less effective than a single sentence from Li Luo.

When the song ended, Luo Fei clapped happily, then waved her hand, signaling Yan Zhusheng to come out.

Glancing at the time, Luo Fei said to Li Luo: "It's already past ten. I'll head off now—there's still some work waiting for me back at the studio."

"Mm, thank you, Auntie Luo Fei."

"No trouble at all!" Luo Fei chuckled, giving Li Luo a thumbs-up. "These songs you wrote are insane—I should be thanking you! This album of Zhusheng's is going to be a massive hit!"

"Mm, I'll take your words as an omen." Li Luo smiled, then pulled out another USB drive and handed it to Luo Fei. "Take this."

"What's this?" Luo Fei took it, puzzled, glanced at it twice, and asked Li Luo, "What's inside?"

"More new songs," Li Luo said. "But these are ones I'm going to sing myself."

"Huh?!" Luo Fei's mouth dropped open in shock, then she immediately reacted: "You're releasing an album too?"

"Mm." Li Luo nodded. "Since Zhusheng is releasing one, I thought I'd release one with her."

Luo Fei: "————?"

What do you mean, "I'll release one with her"?

Do you think releasing an album is a game?

"—How many songs are inside?" Luo Fei asked after a long silence, struggling to speak.

"About ten or so," Li Luo said. "A couple were sung before; roughly ten are new."

Luo Fei: "———— Are you even human?"

Li Luo only smiled: "Then I'll leave the arrangement to you, Auntie Luo Fei—I've written down some of my own ideas, but the details are up to you."

"Alright!" Luo Fei nodded firmly, gripping the USB drive tightly, already anticipating what lay ahead.

She couldn't wait to get home and savor the songs Li Luo had written this time.

"Then I'll be off."

"Auntie Luo Fei, take care on your way."

After seeing Luo Fei off, Li Luo turned to Yan Zhusheng, who sat on the sofa, and walked over to sit beside her.

"How do you still have new songs?" Yan Zhusheng blinked at him.

"You can release an album, but I can't?" Li Luo teased with a smile.

Yan Zhusheng shook her head, then straddled Li Luo's lap, staring at him intently: "I want to hear them."

"It's not that early anymore," Li Luo stood up with her in his arms. "I need to go pick up Youyu soon—we'll probably eat lunch there. You'll have to handle lunch yourself—I already told Butler Liu."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng pouted, slightly unhappy, then leaned down and kissed him. "But there's still time before noon—would you—"

"Don't play around—" Li Luo groaned. "Can we call a truce today?"

"Did Chanxi drain you dry?" Yan Zhusheng asked innocently.

Li Luo: "————"

"And you haven't worn protection," Yan Zhusheng added.

Li Luo: "———— How do you know that?"

"Chanxi sent videos to me and Sister Xu," Yan Zhusheng narrowed her eyes, then pulled out her phone from her pocket and showed it to Li Luo.

【Sisters' Strategic Council】

【Ying Chanxi】: (video)

【Yan Zhusheng】: What's this?

【Yan Zhusheng】: What's so special about this? I've done it with Li Luo before.

【Yan Zhusheng】: Wait—why didn't Li Luo wear protection?

【Yan Zhusheng】: @Ying Chanxi 【Yan Zhusheng】: Where are you? Just send a video and say nothing?

【Xu Youyu】:???

【Xu Youyu】: Holy crap! Chanxi, you're that wild?

【Xu Youyu】: Wait—what if you get pregnant?

【Yan Zhusheng】: She's not responding.

【Xu Youyu】: Now you're showing off?

【Yan Zhusheng】: It's time to release Sister Xu's fifty-performance video for everyone to admire.

【Xu Youyu】: There's no such thing at all!

【Yan Zhusheng】: Does Sister Xu want to try going without protection?

【Xu Youyu】: Not yet—I'm not ready to get pregnant.

【Yan Zhusheng】: You could take a pill, right?

【Xu Youyu】: It's bad for your body. Li Luo won't agree.

【Yan Zhusheng】: What if I want to try?

【Xu Youyu】: Be careful you don't get pregnant.

【Yan Zhusheng】: If I do, I'll just go raise the baby with Mom.

【Xu Youyu】: ———— badass.

Li Luo glanced at the chat log's timestamp, recalled, and confirmed that right now he should be in another early-morning clash with Ying Chanxi.

Then he looked at Yan Zhusheng's fiery gaze and couldn't help but sigh; he patted her firm buttocks and said, "Not now—don't you remember you still have to make the album?"

"I originally planned to save a few songs for Aunt Yuan, but now I've moved them all into your new album."

"If you get pregnant too, these new songs will have to be given to other singers."

Hearing this, Yan Zhusheng instantly became docile, pouting, "Alright, I won't do it then."

"Good girl." Li Luo carried her all the way back to the third-floor bedroom, laid her on the bed, and leaned down to kiss her. "Rest today—I'm heading over to Youyu's place."

"Mm."

After leaving Sky Ridge Elegant Residence, Li Luo drove to Qianjiang University's faculty housing complex.

Since he had arranged a time in advance with Xu Rongsheng, when Li Luo arrived, Cui Suling was already cooking in the kitchen.

As soon as he stepped inside, Xu Youyu leapt into his arms, her two long white legs tightly wrapped around his waist, refusing to let go.

Xu Rongsheng acted as if he saw nothing, calmly reading the book in his hands.

Seeing this, Li Luo could only sigh and carry Xu Youyu to the sofa, sitting down: "Your dad's right here—can't you be a little more reserved?"

——

"Reserved for what?" Xu Youyu leaned against him. "We're finally going home today—I'm just happy."

"What kind of talk is that?" Cui Suling came out with a dish, saw the scene on the sofa, and snapped, "Get down right now."

"Hehe~" Xu Youyu had missed Li Luo so much she refused to let go, and right in front of her parents, she kissed him several times.

Li Luo, embarrassed by her kisses, quickly set her aside.

Only then did Xu Rongsheng put down his book, stand up, and say to Li Luo, "Let's eat."