You are all bad women! Don't come over!

Shen Mochen was momentarily stunned, then immediately rose to his feet, opened the emergency escape door, and left the dormitory.

The clear night was dust-free, and the moonlight shimmered like silver. The summer night was significantly cooler than the day, punctuated by the occasional croak of frogs blending harmoniously with the chorus of cicadas.

Han Muxue was right outside Shen Mochen's emergency door, sitting in a wheelchair, clad in a black transparent slip dress that seemed to don a faint halo under the bright silvery moonlight.

"What's wrong? What can't you say over the phone?" A hint of a smile appeared on Shen Mochen's face.

"I… I want to sleep with you tonight," Han Muxue said, pursing her lips.

Shen Mochen paused, almost instinctively asking, "…Why?"

Han Muxue's expression dodged, yet her eyes fixed directly on Shen Mochen, "Can't I?"

Shen Mochen was at a loss for words. Of course, that wasn't okay. But they were a couple, and it seemed only natural from that standpoint.

But Shen Mochen didn't want it that way—if possible, he preferred not to have too much contact with Han Muxue. It wasn't that he despised her; instead, he didn't want to drag her into his mess. Besides, Liu Chaoyan had just warned him not to get involved with Han Muxue. However, if Han Muxue intended to seduce him tonight, Shen Mochen felt he might not be able to restrain himself.

Yet, Han Muxue's gaze was unmistakably serious and resolute, not something Shen Mochen could sway with just a few words.

Shen Mochen understood why she was doing this all too well.

"Why do you want to sleep with me? I don't sleep well, and I'm afraid I might press down on you at night," Shen Mochen carefully said.

"It's okay, I don't mind!"

Shen Mochen frowned in silence.

Han Muxue stared blankly at Shen Mochen, tears welling up in her eyes, biting her lip, "I'm your girlfriend, is it not okay for me to want to sleep with you?"

Shen Mochen hurriedly said, "Of course it is… but if we're too loud, others will hear…"

Han Muxue's face flushed, and she whispered, head lowered, "We don't have to do that... I don't want them to hear either…"

Aren't we getting our roles mixed up… In this situation, shouldn't it be the guy ensuring nothing happens? Shen Mochen thought to himself with an internal critique.

The cool night breeze began to stir, and Han Muxue, feeling slightly cold, subconsciously hugged her shoulders.

"Alright, we'll sleep together tonight." Shen Mochen glanced at the teddy bear on her neck and wheeled Han Muxue's chair back into the bedroom.

He pushed the wheelchair to the side of the bed, then bent over to lift Han Muxue onto the bed.

Han Muxue was truly light, possibly weighing just over sixty pounds. Even with her loli physique, she appeared delicate, almost like a fragile item that instinctively made one handle her with extra care.

Adjusting the air conditioner from 18 to 26 degrees, Shen Mochen also got into bed, lying on the outside.

Han Muxue should be able to keep her word, after all, she didn't want others to know they were dating.

Shen Mochen lay flat, looking at the ceiling, and closed his eyes, feigning sleep.

Yet he couldn't fall asleep at all. With a beauty like Han Muxue lying beside him, what kind of man would be able to sleep? If Xia Qingrou were beside him instead, Shen Mochen would have already charged forward, with swords and spears ringing, for 'A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold'!

Suddenly, there was movement next to him under the quilt. Han Muxue took off the pendant from her neck, placed it under her pillow, then shifted closer, hugging Shen Mochen's arm, her tender body pressing tightly against him. The faint scent of gardenias wafted to his nose.

"Can you… look at me more…" Han Muxue sniffed, her voice pleading softly, echoing in Shen Mochen's ear.

Shen Mochen's heart skipped beat, unsure of how to respond. He stretched out his arm and embraced her.

"Let's sleep early," Shen Mochen said gently.

"…Goodnight."

Han Muxue pressed her face into Shen Mochen's embrace.

...

Shen Mochen finally dreamed of Su Mo again. He saw him running ragged all day between his daughter and his wife of the same age, like a spinning top being incessantly whipped around... Nonetheless, he always appeared calm and collected, seemingly coping with ease.

Shen Mochen watched Su Mo's daily life from a God's-eye view, wanting to see how he got along with his wives on a typical day, how he resolved everyday problems... Suddenly, Su Mo looked up and glanced at the sky, his gaze deep as if he had sensed Shen Mochen's presence.

Su Mo's face slowly changed, aging twenty years in an instant. He opened his mouth to speak, and though there was no one around, it seemed like he was addressing Shen Mochen directly. Yet, Shen Mochen suddenly couldn't hear Su Mo's words anymore, as if someone had muted him.

"Are you talking to me? What are you saying?" Shen Mochen struggled to speak, but it seemed his voice couldn't transmit.

Su Mo's figure began to blur, or rather the entire dream world started to become hazy. Su Mo seemed to realize this too, shrugged helplessly, and finally said three words, which Shen Mochen managed to read from his lips.

"See you next."

Shen Mochen abruptly opened his eyes to a ray of morning sunlight streaming through a gap in the curtains.

Shen Mochen froze for a second, then in an instant threw off the covers, only to see Han Muxue lying on top of him, licking him carefully yet clumsily.

Shen Mochen involuntarily took a deep breath, the tingling pleasure instantly invigorating his spirit.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Shen Mochen couldn't help but squint his eyes, slowly exhaling.

"I know..." Han Muxue held on with both hands, not looking up, "You wanted it."

"So did you..."

You shouldn't debase yourself like this! A flash of irritation arose in Shen Mochen's heart, but his body betrayed him, leaving him unable to utter a word.

Is such a make-believe relationship worth doing this for me?

Shen Mochen had a lot to say in his heart, but in the end, he didn't say a word. The room was eerily quiet, save for the girl's uneven swallowing sounds.

...

"Xuexue, where did you go this morning? I went to your room earlier, and you weren't there," Xia Qingrou approached Han Muxue with a smile during breakfast.

"I woke up early and went for a walk."

Han Muxue took a sip of porridge and swallowed with a gulp.

Liu Chaoyan glanced at Shen Mochen, who dared not meet her eyes.

Looking at me is pointless; I didn't do anything with her! As for this morning... that was her doing while I was asleep! It's not all my fault, right?

After breakfast, Xia Qingrou took out Monopoly and started playing with Liu Chaoyan and the others in the living room. She glanced at Shen Mochen, who knew she was inviting him to join, but he pretended not to understand and said he was going back to his room to play on the computer.

"Fuzi, I feel like you've recovered quite a bit of your superpower recently; maybe it's time to return to Kajiena's side. I think she probably needs you too,"

Shen Mochen said.

"Do you think my being here is affecting your rampant desires?" Fuzi said coldly.

"Be honest, can this morning's incident be blamed on me?"

"But you didn't stop it afterward, and you even enjoyed it."

"She had already gone that far, if I had refused, wouldn't that be trampling on her self-esteem? How could she live with that?"