Chapter 23.1 - The Twenty-Third Sentence Part 1

Translator: tarararawr

The Twenty-Third Sentence Part 1

It was such a straightforward question that Pu Tao didn’t know what to say for a moment.

She inadvertently touched his impressive abs, which made her heart become stiff and tight.

Cheng Su looked calm and waited for her answer.

Pu Tao could only use a technique from a certain cat. “I feel it vaguely.”

His smile deepened. “Do you want to verify it?”

Pu Tao dragged out her words. “No need—” Spare me, okay?

This man always had a thousand ways to tease her. Even if he was the only one in front of her, she was publicly shamed and wanted to bury herself in a hole in the ground.

Cheng Su no longer made fun of her. “Do you still want to learn?”

Pu Tao fanned herself with her hand. “It’s better to stop this class. I quit.”

“We’ll get there.”

“I, a low achiever, am smart, but don’t want to learn. I’m at the bottom of the class, your lowest-ranking fan.” She pretended to give up.

Cheng Su put his hands up. “Then keep your voice, but don’t feel bad or think it’s not nice to hear.”

Pu Tao looked at him. His pupils were black and bright. “Teacher Cheng, do you think I give up too easily?”

Cheng Su frowned, “Give up? You haven’t even passed the starting line.”

“Oh—” Pu Tao was acting like a scoundrel. “But at home there’s someone with a good voice. Why else would I go find you? It’s not to improve the genes of the next generation of voices.”

“Is that the reason?”

“Yeah.” Pu Tao pursed her lower lip. “Am I stretching it too far?”

Cheng Su was quiet for a few seconds. “How should I answer?”

Pu Tao became aware of a potential crisis and immediately said, “Don’t answer.”

Cheng Su treated it like it was no big deal, but could not stop his words with an implicit meaning: “How far we go depends on you.”

“Stop it, stop it…” Pu Tao carelessly dug a hole for herself. She could only hide herself for a moment. “Pretend I didn’t ask.”

Cheng Su was silent, but he couldn’t hold back his laughter.

… ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴏɴ ꜰᴏxᴀʜᴏʟɪᴄ.ᴄᴏᴍ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

Hmph! He’s teasing me all day.

Standing under the showerhead, Pu Tao let the warm water run through her body and wash away her treacherous and beautiful fantasies.

She, Pu Tao, who was turning 24 this year, was finally taking a shower and staying overnight in someone’s house who was not a relative. And in particular, it was with a man who was gorgeously sexy from head to toe.

F***! Lord, God, give me some guidance.

Pu Tao rubbed her face with both hands and felt the bathroom heat overflowing through her. All her courage was expended when she asked for a hug and kissed Cheng Su. At this time, she was a frightened bird again, and the quai 1 l gene associated with her became effective again.

She was too afraid of suggesting any more ideas. One, she panicked and was afraid. Two, she was worried that Cheng Su would change how he treated her due to her idea.

But the fact that she made the first move to ask if she could come to his house 100% implied a certain suggestion.

Pu Tao did not know Cheng Su’s feelings about it specifically. He had arranged for her to stay in the guest room before she came in to take a shower.

It’s like he doesn’t have any plans for that.

In that case…

Say good night to him after you go out and go back to your room and spend the night in peace.

You have to control yourself! Pu Tao warned. She erased the fog on the mirror.

The woman inside the bathroom was filled with all of her cosmetic products. Her complexion was red from the steam, and only the mirror lights brightened her.

Pu Tao thought about it. She took out the pressed powder from her makeup bag. She patted her face carefully, and took a closer look. A thin layer should be hard to tell.

If you sleep with makeup, you sleep with makeup. It’s just for one night, that’s all.

She comforted herself. Then, she closed her eyes in the next second, and silently denied:

It’s not… If you just sleep alone, you don’t have to wear makeup.

It’s whatever.

Once she finished talking to herself, Pu Tao put on her pajamas and went to take out the clothes she changed out and placed in the basket. Halfway through, she stared down at the matching undergarments she spent so much time thinking about. She rubbed her temples anxiously, opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.

Cheng Su was sitting on the sofa feeding snacks to Da Tiao. When he heard some noise, he turned around and said, “Everything okay?”

Pu Tao pushed and said “yes”, with a suspicious blush on his face.

She was so uncomfortable that she could only do small moves to create a distraction, such as pulling her hair. “Can I wash my clothes and hang them on the balcony?”

Cheng Su was surprised and said, “Just throw it into the washing machine.”

Pu Tao paused for a few seconds and said with difficulty, “And… my underwear…”

Cheng Su didn’t speak.

A moment passed, he said, “There is a wall-mounted mini washing machine on the balcony. You can wash it there, if you don’t mind.”

“… it’s better to wash my underwear by hand,” Pu Tao quickly explained. “I definitely don’t mind.”

Cheng Su grabbed Da Tiao and stood up. “I’ll go with you.”

Pu Tao immediately tightened her grip on her clothes. She was afraid of crossing the line. “No, you should play with Da Tiao.” She pointed to a general area. “I know the balcony is there.”

Cheng Su did not try to come over again. “Yeah.”

“Okay, I’ll go there.” She speed walked—no, she ran—the entire way in slippers.

She maintained a safe distance.

A really safe distance.

Even if Cheng Su sat calmly, she could not promise that she would not have any obsessive thoughts. She was a person with a lot of theoretical experience, okay!

Footnotes

quails are easily startled birds