A Fluffy Proposition

“Old Fourth, don’t be scared. We’re not going to do anything to you, hehe…” Yang Laoer spoke first, even reaching out to pat my head in what he must have thought was a reassuring gesture. That only made me more terrified. I couldn’t help but squirm and struggle, trying to break free from Linghu Ruoxu’s grip.

“Third Brother, let me go! What do the two of you want from me?!” I wailed as I struggled, twisting my head just in time to see Xiao Qi, startled, burrow under the covers.

“I told you, we’re not going to do anything to you. We just need you to help us with something… You’re the most obedient, Old Fourth. You’ll agree, won’t you?” Yang Laoer continued, his tone falsely gentle as he tried to coax me.

But that malicious voice made cold sweat pour down my head. I was terrified he’d unleash some infamous novel line next: “I’ve got a big sausage right here…”

“Let me go! What is this about? Let me go, and we can talk it over!” I knew that if I tried to use force against these two, I’d be the one to suffer, so I had no choice but to employ a delaying tactic, softening my stance slightly.

Whether because I’d chickened out or because their criminal intent wasn’t solid, Linghu Ruoxu actually obediently removed his hands from my shoulders when he heard that. But from the look he and Yang Laoer exchanged, I knew my release was only temporary. If I dared to jump up and run, they would still use force.

Somewhat resentfully, I rubbed my sore shoulders—that bastard Linghu had grabbed me hard. I muttered a curse under my breath: he didn’t know the meaning of ‘treat a lady with care.’ No wonder he couldn’t find a girlfriend!

“Alright, so what lousy thing do you want my help with this time? Did Yang Laoer set his eyes on some girl from another college and want me to deliver a love letter? Or has Linghu Ruoxu finally grown some balls and wants me to help him practice confessing to a girl?” I asked, my tone sour.

These comments clearly hit a sore spot for those two. They immediately looked awkward. Finally, Yang Laoer spoke: “Er… neither. It’s something else…”

“Hmm? Something else? Then out with it. What new trick have you two cooked up? Could it be Yang Laoer has had a change of heart and decided to renounce the mortal world and enter the Buddhist monastery?” I asked with a hint of sarcasm.

“No, no… Oh, anyway, you’ll understand once you see it… Third, go get that stuff!” Yang Laoer waved his hands repeatedly, then ordered Linghu.

Originally, I was just asking. Yang Laoer leave the mortal world? That would happen right around the time the abbot of Shaolin’s key national lab decided to return to secular life! Wait, ‘get that stuff’? God, these bastards weren’t really going to pull something else, were they?

Due to long-term exposure to Yang Laoer, a series of inappropriate images flashed through my mind, and my nerves, which I had barely relaxed, tightened again.

Fortunately, after rummaging through his wardrobe, Linghu Ruoxu didn’t pull out anything like whips or handcuffs as I had imagined. Instead, he brought out a fluffy bundle and walked toward the middle of the dorm room.

To be honest, I was now quite curious. What the hell had he come up with? So I strained my neck, focusing intently on the thing in his hands, hoping to get a glimpse of what it was before he reached me.

Xiao Qi, on Guo Hao’s bed, also poked her little head out from under the covers. Her big, black eyes blinked as she stared at the thing in Linghu Ruoxu’s hand with equal curiosity, her pointed fox ears twitching occasionally.

Wait, fox ears…?

A thought seemed to flash through my mind, but before I could grasp it, Linghu Ruoxu shuffled reluctantly up to me. He glanced at me, then immediately blushed and averted his eyes. Looking down, he handed me the fluffy bundle… Though he didn’t dare look me in the eye, his movement as he handed it over carried a hint of reverence, as if he treasured this item.

Vaguely, I had a guess, but I still couldn’t figure it out. Helpless, I took the bundle and spread it out to examine it closely…

As I thought, I spread the fluffy thing open into two parts. Unexpected, yet somehow within my suspicions, one part was a white wig—hair flowing down to the shoulders and even past the ribs—but the key point was that between the hair stood a pair of fluffy fox ears! The other part was a long, bushy white fox tail!