Little Temptress!

Huh?

What?

Proof?

How am I supposed to prove that?

Are you kidding me?

I, Ye Hao, honest and upright, never do sneaky or shady things.

How exactly am I supposed to prove this?

Besides, how do you prove something like this, when you already saw everything?

How am I supposed to explain anything at this point?

“Then, Yao Yao-jie, how do you want me to prove it?”

Ye Hao really had no way out.

This literally cannot be proven.

What was he supposed to do, bring home a fiancée on the spot?

No way.

At least wait until college for that kind of thing.

Hearing Ye Hao’s reply, Luo Yao’s expression slowly turned into the look of someone whose scheme had succeeded.

Something felt wrong…

But Ye Hao, unaware of the danger, was still sitting with his hands pressed together, eyes squeezed shut.

“Actually, proving it is simple. If Hao Hao likes boys, then he must dislike girls, right?”

Ye Hao: ???

Wait! Something is definitely wrong here! Why would liking boys mean he hates girls?

He didn’t understand the logic.

It was just… a very strange way of thinking.

“Maybe… maybe, I guess…”

He swears he had never heard such a theory in his entire life.

Adults sure see the world differently.

“Mhm mhm. So, to prove Hao Hao doesn’t actually like boys, all he needs to do is spend more time with girls. Right ~?” As she spoke, Luo Yao lightly touched her lips.

“Ah? That… That’s not really good, right? Besides, there aren’t any girls who like me anyway.”

Hearing the direction this was going, Ye Hao immediately lifted his head.

In the end, he just didn’t want a girlfriend.

Girlfriends mean trouble.

Drama.

Complication.

He was a good student who loved studying!

Flirting and dating was absolutely not for him.

Though, yes, he had been confessed to before.

But didn’t they all later return to focusing on their studies?

See? Impulse is the root of all disasters. If you don’t act impulsively, life stays peaceful.

Thankfully, he was a disciplined man.

Otherwise, he’d be ruined by those flashy, seductive traps already.

Thinking like this, yes, he truly saw through life.

“Oh ~ So Hao Hao is very popular with boys then ~?”

Ye Hao: …

No way!?

Sure, he was a bit handsome.

And his grades were good.

But he wasn’t a girl.

He didn’t crossdress.

Why would boys like him!?

Ridiculous.

“Jie, you’re joking again. How could I possibly attract boys, hahaha…”

“Then how do you prove boys don’t like you?”

Ah? We’re still proving things?!

Everyone knows people are like magnets. Even if some iron gets mixed in, you don’t ask another guy to “help you hold it” in the bathroom for proof!

“Bro, my hands are busy, help me hold it?”

No! That is impossible!

How do you even prove something like that?!

“Yeah… How do I prove that?”

Like he had given up on life, Ye Hao sat cross-legged on the floor and looked defeated.

Fine, fine. I confess. I like boys. Satisfied?

He had truly learned something new today.

He had been coerced into “confessing.”

Incredible.

“Ah ~ I knew it…”

Ye Hao almost lost his mind.

This woman!

Never follows logic!

She keeps asking impossible questions!

Why is she like this?!

This must be poison!

Actual poison!

This was torture.

“Jie. What do I need to do for you to believe me?”

He raised both hands in surrender.

“If you kiss me. I’ll believe you.”

Ye Hao: …

“Goodbye.”

Impossible.

Never.

Not in this lifetime.

This was the same as telling him to commit a crime.

Luo Yao: …

“Jie. What exactly do you want from me? You know I’ll never do that. Yet you still push me. Seriously…”

She covered her mouth, laughing.

Ye Hao’s face went dark.

He had seen playful people…

But never anyone this playful.

She was far worse than Yuanyuan.

This was suffering.

“Maybe I just want Hao Hao to kiss me ~”

In truth, she wanted him to.

When they were kids she used to pounce and bite him on the cheek.

But now he was older and avoided her.

Not manly at all.

“Well, maybe I just won’t kiss you then.”

He spread his hands helplessly.

“Actually, I really like Hao Hao. I want to be close to Hao Hao. But Hao Hao doesn’t like me anymore. I feel like I raised a little white puppy for years… Only for someone else to take it away. So sad…”

Little white puppy?

Ye Hao paused.

Wasn’t that the name of a dog?

What did that mean?

He may be someone she could hit and scold, but he still had dignity!

“Jie, can you use a different comparison?”

“Hm?”

Luo Yao rested her chin in her hand.

“Isn’t a little white dog cute? Just like Hao Hao ~”

Disgusting.

Goosebumps everywhere.

Was he just… flirted with?

By her??

Unbelievable.

This violent woman could flirt?

Impossible.

And yet… she did.

“But sorry, Yao Yao-jie. If flirting like this worked on me, I wouldn’t still be single. Your flirting technique is lacking.”

“Oh? So you’re looking down on me now?”

Ye Hao: …

“No no, my point is— Yao Yao-jie, you’re very beautiful.”

“Ye Hao! Your skin must be getting thick again! Let me fix that!”

“Wait!! Jie! Eat first! Eat first!! You need strength to beat me later!!”

Translation: I’m starving!!

“But I really like Hao Hao. What should I do…”

She said it softly, gaze drifting.

Like me?

Ye Hao scratched his head.

She must mean sibling affection.

Right?

Right.

He was just a student.

She was an adult.

No way she meant that.

“Ah ~ I like Yao Yao-jie too. Like a younger brother likes his older sister. Yao Yao-jie will always be my Yao Yao-jie.”

He placed his hand on her shoulder.

“Really?”

“Really. I, Ye Hao, will always like Yao Yao-jie.”

Always like…?

Even though she knew what kind of “like” he meant… Her heart still warmed.

“Then I’ll always like Hao Hao too. Most of all ~”

And so, under this pink-tinted, strange atmosphere… Ye Hao finally finished his meal in peace.

It hurt.

He wanted to cry.

He just wanted to eat.

Was that so wrong?

“Hao Hao, want to go out this afternoon?”

“Huh?”

He was lying lazily on the sofa watching TV when she spoke from behind.

Go out?

To do what?

“Go out and play ~ Yesterday Hao Hao played with that Yuanyuan the whole day. Jie was so jealous she couldn’t even sleep.”

Hm? Hmmm???

Couldn’t sleep?

Who grabbed me in a death-grip last night?

I couldn’t even move.

Slept extremely soundly.

Who was that?

That was YOU.

But Ye Hao only dared complain internally.

Out loud? Death sentence.

“Yes, yes. This humble servant will accompany Yao Yao-jie today. Accompany my most beloved Yao Yao-jie.”

Great.

Another exhausting day.

Play?

What play?

He did not want to go to the amusement park again.

But… She liked the aquarium, didn’t she?

Got it.

Aquarium it is.

After changing into clean white casual clothes, Ye Hao waited at the entryway for Luo Yao to finish changing.

“Girls really take forever to change…”

Unlike men.

Face wash, jacket, pants, done.

Just as Ye Hao was about to doze off, a pure white figure walked down the stairs.

“Hao Hao, let’s go ~”

Ye Hao: …

This… is Luo Yao???

No way.

This gentle, pure, big-sister look???

This violent woman had this side?

It looks amazing.

Unbelievable.

Absolutely destroys 99% of those flashy fake types.

But… he did not dare make a move.

This was still Luo Yao.

One punch from her could still destroy a desk.

He remembered that clearly.

“What? Can’t take your eyes off your sister?”

She leaned close, like a mischievous cat.

Cough cough!! “Let’s go.”

He was flustered.

Damn this woman.

Why was she so attractive.

He rubbed his nose and opened the door first.

“Fufufu ~”

Seeing his reaction made her extremely pleased.

Next step—keep Ye Hao away from that Yuanyuan.

Even if Yuanyuan was a boy, he was too pretty.

What if Ye Hao was “led astray” one day?

He must be removed.

Immediately.

Also, that guy stuck to Ye Hao too much.

If he liked Hao Hao… Disaster.

If he tried anything… No. Absolutely not.

“Hao Hao, have you decided where to go?”

She caught up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, pressing her whole body against his back.

“Jie, we’re outside. Have some restraint…”

He pat her arm—then paused.

“I say, Jie, don’t press so close. You’re… touching me.”

Seriously?

So shameless?

Was she some great hero of not caring about propriety?

“Touching? Touching what, Hao Hao ~?”

Little.

Temptress.