"Do you like the big ones?"

Chuyun, of course, thought he still liked the big ones. After all, any guy would say he likes big ones, right? But liking big ones didn’t mean he disliked small ones. Only kids obsessed over big or small—he’d take both. Besides, slowly feeding a little bunny until it grew big sounded pretty nice.

...

Huh? Wait. Was something off with him? Why was he even thinking about this? Han Youwei’s silly antics had totally derailed him. Seriously pondering this question—what was wrong with him?!

And what was that silly girl thinking with her not-so-bright little head? He’d told her to move that place away. How did they jump straight to liking or disliking it?

But the most absurd part was himself. He’d actually been seriously considering this. Chuyun really, really wanted to cry.

If he weren’t carrying Han Youwei on his back right now, he’d definitely flick her forehead a few times. He was barely holding it together.

Seeing no reply, Han Youwei thought he hadn’t understood. She repeated in his ear, "Classmate Chuyun, don’t you like my down there?"

Addicted to saying this now? How could she use such a silly-cute tone for such shocking words? Chuyun turned, looking at the super-silly Han Youwei with utter despair. "Han Youwei," he said with forced calm, "have you ever been to the hospital for a check-up?"

Han Youwei’s face froze in shock. Her pupils shrank. Her mouth gaped wide—enough to fit a ping-pong ball.

How could Classmate Chuyun bully her like this? Wanting others to check her down there? He was so bad. She’d never let anyone else see it. She cherished that place. Only if Chuyun checked it would she accept—he was supposed to like her down there anyway.

She had to make this clear. "Classmate Chuyun, only you can see my down there!"

"..."

Chuyun realized engaging with that silly girl was a mistake. Her thought process was alien. Communication was impossible. He gave up and kept walking. Just get back to class and he’d be free.

Han Youwei grew anxious as he stayed silent. He still hadn’t said if he liked big bunnies. "Classmate Chuyun, you haven’t told me—do you like my down there?"

Chuyun ignored her, pretending he hadn’t heard.

Why wasn’t he responding? Did he really dislike her down there? If he disliked it, he must dislike her too. But she liked him so much.

"Classmate Chuyun, do you really not like my down there?"

"..."

That silly girl was toxic. Chuyun didn’t even know how to retort. How could she pester him so casually about liking her down there? Didn’t she feel shy at all?

Seeing him still ignore her, Han Youwei’s mood dipped. He didn’t like big ones? What could she do? She couldn’t shrink it. Why didn’t he like big ones...

Maybe he hadn’t seen her down there yet. That must be it. She used to hate dogs too—until her mom took her past a pet shop. One glimpse of a cute husky, and she fell in love.

So Chuyun just needed to see her down there. Then he’d definitely like it!

Han Youwei felt brilliant again. Silly little me is awesome!

"Classmate Chuyun, do you want to see my down there?"

"Classmate Chuyun, my down there is super cute!"

Hearing her increasingly outrageous words, Chuyun’s mouth twitched uncontrollably. He was barely resisting the urge to toss the silly girl into a trash can.

Why didn’t Classmate Chuyun want to see it? Han Youwei couldn’t understand. Seeing it would make him like it—he had to!

But he was ignoring her and refusing to look. How could she make him like her down there? She racked her tiny brain for a plan.

After a few quiet minutes, Chuyun thought she’d finally stopped. Then her voice piped up again.

"Classmate Chuyun, won’t you really look at my down there?"

"Classmate Chuyun, once you see it, you’ll love it!"

"Classmate Chuyun—"

"Fine! I like your down there, okay?!"

Chuyun was near breaking point. Why did this silly girl obsess over whether he liked her down there? First asking if he liked it, now demanding he see it. Next she’d want him to touch it. He couldn’t take it anymore.

He did like it—but that didn’t mean he wanted it constantly.

Hehe. Classmate Chuyun finally liked her down there. Of course he would.

Once he liked her down there, he’d like her too. Just thinking about it made Han Youwei giddy.

She happily snuggled against Chuyun’s back. Then she felt it again—that warm sensation from yesterday. Her down there felt hot.

What was happening?

Why was it warm? A strange, indescribable feeling spread. But... it felt kind of nice.