Chapter 37: It's Time to Let Me Have Some Fun Too

One evening in the game, Xu Yunzhou watched the screen as Song Jiaru hummed a brisk little tune and walked out of the bathroom, haphazardly rubbing her soaking wet hair with a towel.

Her whole person looked like a freshly washed, tender little cabbage, radiating a relaxed and joyful aura all over.

He smiled and asked:

"How have you felt these past few days? Have you been happy?"

Hearing his voice, Song Jiaru's eyes instantly lit up, curving into beautiful crescent shapes, and she nodded forcefully:

"Happy! Super happy! Thank you, Big Brother! I've never been this happy in my life!"

She could clearly feel the changes in her heart. That feeling of breaking free from shackles and embracing the sunlight was so wonderfully indescribable.

Looking at her smile from the bottom of her heart, Xu Yunzhou's tone remained unchanged as he continued:

"Next, shouldn't it also be my turn to... have some fun too?"

Hearing this, Song Jiaru's heart jolted abruptly.

Although she used to have severe social anxiety, exactly because she was alone for a long time, she had immersed herself extremely deeply in the ocean of web novels.

Regarding those blushing and heart-racing tropes between men and women, her theoretical reserves could be called "well-read in poetry and literature."

She even knew more than many girls who had been in relationships, it was just that she never had any practical opportunities.

At this moment, hearing the "Big Brother" whom she relied on wholeheartedly and even had a baby bird complex for, use this low tone to say "let me have some fun"...

Countless fragments of romance novels she had read uncontrollably flashed through her mind—kabe-don, bed-don, various dangerous declarations of "eating you up"...

Her cheeks went "swish," revealing an astonishing crimson through the fairness.

She subconsciously bit her moist lower lip, her mind a mix of blankness and chaos.

There was both a young girl's instinctive extreme shyness, and a strange awareness of "what must come will come" and "as expected, there is no free lunch in the world";

There was even... a trace of expectation mixed in that she was ashamed to admit to herself, as well as an impulse wanting to please "Big Brother" and repay his "grace of recreation."

As if finally making some sort of "sacrificial" determination, she walked quickly to the side of the bed. Almost bearing a posture of "dying a heroic death," yet implicitly containing a trace of undetectable obedience and invitation, she lay stiffly straight on the bed, closed her eyes tightly, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito, carrying a tremble:

"Big Brother... you, come. I... I'm ready."

Xu Yunzhou:

"..."

Looking at this weird scene on the screen that looked as if waiting for "the monarch to bestow his favors," he was momentarily speechless, simply not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

What exactly was this girl thinking about in her head all day?!

With her eyes closed, Song Jiaru's senses became exceptionally keen in the darkness.

Based on her massive "theoretical reserves," she nervously imagined and waited for the possible arrival of the various "bossy Big Brother falls in love with me" plot developments described in novels—perhaps it would be a fluctuation in the air, perhaps some invisible touch, perhaps...

However, after waiting for a few seconds, besides her own drum-like heartbeat, none of the expected "plots" happened.

Confused, she quietly opened one eye like a vigilant little cat, and stole a glance at the void—no change at all.

She abruptly understood something. A massive wave of embarrassment swept over her, and she buried her face into the pillow, speaking with a muffled voice carrying a crying tone:

"I'm sorry... Big Brother, I, I forgot you can't touch me..."

After saying this sentence, as if to make up for her "mistake," or to prove her "sincerity," she actually... started unbuttoning her pajamas!

The action carried a desperate, clumsy, yet decisive meaning, even her fingertips trembling.

Soon, the soft pajamas were taken off and casually thrown by the bed.

She lay stiffly straight down again, her eyes tightly closed. Her fair skin shone with a pearl-like luster under the light, her body slightly tense due to extreme shame and nervousness...

Like this... it should be okay, right?

Looking at this unexpected development on the screen, Xu Yunzhou's Adam's apple rolled subconsciously, and he helplessly supported his forehead and shook his head.

He finally understood why those well-protected good girls were always easily ruined by those smooth-talking "yellow hairs"—because those guys indeed could provide simple, direct, extremely impactful "emotional value" and "unprecedented experiences."

"Get up."

Xu Yunzhou's voice finally sounded, carrying a trace of helplessness from being angered into laughing,

"Little idiot, the 'let me have some fun' I mentioned doesn't refer to this kind of... 'physical level' pleasing."

Song Jiaru let out an "Ah?", the blush on her face growing even stronger, simply about to drip blood.

She frantically tried to pull the quilt or clothes over to cover herself, feeling so ashamed there was nowhere to hide, even her toes curling up in embarrassment.

"However, regarding the clothes..."

Xu Yunzhou deliberately paused, maliciously appreciating this rare, vividly fragrant extreme embarrassment of hers, before slowly adding,

"There's no rush to put them on... maintain this state of 'meeting each other honestly' for now."

He saw the young girl's body on the screen clearly stiffen for a moment.

"We can just use this opportunity to more intuitively and 'efficiently' evaluate the current status of your body, and by the way, discuss our upcoming—core tasks and long-term development goals."

As he spoke, he projected Song Jiaru's latest attribute panel into the void before her eyes. The glowing blue light screen formed a strong visual contrast with her snow-white skin:

[Appearance: 92/100 (Exceptional bone structure, picturesque brows and eyes, skin white as fresh snow; the kind of stunning existence that can be locked onto at a glance in a crowd)]

[Figure: 75/100 (After a week of regular exercise and hard eating, the overly thin feeling has weakened, lines have begun to appear, no longer a pure bamboo pole, has some soft undulations, the future is promising)]

[Knowledge: 33/100 (Relaxed slightly during vacation, maintaining status quo, needs beating/reminding)]

[Temperament: 42/100 (Due to increased confidence and more communication with people, hunched back and rounded shoulders have improved significantly, eyes no longer always dodge, initially possessing a natural feeling of blending into the crowd)]

[Influence: 5/100 (Limited to the original small scope)]

[Comprehensive Charm Value: 49.4/100 (Significant progress, but the road to Goddess is long and arduous)]

[Hidden Talent: Voice of Nature (Unactivated)]

"See it?"

Xu Yunzhou explained, his line of sight seemingly unintentionally sweeping over her chest that was undulating slightly due to nervousness,

"Your ultimate goal is to raise your comprehensive charm value to 90 points, and, completely activate your hidden talent 'Voice of Nature' to become a great singer watched by the masses."

"Recently, your temperament and figure have both improved because you bravely stepped out, this is a very good start. But next, we have to conduct various targeted professional training."

Looking at the attribute panel, especially that "Voice of Nature," a trace of curiosity and yearning flashed through Song Jiaru's eyes, temporarily using focus to suppress the shyness of her body.

She nodded forcefully and asked seriously:

"Okay, Big Brother! What do I need to do? Tell me, I will definitely do it! I will do it even if I have to risk my life!"