Normally, Gu Xiaozhan always lets her win, so of course she wins every time.
Tonight the man wants a little "benefit", so he’s not going to go easy on her.
Plus the aftereffects of the alcohol are kicking in, her head’s fuzzy, and she loses several rounds in a row.
"Han Han, you lost fair and square, so you gotta admit it!"
Even though Mu Anhan is still dressed in men’s clothes, the way her eyes shimmer already makes her breathtakingly beautiful.
"What do you want me to do?"
Gu Xiaozhan fixed his gaze on her. "Do you like menswear? Or womenswear?"
"I like both." She answered without hesitation, and the alcohol made her bold. "Do you prefer stripping menswear? Or womenswear?"
Gu Xiaozhan: "..." The aftereffects of this booze are really something!
It’s been a long time since he heard his little fox say something this explosive.
"I like both," he replied.
"You’re a perv." She roasted him without mercy.
Gu Xiaozhan sighed. "I’m only a perv when it comes to you."
Mu Anhan looked around and saw that he’d brought her to the flower house. Inside the Tianqin Residence estate, there’s a huge sea of flowers.
Some are outside, some are inside.
She’s been drinking, and he’s worried she might catch cold, so he brings her indoors, where all kinds of flowers are blooming in riotous color.
He takes out a flower crown woven from a rainbow of blossoms. "Put this on."
"It’s so pretty!" Mu Anhan takes off her cap, and a waterfall of silky hair cascades down.
She sets the flower crown on her head and checks herself in the glass door.
Gu Xiaozhan takes out another, slightly larger flower crown. "Han Han, this one’s for you too."
"Where am I supposed to wear it?" She takes it. If she wears it on her head, it’s way too big—it slides straight down to her shoulders.
Gu Xiaozhan hints with his eyes, and her face instantly flushes bright red. "You’re so up to no good!"
"Han Han, you said you’d listen to me, remember?" He immediately pulls that line out.
"Fine!" She agrees in a flash. "I’ll show you!"
The menswear drops to the floor. A string of multicolored petals circles in front of her. She sits down in front of him, lifts her eyes with a smile—both shy and dazzling—like a little fairy descended to earth.
Gu Xiaozhan thought to himself, womenswear really does look better.
His orientation has always been perfectly normal; every time he sees her in menswear, he just wants to spoil her.
Moonlight filters down through the glass roof, hazy and soft, steeping everything in a tender, lingering mood.
It’s been a long time since Mu Anhan enjoyed a night this peaceful and romantic. She stands up. "I’ll dance for you, okay?"
"Okay." Gu Xiaozhan feels a little overwhelmed by the favor. "But wait..."
He quickly snaps off a few branches and weaves them into an even bigger flower crown, with one particularly large hibiscus blossom in the center. "Han Han, be good, put this on..."
Maybe it’s the beauty of the moon, or the fragrance of the flowers, or the deep, magnetic tone of the man’s voice—Mu Anhan obeys him without a fight.
Under the moon, the fairy begins to dance.
Her long black hair flies as she moves, smooth and flowing like a silk ribbon.
Her willow-slim waist sways among the blossoms’ perfume, even more enchanting and hard to look away from.
Her wrists and ankles are also adorned with flower chains he put on her. Her movements are light as a swallow; when she spins, you can never get enough of watching her.
She twirls and twirls, and finally spins right into his arms.
"Han Han, just seeing you like this once in my life makes me feel coming to this world wasn’t in vain," Gu Xiaozhan murmurs, holding her close.
She is the only light in his cold, hard years.
She is also the most beautiful memory of his life.
"Then you’ll agree to let me go build our country’s space事业, right?" Mu Anhan whispers softly in his ear.
Gu Xiaozhan: "..."
Isn’t the little fox drunk? And she’s still hung up on this?