Chapter 30: Now Sister Yuan has become a female ketone

“Being confessed to by a girl must feel weird, right, Miss Maid?”

“But… I really like you.”

“I’ve liked you since the first time I saw you.”

“Your smile captivates me.”

“I can’t help thinking about you.”

“I keep wanting to get closer to you.”

“To be your lover.”

“A girl like me confessing must trouble you.”

“But I just can’t hold it in.”

“I want to tell you how I feel.”

“I’ve been dreaming about you these past few days.”

“Dreaming we’re closer.”

“Dreaming we eat together, go to school together, play together.”

“Dreaming your gentleness is just for me.”

“I want those unreal dream moments to become real.”

“When I saw how close you were with Teacher Mo, I was so jealous.”

“But I’m also scared.”

“Scared you and Teacher Mo aren’t just sisters.”

“Scared I’ve already lost my chance to be your lover.”

“Miss Maid—no, Lu Ming.”

“Will you go out with me?”

“Be my lover?”

Su Ye Mi’s sudden confession short-circuited my brain.

Who am I?

Where am I?

Why am I in drag getting confessed to by a girl?

Why does she like the fake girl version of me?

After two or three seconds, I snapped back.

I started thinking of how to gently reject her.

Honestly, Su Ye Mi isn’t on Sister Yuan or An Xue Ruo’s level.

But her looks and figure?

Definitely campus beauty candidate material.

Her personality’s great too.

Gentle, considerate, quiet, reserved.

As a girlfriend, she’d be more than decent.

But my reasons for rejecting her?

Too many to count.

First, the “Lu Ming” she likes doesn’t exist.

She’s a fake person.

Second, I don’t have any feelings for her.

No “like” or “love” at all.

And, well, she’s not Sister Yuan.

With Sister Yuan, my quirky, familiar older sister…

I can dodge her confessions with half-baked excuses.

No guilt.

She doesn’t mind my silly responses.

She doesn’t care if I brush off her confessions.

She acts the same as always.

Like she’s convinced I’d never date anyone but her.

So my answers don’t matter.

But Su Ye Mi?

A shy, reserved girl confessing to someone she thinks is the same gender?

She must’ve thought long and hard.

Mustered huge courage.

If I brushed her off with lame excuses, it’d be too irresponsible.

Too rude.

“S-Sorry, Miss Su Ye Mi.”

“I… I really appreciate your feelings.”

“But I… I…”

It’s my first time facing a confession from someone besides Sister Yuan.

I knew how to reject her, but I still stammered.

A pair of soft, fair hands wrapped around my neck.

Fingers pressed against my cheeks.

Before I could finish, I was forced to turn my head.

Sister Yuan’s lips met mine.

Her eyes burned with unmistakable affection.

Her tongue pushed into my mouth, bold and unstoppable.

It danced freely, claiming every corner.

Five or six seconds later, she pulled back.

She looked at Su Ye Mi, who stood there, stunned.

“Good afternoon, Su Ye Mi.”

“What’s up with my Lu Ming?”

“Nothing.”

“Sorry for bothering.”

Su Ye Mi’s face flushed.

She hurried away.

“If she liked the boy version of you, Xiao You…”

“I wouldn’t let her off so easily.”

“Sneaking around with other girls behind my back?”

“When’d you get so bold, Xiao You?”

“I… I wasn’t sneaking around.”

“I didn’t do anything.”

“If she liked me as a guy, what would you do to her?”

“No need for you to know.”

“Just be good.”

“Listen to me.”

“Don’t get too close to other girls.”

“She didn’t do anything wrong.”

“You can’t stop girls from liking me.”

“She probably misunderstood us.”

“You’re not worried about being seen as into girls?”

“I don’t care.”

“I won’t like anyone but you, Xiao You.”

“But you, tempting girls to confess to you.”

“How should I settle this score?”

“I didn’t tempt anyone.”

“I kept my distance.”

“I can’t control if girls like me.”

“Let me off, Sister Yuan.”

“I haven’t slept well in days.”

“That’s your own fault.”

“Stay by my side, and I wouldn’t have reasons to tease you.”

“No teasing today.”

“Go home, eat, and take a nap.”

“Sweet!”

“Thanks, Sister Yuan.”

Back home, I wasn’t too hungry.

Sister Yuan made me cold noodles.

Meat, veggies, perfectly seasoned.

Sprinkled with crushed peanuts.

Tasted great, as expected from her cooking.

“It’s past noon, Xiao You.”

“Go nap.”

“It’s fine, Sister Yuan.”

“I can wait.”

“Let me wash the dishes first.”

“Be good.”

“Go lie down.”

“Want to sleep soundly or not?”

“…Fine, I’ll go.”

I walked to my room.

It was spotless, everything neatly arranged by Sister Yuan.

I dove onto the bed.

I gave the soft blanket a big bear hug.

So comfy.

The past few days’ fatigue melted away.

Though I haven’t really done much.

Seeing Su Ye Mi after this…

What do I do?

She doesn’t know it’s me.

But facing a girl who confessed to my drag self?

How do I act normal and calm?

And Sister Yuan…

Su Ye Mi must think she’s into her own sister.

After seeing that scene, who wouldn’t?

I told her we weren’t like that.

No wonder Lü Yunhao’s confession failed.

Su Ye Mi’s the one who’s into girls.

Lost in my thoughts, a warm, soft body pressed against my back.

Through thin fabric, her arms wrapped around me.

Her hands wandered, her breath taking in my scent.

I’ve felt Sister Yuan’s chest against my back countless times.

Still, I couldn’t help blushing.

“Sister Yuan!”

“Didn’t you say I could nap properly?”

“But here you are, Xiao You.”

“All defenseless in front of me.”

“I can’t resist.”

“I want a taste.”

“No way!”

“You promised no messing around.”

“Keep your word.”

The AC was set low.

Our clothes were thin.

I shivered from the cold.

She pulled up the blanket, covering us both.

“Fine.”

“No thinking about other girls, okay?”

“Think about me.”

“I won’t tease you.”

“Sleep well.”

Then don’t put your hands in weird places!

Don’t hold so tight!

Stop pressing closer!

*TL Note: The term “school flower” (校花) is a common Chinese slang for the most beautiful girls in a school, reflecting Su Ye Mi’s high attractiveness and the social dynamics of Lu You’s predicament as he navigates her confession while maintaining his disguise.