Qin Feng's small black spot on his phone had already amazed Chen Yue. The fact that the washing machine could wash but not dry was even more frustrating. Since the e-reader couldn't dry the clothes, she'd have to hang them to dry. But the key issue was that she had come here spontaneously from the street—she hadn't planned to leave home on purpose. Besides her clothes, she hadn't brought anything else. Indeed, after the washing and spinning cycle, the washing machine stopped in the drying mode, with a small red light blinking beside the display, signaling a problem with the drying function. She simply stared, dumbfounded—without any clothes to wear, how could she possibly go out wrapped in a bath towel? A large bath towel would have been manageable, but before she took a shower, she had checked the storage shelf: the bath towels were only slightly longer than the hand towels, and only marginally wider. That meant, if she wanted to wrap herself, she'd have to use two towels—one to cover the upper part and another to cover the lower section. The towel's width is at most thirty centimeters, barely meeting the requirement for the upper part; to fully enclose the raised buttocks, it would surely be difficult. Qin Feng chuckled from outside: "Chen Teacher, do you need any assistance?" "Hmph! I most certainly don't want your help—your intentions are far from sincere." Chen Yue tucked herself deeper into the bathtub to avoid being seen by the rather dull-looking figures outside. "Please allow me to emphasize—my intentions are absolutely well-meaning," he said with a cheerful smile. "Chen Teacher, you don't want to stay in the bathroom all day, do you? In fact, my girlfriend's clothes—there are quite a few pieces you could wear. As soon as you ask me, I'll bring over two or three right away!" "I won't ask you at all. Even if I step out wearing just a damp robe, I won't ask you." The beautiful teaching assistant spoke with firm determination. Qin Feng shrugged. "Alright, then—don't regret it!" With that, he turned and walked away. Once the people inside had become aware of his presence, he would no longer be able to gain any advantage from his position. Chen Yue confirmed that there was no one outside the door, then carefully stood up from the bathtub and walked over to the washing machine, opening the lid. Although the clothes had completed the spin cycle, they were still damp. If it were summer, even hung in the room for just one hour, they would be completely dry; but now, in late autumn, it would take five or six hours. Was she really staying tucked away in the bathroom all this time? That was clearly a joke. With cautious hesitation, she hid at the doorway and called out, "Qin Feng, would you mind fetching me two sets of clothes? I'd really appreciate it!" No response. She had to try again, speaking with a voice noticeably louder than before, "Alright, I'm really asking you now—please, will you do it?" "Earlier you asked me to do it, yet you refused—now you're finally showing deference, but it's too late," Qin Feng's voice came from the second floor. "However, considering how well we know each other, I'll fetch you one set—just as long as you kiss me. If you agree, I'll bring it right over!" "You're dreaming," Chen Beijie got furious. "Don't be so absolute. I'm telling you to think carefully. If you don't agree now, next time you want me to do something, it won't just be a kiss this time—haha!" Chen Yue waved her small fist several times, silently reminding herself to remain patient and composed. Taking a deep breath, she said, "Alright, I'll agree. But you have to promise me—you mustn't do anything bad to me. Make a vow!" Qin, the young nobleman, smiled warmly and said, "I swear I won't do anything bad to you!" As soon as he finished speaking, he had already reached the bathroom door. Through the frosted glass, Chen Yue could just make out Qin Feng holding a bundle of clothes in his hands. Only then did she feel at ease and open the door, peering out with just her head, her body tucked snugly against the wall to avoid any accidental exposure. Qin Da propped his head forward and used the hand not holding his garment to point at his own mouth: "Kiss here, and don't rush—even if it's not a wet kiss, it has to last at least half a minute!" "Half a minute isn't even a wet kiss," Chen Yue had no choice but to pout, her fresh red lips pressing against his large ones. She reached for the towel, wiped the water from her body clean, then picked up her clothes to put them on—only to suddenly widen her eyes and shout, "Qin Feng, you're so out of it! Why give me a men's shirt?" "Ha ha, how could I possibly take your clothes and give them to you without first asking your permission?" Qin Feng's slightly condescending voice carried over. "This shirt is brand new—I've never worn it before—and it's a large size. Once you wear it, you'll have both the top and the skirt. Oh, and would you like the pair of underwear I have for you?" "No thanks, you're so out of it," she said, angrily pulling out the damp underwear from the washer and slipping it on in just a few quick movements, then began dressing in the shirt. For her, the shirt was indeed a large size—the hem neatly covered her full, firm buttocks, and as long as she didn't make any sudden movements, she wouldn't have to worry about it slipping. The damp underwear clinging to her body was absolutely uncomfortable. She wrapped herself in a dry bath towel and then stepped out of the bathroom barefoot. Hmph... Qin Feng wasn't in the living room. She exhaled in relief. Creak... The front door opened with a crisp sound, and two elegant women stepped inside. Mei Hui and Fang Fang had just finished work, still holding the evening groceries they'd bought at the supermarket outside. When their eyes met the woman standing there, barefoot and wearing a man's shirt, they were instantly startled. Chen Yue was equally surprised. She had seen Shu Ya Jing before, but didn't know that, besides the police officer, Qin Feng also had another girlfriend—someone who lived with him. "Miss Mei, do you think we've gone to the wrong door?" Fang Fang asked. "How could we have? Our keys wouldn't open another household's door," Mei Hui replied. They were still prepared for the unexpected beauty appearing at their home. Mei Hui immediately smiled and said, "Was it Xiao Feng who brought you over? Then from now on, we're family. I'm Mei Hui, this one is Fang Fang. What's your name, sister?" Since everyone was dressed at home, Mei Hui had every reason to believe that the newcomer was a new member of the Qin family, so she warmly welcomed them as one big family. Chen Yue still hadn't quite recovered, and instinctively replied, "My name is Chen Yue. I'm a teacher at Pingda. Are all of you his women? Oh, by the way, do you all know Cai Wei? I'm actually her teacher."