Banana Panic

In the photo, Huaixu was dressed in pure white, his head slightly bowed as he played the guqin, his expression focused and solemn. The delicate contours of his profile were perfectly outlined, accentuating his bright, handsome features—so flawless he seemed like a painting come to life. His fair skin, illuminated by the stage lights, seemed to glow radiantly, forming a striking contrast with his thick, dark lashes. His lips, tinted with a soft pink balm, resembled the tender sweetness of a ripe peach, and the faint upward curve of his mouth made it impossible not to be drawn into the enchanting musical world alongside him. But what captivated the viewer wasn’t just Huaixu’s face—it was also his hands on the strings. His hands were extraordinarily beautiful—slender fingers, straight and elegant, with perfectly trimmed oval nails. The veins on the back of his hands faintly surfaced with each movement, and under the stage lights, his skin looked as smooth and white as jade, even the joint...

Ji Yanli lay on his side on the bed. If one didn’t look closely, they wouldn’t notice his hand tightly clutching his abdomen or the faint furrow between his brows. Su Yu took a deep breath, turned around, and flipped the man onto his back. In this state, Ji Yanli was surprisingly docile, completely at his mercy. He pulled off Ji Yanli’s shoes and tossed them aside, then casually threw the blanket over him. Once that was done, Su Yu pulled out his phone, opened the browser, and typed:  How to make hangover soup. He had always lived a pampered life—anything he needed could be solved with money. He never imagined his first time cooking would be for his mortal enemy. The browser was efficient, instantly displaying numerous recipes. Su Yu clicked the first one and left the room. He had never been to Ji Yanli’s house before, but fortunately, the layout was simple and open. He spotted the kitchen almost immediately. The question was whether the fridge had the necessary ingredients. The ki...

  “Really?”  Qin Chengyu’s expression softened.  He reached out to gently caress Nian Jinsui’s cheek.  “Suisui, will you really stay by my side forever?” Nian Jinsui hesitated slightly.  Right now, Qin Chengyu’s emotions were extremely unstable—borderline insane, to be honest.  He was so dependent on him.  What if he left again and Qin Chengyu went full villain like in the novel—destroying everything and spiraling down a dark path? That wasn’t something he wanted to see. He was definitely going to stay by Qin Chengyu’s side for the short term.  But forever ? That word was heavy, just like “marriage.”  Before, he could still casually claim they were just roommates, but now things were different. Qin Chengyu liked him.  But what about him?  Did he like Qin Chengyu?  Was he willing to truly become a couple with him?  Live together for the rest of their lives? Nian Jinsui still didn’t have an answer.  He definitely had fe...