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Listening Rain Pavilion.
This was the best-located garden residence in Hangzhou city, backed by Lonely Hill and facing West Lake. The garden featured pavilions, terraces, rockeries, and flowing water, all complete. It had cost Gu Liufeng a hefty thirty thousand taels of silver.
After purchasing this residence, Gu Liufeng officially began an enviable, infuriating life as a "landlord baron."
Early morning, the scent of cooking from the kitchen.
"Gu Liufeng! You lazy pig! The sun's already on your butt, yet you're still not up!"
A cute, angry shout broke the morning's tranquility.
Huang Rong, wearing a goose-yellow apron and holding a spatula, stormed into the bedroom, puffing out her cheeks.
Since settling in, this girl's culinary talent had fully awakened, and she had taken over preparing all three meals a day. Although she'd grumble, "This young lady isn't serving you!", her little dimples would never disappear whenever she saw Gu Liufeng finish every last bite.
"Rong'er, ah..."
Gu Liufeng groggily poked his head out from under the covers, looking at the pretty little chef in front of him, and smirked:
"Such a temper so early in the morning? Is it because you missed me so much you couldn't sleep?"
"Pah! Who misses you!"
Huang Rong's small face flushed. She raised the spatula, pretending to hit him:
"I'm here to call you for breakfast! Today's crab roe soup dumplings won't taste good if they get cold!"
"Alright, alright, listening to the mistress of the house."
Gu Liufeng reached out, and, catching her off guard, grabbed Huang Rong's wrist that held the spatula, exerting a slight pull.
"Ow!"
Huang Rong yelped in surprise, losing her balance and falling directly to the edge of the bed.
Their eyes met, their noses almost touching.
Huang Rong looked at the handsome face so close to her, her heart skipped a beat, and her previously arrogant demeanor instantly turned into shy panic.
"You... what are you doing! Let go of me now!"
[Ding! Intimate interaction (morning teasing) with the stunning heroine Huang Rong, causing her heart to race and emotions to turn to shy indignation.]
Gu Liufeng contentedly let go, listening to the pleasant notification sound, and chuckled:
"As you command, I'm getting up now."
Watching Huang Rong flee in embarrassment, Gu Liufeng was in a great mood.
A thousand points just like that.
He used to think earning money was hard, but now he realized that as long as one was thick-skinned enough, these Story Points were practically blown in by the wind!
After lunch, Gu Liufeng lay in a lakeside pavilion, digesting his meal.
Jing Ni had changed into a loose, pale purple dress and was kneeling by his side, intently focused on... massaging his legs.
As a former killer of the Luo Net, she knew the human body's acupoints like the back of her hand. Her massage technique, with its moderate strength, was incredibly invigorating, hundreds of times better than even professional masseuses.
"Young Master, is this pressure alright?"
Jing Ni looked up, her usually cold eyes now only showing compliance.
"Mmm, good, a little higher." Gu Liufeng said, enjoying it with his eyes closed.
Jing Ni moved as instructed. When her fingertips touched his inner thigh, her movements subtly paused, and a barely noticeable blush appeared on her pale cheeks, but she continued to obediently massage.
This strong sense of contrast—a heavenly killer who wouldn't bat an eye outside, yet such a gentle and obedient personal maid inside—greatly satisfied Gu Liufeng's desire for conquest.
Late at night, all was silent.
"Your recovery has been quite good these past few days."
Gu Liufeng put away the last silver needle, looking at Jing Ni, who lay sprawled on the brocade couch, glistening with fragrant sweat.
After these few treatments, Jing Ni's back skin became even more crystal clear. The pathological pallor had completely vanished, replaced by a healthy rosiness.
"Thank you, Young Master."
Jing Ni pulled up the quilt to cover her exposed form, then turned around, her misty eyes looking at Gu Liufeng. Within them lay deep gratitude, and a trace of... affection that had blossomed during these many nights of skin-to-skin contact.
"No need for thanks."
Gu Liufeng reached out to smooth her sweat-dampened hair at the temples, his finger intentionally or unintentionally tracing her burning cheek:
"I told you, I'll be collecting interest."
Jing Ni's body trembled slightly. She didn't avoid his touch; instead, she tilted her head slightly, like a cat seeking its owner's caress, rubbing against Gu Liufeng's palm.
"If Young Master desires... Jing Ni is ready anytime."
Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum, yet it carried a desperate courage.
[Ding! Successfully detoxified and treated the stunning heroine Jing Ni's injuries, greatly deepening emotions, causing intense physical and mental fluctuations.]
Gu Liufeng's Adam's apple bobbed.
Looking at this enticing scene, he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fire in his heart.
Now was not the time.
Jing Ni's poison was not fully purged, and her vitality was not yet restored. If they were to truly engage in passion now, it might damage her foundation.
"Good girl, get some good sleep."
Gu Liufeng placed a light kiss on her forehead, helping her tuck in the corner of the quilt:
"Once you're completely well, we'll settle this account, principal and interest, all at once."