Andrew and Scarlett woke up early, since all night Andrew has done the tiring activity.

The two slept through their afternoon nap until almost evening before finally stirring awake, feeling pleasantly numb.

When the two emerged from the tent, Lucy and the others, who had been wandering around Carefree Manor, had already returned from their excursions and were preparing to go to the manor’s central restaurant for dinner.

After all, eating barbecue constantly was bound to get tiresome.

Scarlett’s clothes had gotten dirty while catching crabs at noon, so she rented a bicycle to go alone to the parking lot to change. She had brought a dress along, just in case.

Andrew followed the main group to the restaurant. He hadn’t fully woken up yet; sleeping so long in the afternoon had left his head feeling groggy.

"Andrew, what is that red spot on your face?" Lucy suddenly noticed a faint red dot on the right cheek of Andrew’s face.

"What red spot?"

"Just use your phone to take a picture and you’ll see."

"Let me see."

Andrew took out his phone and used the selfie function. He found there was indeed a red dot. He quickly understood what it was, but tried to hide it.

"Maybe it’s a mosquito bite? There are quite a few mosquitoes out here in this big open area."

"Is this a mosquito welt?"

Lucy didn’t think it looked like one, as it hadn’t formed a raised welt, which made it seem less like a mosquito bite, and more like...

As she thought, Lucy’s face suddenly broke into a wide smile.

"What are you smiling about?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Lucy denied it while smiling, which left Andrew somewhat speechless.

"If it’s nothing, why are you laughing?"

"I just thought of something happy. Uh... my cousin is having a baby."

"..."

Andrew thought, Why don’t you just say your grandmother is getting married?

However, he couldn’t be bothered to press further. He wasn’t the type of person to dig for answers; if the other party didn’t want to say, then so be it.

It was just that Lucy kept suppressing her laughter, making it hard for him to remain composed.

This was clearly a ’hickey’ left behind after a passionate kiss or sex.

Lucy kept wanting to laugh because she thought Andrew didn’t even realize he had been kissed.

But since Scarlett wasn’t telling Andrew, she wouldn’t say anything either.

Thinking about it, Lucy suddenly wondered, ’Is Professor Scarlett a little manipulative? Does she enjoy teasing Andrew?’

Wow, then Andrew is quite pitiful, being toyed with in the palm of Professor Scarlett’s hand.

’Wait, that’s not right. I think Andrew probably enjoys being toyed with. He’s so good at tricking people; he shouldn’t be that dense.’

Andrew and Lucy waited at the entrance for Scarlett to return after changing into her dress before they entered the restaurant.

The restaurant at Carefree Manor was grand and lively, with a magnificent hall and a beautiful back garden that could even be used for weddings.

The people who entered, just like Lucy, looked around everywhere, unable to suppress their exclamations of awe.

Andrew also looked around but wasn’t overly surprised. He had been to the Grand Hotel in Brooklyn City, and compared to that, the Carefree Manor restaurant seemed rather ordinary.

As for Scarlett, she barely glanced around and walked on placidly.

Upon seeing the large stage at the entrance on the first floor, extending to the red carpet and colorful rings in the back garden, Lucy couldn’t help but ask Andrew, "If you marry Professor Scarlett in the future, why don’t you hold the wedding here?"

"Hmm..."

When Lucy asked, Andrew couldn’t help but imagine Professor Scarlett wearing a wedding dress and walking down the red carpet with him.

But after thinking about it, he shook his head, "It’s a bit lackluster."

How could a mere manor wedding be worthy of his Professor Scarlett!

"Is this lackluster?"

Lucy thought, As expected of Young Master Xia.

Scarlett listened, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

The group’s dinner was not unified; everyone solved it themselves at the restaurant. There was a buffet and a bar here.

Andrew didn’t have much appetite, so he only ate some pasta. Scarlett ate a little, found the taste rather average, and didn’t eat much either, spending the time wandering around with Andrew.

It wasn’t until they reached the bar that Scarlett sat down.

"What would you two like to drink?" the bar attendant asked them.

"A Highball," Scarlett said flatly.

This was a mixed drink of whiskey and soda water, with a relatively high alcohol content.

Scarlett often drank in the past, and her tolerance had steadily improved. Low-proof alcohol turned into juice in her mouth.

"Certainly. And what would the Handsome Guy like to drink?"

When faced with the attendant’s question, Andrew was momentarily awkward.

He had never been to a bar and didn’t drink much, so he had no idea what to order.

Seeing his hesitation, Scarlett decided for him directly, "Get him an orange juice."

Good heavens! Did she really take him for a child? Drinking orange juice at a bar was too embarrassing.

"No, no, no. Let’s have the same thing.", Andrew quickly told the attendant.

The attendant laughed upon hearing this, "Why don’t you listen to your elder sister? What your elder sister ordered is a whiskey mix, it’s quite strong."

Scarlett quickly realized Andrew’s little thought and changed her order to the attendant, "Then get him a cocktail."

"Understood."

While the attendant was mixing the drinks, Andrew leaned close to Scarlett and whispered, "Scar, I can drink. There’s no need to treat me like a child."

Scarlett raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at Andrew, "Can drink meaning you can get drunk after two bottles of beer?"

"Uh..."

Andrew was momentarily struck dumb.

"Also, calling me ’elder sister’ in this restaurant, people will think I’m actually your elder sister."

"Oh."

Before long, the two drinks were served.

Andrew’s cocktail was actually not much different from a soft drink.

Scarlett’s Highball contained a large ice sphere; Andrew felt cold just looking at it.

"Elder sister, drinking something cold will give you a stomach ache."

"It’s fine. Anyway, my period for this month is over."

Hearing this, he asked, "It means you can get pregnant."

Scarlett thought for a moment and nodded.

Hearing this, he became quiet, the two sat together to rest. The bar became increasingly crowded. As the alcohol started to take effect, a blush began to spread across Scarlett’s cheeks, making her look rosy and even more captivating under the dim lights of the bar.

Scarlett was still quite sober and was getting a little hungry, planning to finish the remaining half of her drink.

But Andrew felt that wouldn’t do. Drinking so much ice-cold liquor at once would definitely give Professor Scarlett an upset stomach tomorrow.

"Scar, wait for me here for a moment. I’ll go get you something to eat."

Since the area was very crowded, it was inconvenient for the two to squeeze through together, so Scarlett agreed.

Andrew returned to the buffet to get some pastries. When he returned near the bar, he saw Scarlett had already finished her drink and was standing up.

There was a drunken man in front of her, seemingly trying to flirt with Scarlett.

"Damn it! How dare he have designs on my Scarlett!"

Andrew was about to go over and deal with the man.

At that moment, Scarlett had already issued a cold warning, or perhaps a final ultimatum, to the man in front of her.

"Scram."

But this man, whether genuinely drunk, truly a reckless ruffian, or a combination of both, ignored Scarlett’s warning.

He still attempted to harass Scarlett, "Beautiful lady, have a drink with me, my treat."

Just as Andrew was rushing over, he saw Scarlett deliver a powerful kick to the man, sending him flying several meters away. The immense pain caused the man to only be able to let out agonizing groans while curled up on the ground.

The few onlookers nearby instinctively clutched their crotches and gasped in shock: "Hiss~~~"

Even Andrew frowned, unable to bear watching.

Professor Scarlett is amazing; she even gave that thug a full-body pain sex reassignment surgery.

To prevent this hooligan and his few ruffian friends from causing trouble, Andrew took a few photos to keep evidence of the scene, and then prepared to call the police.

However, he was stopped by the manor staff who rushed over. They were business owners, and having police cars show up would affect their business to some extent.

Only after the staff guaranteed that they would not bother or harass Andrew and Scarlett did the two leave the bar counter.

But the gossip spread incredibly fast. When they left the restaurant and gathered, the others had already learned about the incident.

They didn’t dare to ask Scarlett, so they came to ask Andrew if it was true or false.

"Damn! Professor Scarlett is so fierce, she kicked him flying with one kick?"

"How come I feel like that local thug got off easy? Being kicked by Professor Scarlett sounds pretty satisfying."

"What? Do you want to get a full gender reassignment surgery too?"

"Forget it, forget it then."

—

The group chatted and joked around. After Andrew and Lucy confirmed everyone was present, they all returned to the campsite to prepare for rest.

Only Scarlett remained silent after leaving the restaurant. She sat alone by her tent, watching Andrew and the others.

After counting everyone, Andrew returned to Scarlett’s side. Seeing her state, he quickly asked, "Scar, what’s wrong? Did that hooligan do anything to you just now?"

Scarlett shook her head, "No."

Her complexion seemed even redder, resembling someone who was drunk.

"Then why are you just sitting here?"

"Waiting for you to come back," Scarlett said lightly.

This statement stunned Andrew for a moment, then he laughed happily, "I’m back now, let’s go to sleep."

"Mm." Scarlett responded softly.

Andrew felt that Scarlett was slightly tipsy. Her mind was still clear, but her reactions were beginning to become a bit sluggish.

Since he already fucked her previous night, he was not in mood to do it again. Both of them crawled into their bedding.

The sounds of the others outside playing Truth or Dare occasionally drifted into their ears. After a while, it turned into midnight, and gradually, the noise faded away, as if the world had been muted.

Even the rustling sound Andrew made when he turned over became incredibly clear.

Having slept for the entire afternoon, he now had no sleepiness at all and couldn’t fall asleep.

After turning over again, Andrew quietly slipped out of his sleeping bag, put on his shoes, and walked out of the tent.

He brought a cushion and sat down by the pond with his knees bent, looking up at the clear night sky.

A full moon hung high, and the silver moonlight sprinkled onto the pond, as if coating it with a layer of sacred radiance.

Shimmering stars dotted the black night sky, like an artist’s brushstrokes, adorning the calm surface of the pond, reflecting a perfect night sky painting.

Suddenly, a beautiful silhouette joined the beautiful painting, appearing in the reflection on the pond.

Scarlett had also left the tent at some point and arrived by the pond.

Andrew scooted over a bit to make room for Scarlett and asked softly, "Scar, can’t you sleep either?"

"Mm."

Scarlett sat down as well, close to Andrew: "I’m a bit dizzy from the alcohol, but I still can’t sleep."

She tilted her head up to gaze at the night sky, and the stars were reflected in her clear, bright eyes.

"Scar, do you like watching the stars too?"

"Mm, when I was little, my mom and I often stayed at my grandmother’s house. At night, my mom would accompany me to count the stars together in the yard."

"How about I accompany Scar to count the stars now?" Andrew said with a smile.

Scarlett smiled upon hearing this, "Silly boy, I knew stars were countless when I was six. Don’t you know that yet?"

"If we can’t finish counting in one night, I’ll accompany Scar to keep counting tomorrow night. If we still can’t finish, we’ll keep counting until we’re old, maybe then we’ll finish," Andrew joked with a smile.

This made Scarlett lightly tap his head, "Sly fox, always so slick with your words. You even try to slack off during our morning runs."

"Morning runs are too tiring, counting stars isn’t tiring."

"Lazybones." Scarlett laughingly scolded Andrew and pinched his cheek playfully, pretending to be angry.

Andrew said nothing, just stared straight at Scarlett.

"Hm? Why are you staring at me?" Scarlett asked with confusion.

"Because Scar’s cheeks are rosy and very beautiful."

Andrew’s sudden compliment made Scarlett shy, and she turned her head, her face seeming to redden even more.

After a moment of silence, she quietly asked Andrew, "Why have you suddenly started complimenting me so directly?"

"Scar is just beautiful, why should I beat around the bush?"

Scarlett’s face grew redder, but the corners of her mouth curved up slightly, ’Her little lips are so sweet.’

Scarlett raised her head again, looked at Andrew, and asked with a smile, "You’ve been looking for so long, haven’t you seen enough yet?"

"No, I can never see enough."

"Then how about I let you look for a lifetime?"

"Maybe... a lifetime won’t be enough."

Scarlett laughed happily and did not reply further.

Under the tranquil night sky, the two looked at each other, neither speaking again. The reflection of each other could be seen in both their eyes.

Gradually, their faces began to slowly draw closer, feeling the warm breath each exhaled. Andrew’s face also started to blush slightly, as if he, too, were drunk.

Their hands slowly wrapped around each other’s waists until they met, yet the distance between them continued to slowly close.

Until that warm and soft sensation spread throughout both their bodies...

And after what happened, no need to guess.