Yan Huan picked up the plastic cup, just took a sip of cola, and then saw the category label on the bookshelf,

"Hypnosis/Mind Control"

"Pfft!"

Yan Huan immediately broke into a cold sweat, put down the drink cup, and walked over there right away.

Behind the bookshelf, Ye Shiyu was reaching out her hand, her fingers brushing over various eye-catching titles on the shelf.

Her eyes were focused, clearly, the content on the bookshelf piqued her interest.

Very soon, her finger stopped on a particular book.

Just about to pull it out, Yan Huan's voice came from the side,

"Sister Shiyu?"

"!!"

Ye Shiyu instantly shuddered slightly and stood up straight, standing there just like a soldier.

Then, she slowly turned her stiff neck, looking at Yan Huan beside her.

Seeing him looking at the surrounding works, he asked with confusion,

"Sister Shiyu, do you like... this kind of thing?"

"I don't like it."

This time, Ye Shiyu wasn't at all like a precision and slow mechanical doll.

Instead, she spoke very quickly, and her tone even had obvious fluctuations...

It was clear, she was really anxious.

"..."

Yan Huan blinked, not speaking.

And Ye Shiyu, clutching her skirt, explained with dazed eyes,

"I... I'm encountering this kind of thing for the first time, I really... don't understand it at all... just... wandering around... and ended up here..."

"..."

It's hilarious.

That Ye Shiyu didn't laugh while saying this makes her quite a character.

Yan Huan genuinely thought he was sick.

He didn't know if it was because the modifier had mentally crushed him too much, but he found Ye Shiyu's awkward struggle very amusing at this moment.

Especially seeing her nervous look, flustered tone, and futile struggles...

"I see..."

On the surface, Yan Huan smiled and scratched his face, openly looking around and admitting,

"Don't laugh at me, Sister Shiyu, but actually, I... kind of like reading these..."

Ye Shiyu immediately widened her eyes, her black pupils seemed to emit an excited purple glow.

Even though she still had a calm expression, the disbelief was almost overflowing,

"You also like hypnosis?!"

If so, then I can hypnotize Xiao Huan too...

"Ah? No, I meant... um, other normal genres or something..."

"Ugh..."

Seeing Yan Huan's frightened look, Ye Shiyu realized she'd said something wrong again.

She pressed her lips together, clutching her skirt so tightly it was about to be balled up.

"Xiao Huan... I... misunderstood, I thought you liked these, got scared... this content is just... too..."

"Too weird, right?"

Yan Huan visibly relaxed, adding with a smile.

"..."

It felt like a knife was stabbed into Ye Shiyu's heart.

But she still forced herself to resist the urge to cough up blood and consoled herself.

It's okay, it's okay, it's not like weird was referring to me.

I've already reformed...

Seeing Ye Shiyu's spirit being worn down a bit by her own struggles, Yan Huan, who was well aware of the "Ye Shiyu rules horror story," knew it was time to lift her spirits.

So, he smiled slightly, raised his thumb pointing outside, and asked Ye Shiyu softly,

"Sister Shiyu, would you like to see what I usually like to read?"

"Huh?"

"Uh... it might be a bit strange... sorry, if you don't want to, you can just pretend I..."

"I want to."

Just as Yan Huan was about to turn back, behind him, Ye Shiyu, who was several steps away, grabbed his shoulder in an instant.

Even more ghost-like...

Yan Huan turned back, showing a smile on his face again, putting his hands together as if requesting,

"Please don't tell Aunt Ye that I took you to this kind of place, otherwise she would blame me."

"...Okay."

Actually, my mom has already seen my doings.

Perhaps, in mom's eyes, this stuff of Xiao Huan's is quite innocent.

Seeing Ye Shiyu agree, Yan Huan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, taking her and turning to leave.

Came to...

"Pure Love/Fresh"

Thus, at least stop her from absorbing those kinds of knowledge for now.

You better look at what should be read properly now!

"Sister Shiyu, look..." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Yan Huan withdrew his gaze from the sign, then crouched down, inviting Ye Shiyu like this.

Ye Shiyu glanced at the bookshelf, then swallowed and asked,

"Xiao Huan... you like reading this kind of stuff?"

What, think the taste is too mild?

Ye Shiyu, you, it's like you've eaten too many spicy, heavily seasoned foods and dulled your tongue, making it hard to appreciate the original freshness and healthiness of ingredients, don't you know?

Now's the time to retrain it!

"Mm..."

Yan Huan was about to nod, but then suddenly thought of what he'd done.

Looking at the "Pure Love/Narrative" section above, he showed a somewhat guilty expression and said sheepishly,

"Before... I liked reading it before."

"Really?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Shiyu immediately crouched down, her eyes fixed on Yan Huan, giving him a scare.

No...

Do you... also like such mild tastes?

Is this still you?

"Rea... really?"

Originally, Yan Huan was quite confident, but being stared at like this by Ye Shiyu, he suddenly felt unsure.

So, he turned his head, scanning the bookshelf, planning to pick out a couple of books for her to try.

But upon turning his head, he was almost scared to death.

Because just a glance at his crouching position revealed densely packed titles like "Step-Sister," "Step-Brother" that dazzled him...

The shopkeeper, are you a bit out of your mind?

You call this fresh?!

"..."

Yan Huan dumbfoundedly stared at the books and then turned his head dumbfoundedly to look at Ye Shiyu who was very close to him.

Just as he was about to retreat, Ye Shiyu suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Slap!"

Her hand was icy cold, yet soft and boneless.

As soon as it touched Yan Huan's hand, it seemed to suck away all his body warmth.

"Xiao Huan..."

Amidst the chill, Ye Shiyu suddenly spoke.