Charles seemed to miss the implication in her words and sat back naturally. “Miss Elizabeth, is there something you need?”


    “I heard you needed some gel, and I saw how urgent you were, so I brought it over,” Elizabeth said, pulling out a small box from behind her.


    “Thank you, how much do I owe you?”


    Elizabeth pushed the box into Charles’s arms with both hands. “Don’t be so formal, it’s not expensive. Consider it a gift.”


    With that, Elizabeth stepped into the dimly lit room, looking around. “Dear, don’t you usually have someone to keep you company? It must be lonely all by yourself.”


    Before Charles could respond, Elizabeth closed the door behind her and walked over to sit on the bed.


    Seeing her move, Charles’s heart skipped a beat. He glanced at the pairs of eyes under the bed and coughed lightly, walking to the table to put down the box.


    “Please tell me the price, I don’t like owing people.”


    Elizabeth’s lips curled into a smile, a hint of blush on her cheeks, and her eyes were filled with desire. “If that’s the case, then give yourself to me.”


    “What… what?”


    Before Charles could speak, Elizabeth raised a short wooden stick and pointed it at the oil lamp on the table. The lamp exploded, and darkness enveloped the room.


    In the next second, Charles smelled a fragrant breeze, and a soft body pressed against him.


    “Relax, dear. You need to learn to relax, the sea is already too oppressive.”


    Charles’s breathing quickened, and before he could utter a word, something soft in the darkness pressed against his lips.


    Though confused by the situation, Charles realized that if he didn’t respond, it would be unmanly. A fiery passion ignited within him, and he quickly reciprocated.


    The suffocating softness finally pulled away, and rapid breathing sounds filled his ears.


    Just as Charles was about to lose control, a mouse squeak came from under the bed, instantly dousing him with a bucket of cold water, cooling his ardor completely.


    If it had been anything else, he might have ignored it, but there was a crowd of “light bulbs” in the room.


    Charles raised his left hand, and a transparent tentacle quickly wrapped around Elizabeth, pulling her away.


    “Miss Elizabeth, I’m sorry, I’m not convenient today.”


    Her face soured in the darkness, and being rejected so decisively made her doubt her charm.


    Her voice turned cold as she said, “Charles, aren’t you being a bit too much? I’m not inconvenienced, yet you are?”


    Charles took a deep breath and opened the door, letting the corridor light stream in. “I’m truly sorry, I’m really not convenient today.”Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator.


    “At the association, I always help you out, yet you don’t know how to return the favor. You’re really heartless,” Elizabeth said, straightening her disheveled clothes and walking towards the corridor with a flat expression.


    The giant beauty left with one final remark, “You wouldn’t be like the governor and prefer men, would you?”


    Charles couldn’t help but smile bitterly. He had barely made a friend, and now it seemed they would become strangers again, despite her impure motives.


    But Lili was still in the room. Even though she was a mouse, she was essentially an 11-year-old girl.


    In the dark room, Charles found a candle and lit it. After pondering for a moment, he began to speak, “Lili, actually, just now—”


    A voice came from under the bed. “I know what you were doing. My father is a doctor, and he taught me about these things. Mr. Charles, did I get in the way?”


    “Uh…”


    The next morning, Lili, curled up on the pillow, opened her eyes. She was about to say good morning to Mr. Charles but found the bed empty.


    “Jump Jump, is Mr. Charles in the bathroom?”


    A brown rat slipped out through the door crack and quickly scurried back, chirping twice at Lili on the pillow.


    “Did Mr. Charles leave so early? He’s really busy,” Lili said, stretching on the pillow before sitting up.


    She tilted her head, thinking, and then spoke to the rats under the bed, “Let’s go out and play, okay?”


    Hearing the enthusiastic responses below, a smile spread across Lili’s furry face, and she leapt off the bed.


    Ignoring the chorus of screams she set off, Lili led the rats in a mad dash through the streets of the inner island.


    From the rats’ perspective, everything was large and filled with novelty—the screaming ladies in dresses, barking stray dogs, old women waving brooms, and drivers slamming on their brakes. But as hostile glances began to multiply, Lili quickly led the rats into a nearby alley.


    The secluded alley was less crowded than the main streets, and Lili strolled leisurely with the rats.


    “Wow, look at that bread, it’s so big I could sleep in it! Jump Jump, no! That’s someone else’s bread!”


    “And no meat either, you’ll get Mr. Charles into trouble!”


    As Lili wandered aimlessly through the streets, she suddenly spotted a familiar face in the distance—the large man who worked in the turbine room, James. Lili was about to rush over to greet him when she noticed that the usually oil-stained James was now wearing a tight suit and holding a very expensive bouquet of flowers.


    His expression was tense, and the back of his suit was damp with sweat.


    “Come on, let’s follow him悄悄ly and see what he’s up to,” Lili said.


    James weaved through the alleys and eventually stopped in front of a bakery. When a pretty woman in a dress came out, James pulled out a small box and knelt down on one knee, prompting the customers inside the shop to applaud.


    “Wow! A proposal!” Lili exclaimed excitedly.


    As she watched the woman tear up and nod in agreement, embracing James, Lili’s face lit up with a sweet smile. “That’s so nice.”


    After they went into the shop, Lili continued on her way. Suddenly, her stomach rumbled loudly.


    “Since Mr. Charles said I’m his crewmember, he should pay me a salary, then I can buy food for everyone,” Lili said, with the rats chirping in agreement.


    Looking around, she noticed a large clock tower in the distance. “Everyone, it’s not far from my home. Let’s go see my mom and then go back to Mr. Charles for food,” Lili said to the rats, and they all ran off together. This time, Lili was more careful, sticking to secluded corners to avoid startling people.


    Lili and the rats arrived again at the villa, and the rats skillfully stacked themselves to lift the white mouse to a window.


    Lili pressed against the glass, gazing longingly at her family enjoying their meal inside. “Why did Dad come home from work so early today?..”


    Watching them laugh and talk in the house, Lili’s eyes began to moisten.


    She stood at the window until lunch was over and finally saw her mother come out to throw the trash away. Lili quickly hid, watching her mother return to the house with a wistful look.


    Lili then jumped into the trash can, finding the discarded food scraps. She picked up a fish bone and licked the meat off it, and the brown rats swarmed in, quickly clearing away the scraps.


    At that moment, Lili heard the joyful screams of a little girl outside. “Thank you for my birthday present, Mom and Dad! I love you!!”


    Standing amidst the garbage, the white mouse held up the fish bone, trembling, as tears fell from her face.


    “You see, I told you, my mom’s sweet fish soup is really delicious,” Lili said to the rats around her.