The rent collector became stronger, and he took in a young, energetic woman every day.

Chapter 35 Two nights of preparing to "steal Chen Mo's" spiritual younger sister!

After washing for a few minutes, Xiaorou looked up at Chen Mo, her hands still moving, and asked softly.

"Brother Mo, how's the force?"

Xiao Lu also asked a question, her ponytail sliding from her shoulder to her chest as she lowered her head.

"Am I pressing too hard?"

Chen Mo opened his eyes, looked at the serious girls in front of him, and smiled slightly.

"Well enough."

He didn't say anything more.

Actually, the techniques of these girls were still a bit immature. Some were too weak, some didn't find the right spot, and some had inconsistent rhythms.

But the fact that they have the intention is already very good.

In this world, someone who is willing to bend down to wash your feet, bend down to massage your shoulders, and squat beside you to hold your hands and massage each one of them is more valuable than any professional massage.

Upon hearing the words "not bad," the girls exchanged glances and worked even harder.

The only sounds in the living room were the girls' quickened breathing and the occasional low groan from deep in Chen Mo's throat.

A night breeze drifted in through the half-open window, lifting a corner of the gauze curtain.

The warm lighting and the misty air made the girls' hair shimmer with a soft sheen.

After pressing for another ten minutes or so, Chen Mo felt like he was about to fall asleep.

It felt so good, words can't describe the feeling.

It's not just about physical relaxation, but also about psychological satisfaction.

The feeling of being massaged by six beautiful young women at the same time is indescribable.

No man could resist it.

Especially that almost overflowing desire to conquer, which gives people a feeling of elation.

Chen Mo looked down and saw that Xiao Rou and Xiao Lu's hands had moved from his ankles to his calves, and were about to go up to his knees.

He gently patted the armrest of the sofa.

"Okay, that's enough. It's getting late, time to rest."

Several girls looked up at the same time, and stopped what they were doing.

The little deer pouted, her ponytail swaying behind her head, clearly still wanting more.

Xiao Rou paused, her fingers still resting on Chen Mo's calf, lingering there, her eyes filled with a hint of reluctance.

The other girls also stopped, their faces showing a hint of lingering satisfaction.

But they still nodded obediently.

"Okay, Brother Mo."

Their voices were uniform and obedient, like a group of well-trained little animals.

Their every word and action showed their obedience; they obeyed Chen Mo's every word without question, being as obedient as could be.

To be honest, this obedience brought Chen Mo a great sense of satisfaction.

He felt like an ancient landlord, able to order these spirited young women around like maids, and they did so without complaint, willingly and without complaint.

However, he wouldn't boss them around; these actions were all things they did voluntarily.

In this respect, Chen Mo felt that he was more than one level above those so-called ancient landlords.

Chen Mo stood up from the sofa and stretched his shoulders, which had become sore from the massage.

"Go to bed early, don't stay up late."

The girls nodded in unison and replied with a chorus of "Goodnight."

Chen Mo turned and walked towards his bedroom, pushed open the door, and went inside.

In the corridor, the girls exchanged glances and then dispersed.

Xiao Rou, Xiao Lu, and Sister Nan entered the first bedroom on the right side of the corridor, while Coco, Tian Tian, ​​and Xiao Ning entered the second bedroom.

The living room lights were turned off, and the hallway lights were also turned off, plunging the entire house into darkness.

Only the moonlight filtering through the window painted a silvery-white patch on the floor.

It was 10 p.m.

Xiao Rou lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open.

To her left was a fawn, which was asleep with its mouth slightly open and its breathing even and long.

To her right was Sister Nan, who was lying on her side facing the wall, motionless, and it was unclear whether she was asleep.

Xiao Rou pursed her lips, slowly turned her head, looked at Xiao Lu, and then at Sister Nan.

Both of them were breathing steadily, showing no signs of waking up.

She gently lifted a corner of the blanket, her movements as slow as a slow-motion scene in a movie, and the blanket slipped off her body without making a sound.

Barefoot on the floor, the icy touch traveled up from the soles of her feet. She wasn't wearing slippers; her bare feet trod on the cold tiles as she walked step by step toward the door.

She hadn't actually fallen asleep at all.

From the moment she lay down, her mind was filled with Chen Mo's image.

The way he plays the piano in the restaurant, the way he fights, the way he sits on the sofa with his eyes closed enjoying a massage, the way the corners of his mouth curve slightly.

And his deep voice when he whispered "goodnight".

She had already made this decision during the day.

She is doing it now.

That's right, she was planning to sneak a bite.

Of course, it wasn't to steal food, but to sneak into Chen Mo's room and steal a bite of Brother Mo!

Xiao Rou placed her hand on the doorknob and gently pressed down. The door hinge turned, making a soft creak.

Her body stiffened for a moment, and she glanced back at the bed.

The little deer turned over, mumbled something, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

Sister Nan didn't move.

Xiao Rou breathed a sigh of relief, slipped out of the room, and gently closed the door behind her.

The corridor was pitch black, except for the moonlight streaming in through the window at the end, which illuminated the corridor floor tiles in a grayish-white light.

She walked barefoot on the cold floor tiles, step by step toward the door at the far end of the corridor.

Her heart was beating so fast that she could hear the blood rushing in her ears.

She stood at the door of Chen Mo's room and took a deep breath.

Reach out your hand, gently press down on the doorknob.

The door opened.

There is no lock.

Xiao Rou felt a surge of joy; it seemed that Brother Mo didn't have the habit of locking the door when he slept at night.

She gently pushed the door open, slipped inside, and then gently closed it again.

To avoid making any noise, she didn't lock the door from the inside; she just closed it gently.

The room was dark, the curtains were drawn tightly, and only a sliver of moonlight shone through the very edge, illuminating the bedside table.

Chen Mo lay in bed, the blanket pulled up to his chest, his breathing even and deep, he was sleeping soundly.

Xiao Rou stood at the door, looking at the blurry outline on the bed, pursed her lips, and tiptoed over.

Unbeknownst to her, the door to the first bedroom on the right side of the corridor opened again shortly after she entered.

Coco poked half her head out from the crack in the door, her long flaxen hair draped over her shoulders, gleaming silver-gray in the moonlight.

She glanced around the corridor to make sure no one was there, then walked out barefoot.

Her footsteps were lighter than Xiaorou's, as light as a cat's.

Her destination was clear: she walked to the far end of the corridor and stopped at the door of Chen Mo's room.

Through the crack in the door, she saw a faint ray of light inside.

She looked at the doorknob again.

There is no sign of it being locked.

Coco's lips slowly curled up, revealing a silent smile.

She reached out and gently pressed down on the doorknob.

The door opened...