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【Qingran】: Hmm.

Please reply with a few more words, Ranjiang, I'm scared.

[Qingran]: I want to save money.

[Qingran]: Lin Mo, how much is the family's weekly living expenses?

[Mo]: Five hundred yuan.

[Qingran]: Then there's only fifty yuan left at home this week.

Seeing this, Lin Mo vaguely understood the girl's thoughts—a rather heavy-hearted idea...

What does it mean when a girl tells you that she wants to be frugal and manage her household finances?

Of course, she wants to entrust herself to you.

[Mo]: Let's go shopping tomorrow, I'll take you to the supermarket.

[Qingran poked your oregano and said okay.]

Learning something new and applying it immediately is an example of this.

[Qingran]: Lin Mo, are you tired today?

Lin Mo knew that the girl was asking him about his sudden disappearance that morning.

But instead of asking what happened, she simply confided in him about the day's trivialities, seemingly offering unintentional concern before subtly inquiring if he was tired...

It warmed my stomach, Ranjiang.

[Mo]: I was quite tired, but thinking about seeing you tomorrow makes me not tired at all.

The girl didn't reply to the message for a long time.

Lin Mo turned off his phone and realized he had unknowingly reached a fork in the road. To the left was Li Qingran and his house, and to the right was Jiang Wanfeng and his house.

He was momentarily bewildered.

You're starting to doubt your actions... whether you were able to save them while also giving them equal care...

The dog's intelligence popped up, showing him 'his' intelligence for the first time.

Fuck you! You've corrupted my Daoist heart!

Lin Mo spat.

I have my doubts. Next time we get two more people together for a mahjong game, there are never two or three players involved.

Anyway... a harmonious family brings prosperity, and staying home all the time is never a bad thing.

With that in mind, Lin Mo decided to chat with Ran Jiang while heading towards Feng Bao's spawn point.

How about we distribute the rain and dew equally?

...

Back home, Lin Mo happily took out his phone and tricked Ran Jiang into showing him a picture of her legs.

"Lin Mo... what are you looking at and laughing so happily?"

Jiang Wanfeng stood in the familiar spot where the washing machine was, choosing to strike first.

"Oh, I came across a short video. A kid wet the bed and then secretly took the sheets to wash. As a result, the urine was so yellow that it stained the clothes in the washing machine yellow as well."

"I'm dying of laughter." Lin Mo looked at Feng Feng, whose little face was serious and cold.

This girl's quite the actress; she's got that "post-coital" air about her, huh?

Fengbao, you better not get caught by me, or I'll really have to control you.

"What's so funny?" Jiang Wanfeng pouted, casually smoothing her hair to cover her earlobes, which were already blushing pink.

"Hmph, what a low sense of humor."

Oh no, oh no, oh no, he saw through me... I actually washed his clothes with this sheet... without adding detergent...

[I don't think so, there shouldn't be any smell... if there is, it'll smell nice, he got off easy.]

[I guess I'll just add laundry detergent to get rid of the smell... It wouldn't be good if it got exposed...]

Pop-up ads popped up everywhere, and Lin Mo controlled himself to avoid making a face like an "old man on the subway looking at his phone."

Preserving the original flavor, huh? That's interesting.

Fengbao, did you used to hang out in the riverbank area? Look at the sign.

Lin Mokun couldn't laugh anymore. The ways Jiang Wanfeng and Li Qingran made him lose his smile were completely different.

But the results were all significant.

"What's with that look...?" the girl said guiltily, picking up a bottle of laundry detergent.

"It's nothing, you just look a bit tired lately."

"...Studying is tiring, and then there's practicing cooking...and I still have to wash your blankets and clothes, you lazy pig...It's normal to look haggard..." Jiang Wanfeng muttered softly, trying to console herself.

It's best if it's greasy.

"Oh, take care of yourself." Lin Mo didn't try to break the ice between them.

"I can do it."

Jiang Wanfeng proudly raised her chin, seemingly smug about narrowly escaping disaster, her little feet bobbing happily.

He's becoming more and more concerned about me.

what?

Is our relationship being repaired...?

I want to apologize to him; I shouldn't have been so willful before...

But I can't control myself... My body and mind are both acting so strangely.

I never disliked him... it's just that, when I was little, I thought that was what it meant to be friends with him...

If it weren't for him...Watashi...

Hmm... you're even using Japanese now, Jiang Wanfeng. You must have studied a lot.

Or perhaps his concern was just a polite gesture.

Is he becoming more distant from me?

This kind of thing...

Fengbao still increased the intensity for him.

Lin Mo sighed, went to the bathroom, stripped naked, turned on the shower, and tried to clear his head.

The girl's inner thoughts meant that his plan to subtly correct Jiang Wanfeng had failed.

Thinking about what I can do... The reward I was just given, "self-discipline," does that mean I can learn anything quickly if I want to...?

Related to muscle memory...

Suddenly, the phone screen on the side of the sink lit up.

A pop-up ad reads, "Feeling weak? A traditional Chinese medicine doctor teaches you how to massage and set your bones!"

Lin Mo's eyes lit up.

Technique is also a form of muscle memory.

...

After half an hour,

"Aaaaaah, Lin Mo, you're going to die! Where did you learn massage from?!"

"Something's...something's weird..."

The girl was pinned to the sofa, letting out soft moans of both shyness and delight.

"Yongquan acupoint!" Lin Mo replicated the technique he had learned from the old Chinese medicine doctor with robotic precision.

"Ahhhhhh!"

"No! I'm not haggard anymore, I've recovered!" Jiang Wanfeng buried her head in the cushion, kicking him playfully with her little feet.

"You don't need a massage anymore!"

"Are you feeling better now?" Lin Mo stopped.

"Hmm..." The girl shakily got up, grabbed several cushions and hugged them to her chest. Her originally porcelain-white skin was now burning red. "You...when did you learn that?"

"It's actually quite presentable..."

"My feet are numb right now."

“From the day you fell asleep on the sofa,” Lin Mo lied, “I saw how tired you were, so I learned a little something online.”

"Eek..." Upon hearing this, the girl's shyness seemed to reach its peak, emitting a sound effect reminiscent of a steampunk princess from anime.

"Let me tell you... from now on you're only allowed to massage me... my mother is a surgeon, your technique is very dangerous!"

"Well... no one but me can stand it, anyway, that's it..."

"It was originally prepared just for you," Lin Mo added.

"..."

"Thank you..." she whispered.

The cycad is blooming.

"It's okay, we can talk when you're tired. I'd enjoy giving you a massage too."

"Oh okay... Ah?" The girl's eyes widened in disbelief.

Then, she saw Lin Mo sniff his hand.

The aloof, unattainable beauty in her classmates' eyes, embarrassed and annoyed, disregarded her image and threw a cushion at him.

"You're a pervert! What?! You...it's disgusting..."

"..."

Lin Mo slipped into the room, closed the door, and counted down from three.

Appear! A voice that defies the heavens!

So, his concern had always been there...?

[What's with all the talk about whether it's enjoyable or not... this is awful...]

[Jiang Wanfeng, you need to change too... Just being able to bake cakes isn't enough... You also need to become gentler, more adorable... and... more self-disciplined, you can't do bad things anymore...]

Once a week

[Fine, once every three days]

Hmm... maybe two days.

[If I look weak, I can trick him into giving me a massage... No, no, I can't think like that...]

Jiang Wanfeng, you need to be self-disciplined!! Start now!

It ends here abruptly, as if they've really made up their minds?

Leaving aside Jiang Wanfeng's self-discipline for now,

It has to be said that his self-discipline is quite remarkable, with a hundredfold efficiency. How could he not practice anything quickly?

Lin Mo had just relaxed and picked up his phone, intending to have a long phone call with Li Qingran.

A gust of wind blows outside the window,

Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine.

[Special intelligence target: Jiang Wanfeng]