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It has a slightly astringent taste.

"It's pink, the same color as my tongue." Lin Mo thought Ran Bao's expression was a bit alluring, especially so late at night.

Does it look delicious?

"..."

Lin Mo vaguely guessed what she was going to say next.

"Want to eat?"

Sure enough, but I won't fall for your tricks, Ranbao.

There's only one lollipop left, I can't have any more.

So what, Ranjiang? Do you think I'm still the same person I used to be? Do you think I'll be so easily manipulated? No, I'm the kind of man who can make Jiang Wanfeng submit and Hu Yu'en shed tears!

Wadashi, oh reva...

"Then, will you eat what's on my tongue?"

"..."

Lin Mo chose to open a chocolate egg and use it to shut Ran Bao up.

"Well..."

With her mouth stuffed with chocolate, Li Qingran chewed and swallowed it, staring at him blankly for a moment before speaking again...

"Lin Mo, what color is it now... Waaah."

This time, Lin Mo chose a steamed bun that wouldn't fade. He bought it on the street from an old man who sold steamed buns on a bicycle with a styrofoam box on his back—you rarely see those anymore.

When Li Qingran saw the steamed buns, she stared at them intently, wanting to eat them. The old man was embarrassed and offered her a steamed bun, so Lin Mo simply bought a whole bag of them.

"Lin Mo, don't you like it?"

"You can't eat it now." Lin Mo didn't dare to say she liked it directly, afraid that Ran Jiang might have some other tricks up her sleeve.

"When can we eat?" Li Qingran asked, holding a steamed bun in one hand and a sugar-free lollipop in the other.

"We can kiss now, but not now."

"Does Ya Jie have any kisses?"

No, Ranbao, I'm getting goosebumps. It's not that bad, really not. Let's talk about what color our tongues are...

"Of course not..."

"Then, will I get a kiss?"

"Yes..."

"Lin Mo, just kiss me, okay?"

Li Qingran suddenly leaned forward, her hands bracing against the leather sofa, sinking slightly as her weight shifted to her upper body, leaving her lower body suspended in the air. Her feet, which had somehow escaped their white socks, lay bare under the lamplight, gleaming with a porcelain-white light.

"Foot, foot, no."

The girl noticed his gaze and made her request in an icy voice, clearly still shaken by the bizarre kiss in bed last time.

Ranbao, you proposed the YaYaLe plan, but now you want to back out?

However, this was the first time Li Qingran had revealed her possessiveness to him...

As expected, he was provoked and no longer kept quiet.

"Lin Mo, don't you want to?" The aloof girl lowered her brows. "But I really want to."

"Am I broken?" The girl climbed over and leaned on his shoulder, her eyes pleading. "Lin Mo, is Qing Ran broken?"

"It's my fault, Lin Mo is the bad guy, Li Qingran isn't." Lin Mo couldn't take his eyes off her; he was basically powerless against her coquettishness.

"Then Lin Mo, don't become the bad guy. Qing Ran will be the bad guy, okay?"

Li Qingran naturally slid off his shoulder, nestled in his arms, and looked up at his chin like a weary cat.

She hugged her thighs, curled up in his arms, and placed her feet in his hands, gently patting them rhythmically, one tap at a time...

Despite having shopped all day, the girl didn't smell of sweat at all; instead, she had a captivating milky fragrance.

All I can say is, Safeguard is awesome.

"Lin Mo, bad guys get killed." Li Qingran continued to instill her extraordinary worldview in him.

"Lin Mo is a bad guy, and Li Qingran also wants to be with a bad guy."

"Li Qingran was also killed."

The girl murmured expressionlessly, seemingly hiding under his chin to avoid seeing his expression and to avoid bothering him, yet she couldn't suppress her inner panic and longed to confide in him...

She simply turned slightly to the side, nestled against his chest, her hair obscuring her dreamlike face, like willow catkins in fragrant snow.

"Tap tap, tap tap, tap tap tap..." The girl softly counted his heartbeats, and the conversation fell silent.

She probably knew she wouldn't get an answer now, because she herself didn't understand what the correct answer was, or even how to solve the problem.

It would have been easy for Lin Mo to lie to her if he wanted to, so even though Lin Mo didn't answer, she was happy that he hadn't lied to her.

In the living room, only Lin Mo's heart was pounding; her voice was cold yet endearingly clingy...

She liked the heartbeat of a villain just as much.

...

Lin Mo stayed until very late, around ten o'clock, coaxed Li Qingran to sleep, and then rushed back to his second home under the cover of night.

When the intelligence first warned me, I hurriedly asked Hu Yu'en to tell a little lie.

Why did Jiang Wanfeng go looking for him for no reason...? I should use this excuse less often in the future.

Hu Yu'en... this can't be done too often. It should be avoided as much as possible, otherwise the relationship will look too strange. She's just a little girl who craves love...

What made him lose his composure was that ever since he sent her the message, Hu Yu'en's QQ chat window had been displaying "[The other party is typing]" continuously.

It started at 6 PM, and now it's already 10 PM! Why don't you just post it already?! What's with all this typing?!

And then there's Jiang Wanfeng, who is also [typing], but it's intermittent, so it's possible she did something to his sheets and blankets while he was resting.

What great best friends! They're both chat box warriors.

"Ding-dong~" Finally, a message came in. It's from Hu Yu'en. Okay, okay, let me see...

The other party retracted a message and gave you a flirty wink.

"..."

"Ding dong~"

This time... it's news from Jiebao.

[Useless Ya Jie]: Hello~ Lin Mo! I'm going to sleep now!

Look how generous she is! Can't we just have a proper chat? Learn from my Jiebao.

[Useless Ya Jie]: Lin Mo, I walked so much today. I soaked my feet, it felt so good!

【默】: Take a look.

【Useless Ya-Jie】: Huh? I, I didn't take any pictures, but I just finished soaking my feet, and they're still red. Is this, is this okay...?

[Useless Ya Jie]: Wait a minute, I'll wait for Mom to go to the bathroom, then I'll take a picture and show it to you!

【Useless Ya Jie】: [Images][Images][Images][Images]

[Mo]: Thank you, it's delicious.

【Useless Ya Jie】: What do you mean?

Lin Mo temporarily turned off his phone, deciding to keep Jie Bao in suspense for a while, and at the same time, he arrived at his front door.

Open the door.

The poker-faced, aloof beauty slumped listlessly on the table, phone in hand, chat window flashing, seemingly dozing off.

The food, which had been cooking for a long time, was heating up on the induction cooker. The moisture at the bottom of the pot seemed to have evaporated, and the smell of chili peppers was pungent.

Following the sound, Jiang Wanfeng looked at him with a pained expression.

Chapter 70 Fengbao Shares Your Bed

Lin Mo rarely saw Jiang Wanfeng so listless.

She, who always pouts and has a cold, aloof expression, still has pouty lips that gleam like jelly.

However, the overall curve of the girl's lips turned downwards, and her expression resembled that of a puppy that had been locked out and frozen all night by its owner. In the early morning, as soon as the door was cracked open, the puppy stared at you with a pitiful yet desperately trying-to-please look, its little paws scratching at the crack.

There was no aggression, only a faint, melancholic sadness, a lingering thread that persistently drifted from weary eyes.

A few hours ago, intelligence alerted her to go to the school to look for him, but the hot-tempered Jiang Wanfeng came up empty-handed. Lin Mo thought the girl would probably throw a tantrum at home...

I was all prepared to face her wrath, but looking at her now, she's completely limp. I just hope she doesn't suddenly die.

"I heard you went to the school to look for me?"

"Hmph..." Jiang Wanfeng bared her little tiger teeth with difficulty and glared at him, then, as if she had used up all her remaining strength, she lay still.

"What's going on? This pot of bright red stuff again..."

Lin Mo realized he had misspoke. This hodgepodge was probably cooked by Jiang Wanfeng. To be honest, it smelled quite spicy, but it didn't look very appetizing.

Hearing his words, Jiang Wanfeng grumbled and glared at him again, then turned off the induction cooker that was still heating the food, and struggled to stand up, bracing herself against the table...

"If you're not going to eat it, I'll just throw it away..."

"Eat up, I love this mixed stew, it's my favorite." Lin Mo pressed her back down, deliberately moving closer.

"Did you take a shower?"

"That's right..."

"No wonder it smells so good."

"..."

The redness started at the back of her neck and slowly climbed upwards; Jiang Wanfeng's sensitive skin remained as always.

"You, you've become a lesbian..."

I was referring to the dishes.

"Tch, then why are you asking me why I'm taking a shower..." Jiang Wanfeng was provoked, temporarily regaining her usual energy, and said with a disgruntled tone.

“You smell better than the food,” Lin Mo replied. “Smell Ned.”

"!"

Jiang Wanfeng realized that Lin Mo was really hungry, so she quickly turned around and nudged his chest with her smooth forehead, though it wasn't very strong.

"What's going on... Go away, get out of here! It's so hot here!"

Jiang Wanfeng slipped out from under Lin Mo's arm, the sound of her bare feet hitting the ground was quite pleasant, and with each stumble, the adorable wrinkles on the soles of her feet could be seen from shyness.

"I'm warning you! I'm on my period today... If you do anything inappropriate, I'll tell Mom!"

[Just think about it in your head, you jerk Lin Mo. What if the police arrest you...]

Surprisingly rational, Fengbao. I thought you'd practically pounce on me...

What should I and my baby do?

That's outrageous, you're thinking a bit too far ahead. When are we going to have a child? Daydreaming is fine, but if everyone daydreamed like you, the world would be too dazzling and oppressive.

[Is it because I've been holding back my studies for too long...? I've always managed to figure things out on my own...]

Upon seeing this message, Lin Mo glanced out onto the balcony. Sure enough, tonight would be another night without sheets or blankets.

Wait a minute, why are there two sets drying? The set from a few days ago isn't even dry yet. Am I supposed to sleep at the market tonight?

Jiang Wanfeng saw him glance towards the balcony, her proud little face froze, and she quickly and stealthily moved over, blocking his view.

His tone was a little guilty, but his facial expression still leaned towards self-righteousness.

"Well, well, it rained today, so things didn't dry... and then, your window was open, so it got wet too..."

"Why did you come home so late? How could I stand it..."