People in Tokyo, the world is clear

It was getting late. Fatigue was starting to creep in after all the commotion. The most important thing now was to figure out a sleeping position.

Lin Sen proposed a model for our generation:

"Or, I'll sleep on the bed."

"It doesn't quite fit the development of this kind of plot in literary works. However, there's no false gentlemanly demeanor at all, which is probably Lone Wolf's style."

"If you hadn't committed a serious crime today, I could have pretended to be serious."

Sasagawa Rio didn't seem to be dissatisfied.

She gave up kneeling, sat on the edge of the bed, and stretched out her feet to put on the slippers she had left on the floor.

Honestly, this woman's feet are quite nice. A quick glance gives me the impression of long, slender toes, with thin heels and ankles, just like her figure.

But Lin Sen was not a person with special hobbies like Mr. Yu Dafu.

Even if this pair of feet is indeed quite feminine and beautiful, it would not attract people to the point that when they swallow the fragrant rice in the future, they would think of the feet and eat an extra bowl with a greatly increased appetite.

But, to be honest, this woman, from head to toe, has few flaws to her.

Using Lin Sen's already scrapped shirt as a cushion on the floor, she sat down on the edge of the bed and curled up her body.

"I don't think I've ever slept like this before. Maybe today is just a new experience."

Lin Sen glanced at her again. There was no sign of dissatisfaction on the woman's face—she probably really wanted to give up the bed.

He even used this slightly submissive attitude to express his apology for the other party's crazy behavior of taking Lin Sen into the rain.

This guy is just like that. He may seem cold and inhuman, but in reality, he has a gentleness and kindness that is hard to understand unless you get to know him deeply.

She is a very reasonable and good person.

Lin Sen was a little embarrassed for a moment.

Ask yourself, he is the kind of person who is soft-hearted and does not respond to harshness.

After being treated like this by this woman, I actually felt a little embarrassed to occupy the bed.

Or, should you have some mercy on her and give her the bed tonight, and stay in her current position as a token of your appreciation?

While I was still thinking, I was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door.

What?

Auntie, are you selling something again?

It would be a shame if I didn't pursue sales if I had the ability. Perhaps, in the future, I could become a gold medal live-streamer.

While secretly complaining, he noticed that the woman next to him stood up and suddenly sat on the bed, right next to him.

Then, listen carefully to the voice coming from outside the door and find out the reason for her action:

"Um, is it convenient for me to come in?"

"Please come in."

So the visiting administrator lady opened the door and came in with a kind and slightly winking smile on her face.

A small tray was handed over with two steaming paper cups on it.

"I don't have ginger tea, so I made some black tea... After all, it's raining, so you two should be careful."

"Thank you."

"It's okay, it's okay... Well, I'm going to rest first. I've locked all the doors in the building. If you have any questions, just knock on my door..."

"clear."

Before closing the door, the middle-aged woman gave an ambiguous smile to the couple in the room.

Then, the only sound that could be heard in the house was the howling of rain outside.

Lin Sen finished his tea in half a minute and then lay down on the bed.

I was planning to continue to debate whether to give this thing under me to a certain woman, but I found that she had never gotten off since she sat on it.

Under the light, with the chaotic rain in the background, he turned his head and stared at his own face.

"?"

It was the first time that Lin Sen saw her smile simply with the corners of her mouth raised like this.

She looks really good like this.

Probably because of the novelty of the contrast being broken.

If a woman who usually has a cold face shows you a rare smile, it can basically be considered as proof of a good relationship.

And if this person also has a good appearance that can be called beautiful, a sense of pleasure will arise uncontrollably - this is human nature.

Lin Sen is also a human being. Of course, he can't escape this kind of thing.

Then, when my mood was inexplicably high, I heard her speak:

"Have you always been this weird?"

"What do you mean?"

Sasakawa Rio tilted her head:

"Normally, when men and women are in the same room, accidents often occur frequently in literary works. However, Mr. Qipa always has a talent for inexplicably disrupting the atmosphere to the point where there is no feeling at all."

The woman suddenly twisted her body, bent down, and brought her face closer with a calm expression.

Her eyes met his, and within her clear pupils, she reflected the somewhat surprised expression of a certain young man.

"Logically speaking, based on my understanding of men from my own writings, if a woman is soaking wet and is in the same room with you, even if you don't have any thoughts in your mind, at least there will be some outward expression."

At this point, the female editor lowered her voice:

"Or...I am indeed a very unattractive woman to you."

"..."

During Lin Sen's silence, the woman produced two plastic wrappers from nowhere. She pinched the two pink cubes that had come from a box and placed them on the young man's cheeks.

She stared at him intently, her eyes flickering, as if waiting for his reaction.

Then, I saw a hand taking over and picking up the small square piece and taking it apart.

Take out the still wet handkerchief from your trouser pocket and clean the grease off the plastic products.

Take a deep breath and place it on your mouth.

The next second—

"call!"

The white balloon instantly took shape, which frightened the woman so much that she moved away a few steps and sat up straight again.

Then, the remaining one was handed over along with the handkerchief:

"Your turn, Editor Sasakawa."

"..."

The woman held out her hands and took the two items.

Then, he suddenly lowered his head, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

She smiled again.

The slender eyebrows were curved into a crescent.

Then, he squinted his eyes and looked over.

"Xiao Linsen."

It was rare for her to call him by his name. "You are a really interesting person."

Immediately afterwards, the flamingo also joined the ranks of sand sculptures.

After wiping off the lubricant, she puffed out her cheeks and blew out a smaller balloon, imitating the man.

"My lung capacity isn't very good."

"Of course, I can't compare to a three-year-old who knows this well."

When Ms. Sasakawa smiles, she has an elegant and reserved manner. People often subconsciously overlook the fact that she is actually a recent college graduate.

This youthful yet slightly mature temperament always makes people subconsciously mistakenly think that she is half a generation older than a certain Miss Qingshan. But in fact, she is still young.

The prime of life is good.

Now, after being confined for a long time, Canary is finally free and is slowly regaining the feeling of youth.

At first, she would act like the kind of girl from your college class who would actually approach you to talk to you, and would talk to you about less serious topics.

"So, I'm curious. Do I really have no femininity at all in Mori-kun's eyes?"

of course not.

After all, he is a normal person, a sunny and positive young man.

Just now, when someone put his face close to him, Lin Sen was really sweating.

This woman, with her gentle smile and soft voice, really makes your heart beat faster.

In particular, when he put up a certain rubber product as a joke, he almost became the second brother from the eldest brother.

But first of all, he is someone who can stay sober at all times.

Secondly, the silly and childish Ms. Ito and the girl Xiazhi who has no sense of boundaries often come up with similar plots. No matter what, they are both a bit resistant.

Thirdly, there was a sense of unease, a sense of guilt. A woman who was usually so cold suddenly acted like this, and suspicion welled up in her.

The combination of these three factors ultimately enabled Lin Sen to successfully deal with this emergency.

The situation is under control.

However, this also raises a question that needs to be answered immediately:

"Can you please explain why there's suddenly so much drama, Sasagawa Rie?"

Chapter 29: Probing and teasing

"I'm curious about Yiren-kun. To be honest, there have always been many things about you that have attracted me. So, as is human nature, I gradually couldn't help but test you a little."

Faced with this question, Flamingo, who usually speaks in a roundabout way, rarely speaks directly.

Lin Sen just glanced at her face.

Her smile had faded slightly, her expression still relaxed, but her eyes had grown serious. Perhaps, as before, she was seeking another heart-to-heart exchange.

To yourself.

After that little farce just now, sleepiness was gone for the time being. At that moment, in the small room, I was also bored.

Lin Sen did not refuse her implicit invitation to chat.

Took over the conversation:

"Tell me about it?"

"It's hard to sum it up simply. But your difference from the ordinary always reveals itself inadvertently."

This sentence made Lin Sen turn his head and look at the female editor sitting next to him:

"Well, please give me some details, some examples?"

"One of the most obvious traits is shamelessness."

"It's OK."

"This is not a rebuke. On the contrary, perhaps, it is a compliment to you."

"I mean, I also want to thank you."

Sasagawa Rio reached out and lifted the hair that had fallen onto her cheek due to the previous action.

Staring at Lin Sen deeply.

"Remember when we first met? I was sitting at my desk when I saw a clueless guy walk into the editorial office. It was obviously his first visit. He was looking around, looking clueless—that was probably my first impression of you."

That's the kind of criticism I'm saying.