Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 372 Flowers in Full Bloom and Willows in Green (38)

If she remembered correctly, Jing Mo probably didn't have any clothes under the covers right now.

There wasn't even a single thread.

I was wrapped up tightly in the blanket, so it wasn't very noticeable.

If you were to lift the blanket, then...

Uncle Fu earnestly advised, "Second Master, although the eldest master may have an abnormal hobby, he is still your brother. You can't treat him like this."

Is this the kind of person who wants Ren Jingmo to die alone from illness?

Shen Yun's lips twitched. "I just changed his clothes."

How could she be so vicious?
Is she that kind of person?

Uncle Fu didn't want to agree, but who knew if Second Master would take the opportunity to strangle First Master?

"You two go out." Jing Mo looked at the doctor and Uncle Fu.

In the end, Uncle Fu had no choice but to take the doctor out.

Although she still looked reluctant.

Shen Yun pulled the blanket off expressionlessly, then wiped his body with a towel and brought him clean clothes to change into.

During this time, Jing Mo was so embarrassed that she forgot to struggle for a moment.

Later on, even if he remembered to struggle, there was no point in doing so.

If it were in the previous world, Shen Yun might have admired such a figure, but now she felt envious.

Lemons under the lemon tree.

Jing Mo went back to sleep after taking the medicine, of course, and returned to her room.

It wasn't because my room was comfortable, but because it was safe.

For the sake of his future happiness, he had to make thorough preparations.

Luo Yu had intended to visit Jing Mo after hearing that she was ill, but then she thought that it was not appropriate for her to go now that she was in a certain position, so she had to give up the idea.

This was an extremely advantageous opportunity to increase favorability, and Luo Yu felt it was a pity that he couldn't do it.

Shen Yun then put the dagger into the drawer.

Since things didn't go as she wished, then this matter should be completely forgotten.

So Shen Yun looked in the bronze mirror and decided to change his hairstyle.

She put on an outfit she didn't usually wear, picked up a few snacks, and went out the door.

……

When Jing Mo saw the person approaching, he subconsciously took a few steps back. It wasn't that he was cowardly, but rather that the psychological trauma he had suffered that day was still quite significant.

Seeing that she wasn't dressed as usual, Jing Mo's eyelids twitched. "Amu, I'm sick. You should stay away from me."

Shen Yun exclaimed dramatically, "What? You're sick?"

Jing Mo: ? ? ?
If he remembered correctly, Amu should have known about his illness.

Doesn't this look a little too fake?

Shen Yun clearly didn't think it was fake. "Big brother, you really don't take care of yourself at all. It's only been a short time since we last met, and you've already made yourself look like this."

Jing Mo's lips twitched slightly. To be honest, the reason he looked like this was largely because of the person in front of him.

But it was clear that Amu's shamelessness had exceeded his expectations.

“Amu, we just saw each other a few hours ago.”

Shen Yun: ...

This is not quite what she imagined.

Shen Yun pretended not to hear this, placed the snacks on the table beside him, and looked at him with an expression as if he were an idiot.

"Brother, I think you're delirious from your illness. When have we ever met? You must be dreaming."

She understood immediately upon hearing Jing Mo's words.

I want to skip over all those things from before.

However, he still felt lingering fear when he thought about it, and it wouldn't be easy to just let it go. His health had improved considerably, but Jing Mo suddenly coughed weakly twice.

"I probably haven't seen it before, but I seem to remember someone splashing the medicine on me."

Shen Yun's smile gradually disappeared.

She was just a little agitated.

If time could be turned back, she would still dare.

"Brother, have some tea. I even brought you some snacks."

Shen Yun fawned over the snacks, but Jing Mo only glanced at them before becoming suspicious of the word "deliberately."

He remembered that this snack was kept in every room.

Since it's about coaxing people, you have to be sincere.

"Amu, you told me before that Luo Yu was the one you loved. I wonder if she still is?"

This is a blatant threat.

Shen Yun was furious, but he had no choice but to follow his words.

"How could that be? Brother, you know me well. I'm the kind of person who works sporadically, and my liking for someone is no different. It's just a passing fancy."

This statement explains that she has no feelings for Luo Yu, at least not for now.

But Jingmo didn't feel happy listening to this.

He changed the subject.

"Does Amu like me?"

His sudden remark sent chills down Shen Yun's spine.

Uncle Fu, who was about to enter the room, stopped in his tracks when he heard those words.

Then, looking around furtively, he pressed his ear against the door.

"What do you mean by liking or disliking? They're all men. What nonsense are you talking about, brother?" Shen Yun pretended to be calm. Although the original owner of this body looked delicate and pretty like a girl at first glance, it didn't mean she had to accept that setting.

Jing Mo's lips curled into a wicked smile. "What are you thinking, Amu? The 'like' I'm referring to is naturally the kind of 'like' a younger brother has for his older brother." He paused, then continued, "Otherwise, what kind of 'like' do you think I'm talking about, Amu?"

Goodness, they even know how to play word games.

Shen Yun gritted his teeth, but still smiled. "My understanding of 'like' is naturally that of a younger brother liking his older brother. Don't overthink it, elder brother."

"I once heard of a person who died because he was thinking too much when he was sick."

2345: ...

Jing Mo: ...

He was just making a joke, was it really that big of a deal?
"You've probably misheard this." Jing Mo was naturally somewhat unwilling to be told to shut up, especially since he felt he had been greatly hurt.

"But Amu, I seem to remember there was a sharp knife in your room..."

Shen Yun: "..."

Why bring up something that shouldn't be mentioned?
Wouldn't it be better to let this matter rest?
"Big brother, are you mistaken? How could there be something so dangerous in my room?" Shen Yun smiled sweetly, knowing that as long as she didn't admit it, no one could force her to take the blame.

Hum ╭(╯^╰)╮

"Really? Maybe I remembered wrong, but my shoulder suddenly feels a little sore."

Shen Yun: "..."

Okay, fine, I'll massage your shoulders then.

Uncle Fu couldn't hear what was being said inside very clearly, but he poked a hole in the window and could roughly see what was happening inside.

His mouth was agape wide enough to fit an egg. Oh no, he had let down his deceased master and mistress.

It seems that the eldest and second eldest uncles are really together.

This is how to do?
Previously, the Second Master still seemed reluctant.

But why isn't he putting up any resistance? Could it be that Second Master has already given in?

(End of this chapter)