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Chapter 190 Yuan Meng: I stole it!

"Hey, what do you mean? You think I'm dirty? Didn't you say you were a foot fetishist? Now you're complaining? Pah, you man."

In the living room, Liu Ruyan put on her dried white socks and said with a relieved expression.

However, as she spoke, her pretty face flushed slightly, clearly indicating that she was not as calm as she appeared, but was merely putting on a brave face.

Even she herself didn't expect to do such a thing. She felt a surge of emotion at the time, and thought that if she didn't teach this brat a lesson, she might get breast hyperplasia from anger.

Don't you like feet? Aren't you a foot fetishist? I'll make you like them, I'll make you really like them.

But she regretted it then and there. Firstly, she felt she had gone too far, and secondly, the realistic touch made her feel like she had been electrocuted.
She had never experienced anything like this before, and she thought she would be able to vent her anger quickly, but she didn't expect that she would be the one who was emotionally defeated first.

Fortunately, she has experience in big situations and has strong self-control; otherwise, she would have lost her composure long ago.

In the bathroom, Lin Mo was rinsing his mouth and brushing his teeth when he heard this and couldn't help but glare at Liu Ruyan.

He never expected that Liu Ruyan's "take a kick from me" would actually mean exactly what it said!

You're a person, not my shopping page. You don't need to be so strict!

'Gululu'

Lin Mo took a sip of water to rinse his mouth, then spat out white foam. Watching Liu Ruyan putting on her shoes and preparing to run away, he said slowly, "I don't know if your feet are dirty or not, but I know that I haven't mopped the floor for several days. And I won't even mention that you walked barefoot on the floor last night and then slept in my bed without washing your feet. You still dare to push your luck."

I will remember what happened today, and I will repay it a hundredfold in the future!

Chinese culture is profound and extensive. Appropriate pauses can convey completely different meanings, and some words are even ambiguous. It can be said that it is a language that only Chinese people can understand.

Clearly, Liu Ruyan understood: "Get lost, I'm going to work, I'm not talking to you anymore!"

After saying that, Liu Ruyan hurriedly opened the door and ran out, not even daring to turn back and tease her, because her face was already bright red.

Seeing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head. Sure enough, Liu Ruyan was still the same as before. She talked a lot, but when it came to getting serious, she was afraid.

Regardless, he made a mental note of it. If given the chance, he wouldn't mind letting the boomerang pierce back. Whether she could withstand it then would depend on her fate.

Meanwhile, Liu Ruyan jogged out of the residential area and got into her car. Seeing that Lin Mo didn't chase after her, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then she covered her face and slumped over the steering wheel for a while before she recovered.

"How embarrassing~ Liu Ruyan, how dare you be so bold." After a while, Liu Ruyan recovered slightly and muttered in exasperation.

But then she remembered the harsh words Lin Mo had said before leaving, and she couldn't help but spit out, "Pah, you still want to bully me? Dream on!"

After saying that, the car started and slowly drove away from the roadside, disappearing into the city.

After Liu Ruyan left, Lin Mo lost the desire to go back to sleep. He sat on the sofa, raised his hands, and looked at his ten fingers.

He suddenly pulled his hand away just now, which means he had completed the preliminary task. Would he have let go if he hadn't?
Now that it's done, Emperor Ruyan is no longer needed. What's the point of holding hands? Although Liu Ruyan's fingers are slender and long, she can't hold on forever.

At this moment, his fingers were completely different from before. Although there was no change in appearance, as he thought, all ten fingers moved in unison.

His ten fingers seemed boneless. The finger dances that used to make your fingers cramp just by looking at them online were now being performed in his hands. His ten fingers rippled like waves, creating a strange beauty. It was hard to imagine that this was a man's hand that could make such a movement.

Not only that, his finger dexterity also increased significantly. When he sped up, he could only see the afterimages of all ten fingers, and this lasted for quite a while, unlike the kind of situation where his fingers would cramp up after a short time.

It feels as natural as walking; it gets tiring, but you don't get tired quickly, and it lasts quite a while.

Putting aside everything else, if he had this ability back in junior high and high school, those extra assignments would have been no problem at all; he could have easily finished them, and even helped his deskmate with one.

"Wow, I've finally mastered the Rich Woman's Happy Finger technique. Now let's see which woman dares to raise her voice at me! I'll make her taste my power!" Lin Mo clenched his hands and muttered confidently.

Turning his head, it was noon. In the same house, the same living room, and the same spot, Lin Mo held paper and pen in both hands, looking at everyone in front of him with a look of utter despair.

"Hey, what are you looking at? What, we're classmates, Wang Bo and Li Chuan can draw, but we can't?" Class monitor Wang Jing and her roommate He Xiaoyue loudly questioned.

Lin Mo:
He had just said that no woman could raise her voice at him, but in the blink of an eye, he ran into the class monitor, that fierce woman, who really didn't give him any face at all!
As for Chuanmei and Wang Chu, they were huddled on the balcony, looking at him with embarrassed expressions, feeling somewhat guilty.

As for why the class monitor and the other two were there, it was because when Chuanmei and Director Wang accompanied the class monitor to class today, Director Wang happened to show the two women the sketch that Lin Mo had drawn for him.

At first, the two women were just surprised, but when Director Wang explained that it was drawn by Lin Mo, the two women became restless and insisted on coming over so that Lin Mo could draw one for them as well.

After all, Lin Mo's sketches were incredibly lifelike, capturing the characters' expressions perfectly, and were clearly much better than those drawn by students from the neighboring art academy.

Indeed, two female anchors whom the Sichuan girl knew posted his paintings, and many art students who were professionally trained in painting commented below, saying that his skills were too strong, and some even believed that the painter was definitely a professional.

The shadows, light, composition, figure, and eyes are all depicted at a very high level; otherwise, it would be impossible to paint a person so lifelike.

"I can draw, I can draw," Lin Mo said with a wry smile, then pointed at the two people on the balcony with his pencil. He hadn't even settled accounts with them yet, and these two were already causing him trouble again.

"That's more like it. By the way, should we strike a pose?" asked Wang Jing, the class monitor.

Lin Mo shook his head: "No need for that, but let me make this clear beforehand: I can only draw in a realistic style, I can't draw in a beautified style. If it doesn't look good, we can't get angry!"

He can only draw people as they are when they are young and as adults. In other words, if the person is very good-looking, he can draw them very well, but if the person is average-looking, his drawing will definitely be average as well. It won't be like taking wedding photos in a photo studio, where one person is photographed as another.

"No problem, that's the kind of people we are, we play for real!" Squad leader Wang Jing shouted, completely unaware of the danger that was about to occur.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo nodded, suppressing a smile, and then picked up a pen to begin drawing on the paper.

As his finger dexterity greatly improved, and with his deliberate speed, his hand holding the pencil seemed to leave afterimages on the paper.

'Brush brush'

With the sound of a pencil scratching against paper filling the air, he drew what class monitor Wang Jing looked like as a child in just two minutes.

You have to understand that it used to take him at least twenty minutes to draw a picture, but now it has been shortened by almost ten times. Lin Mo himself did not expect that the first time he used the Kato Hawk Hand would be under such circumstances.

I used to be a rich woman's happiness finger, but now I've been reduced to a drawing accelerator?
Sure enough, the gap between reality and ideals was quite large, so large that he simply refused to accept it.

Meanwhile, the other four were dumbfounded, not because his drawing was so lifelike—after all, Wang Chu and Chuan Mei had already seen it—but because they were shocked by his speed.

"Damn, Lao Mo, you're using the accelerator?"

"I, Li Chuan, would like to call you a Super Boy." Lin Mo: "Get lost! You're the Super Boy, your whole family are Super Boys! I'm just a natural talent!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and moved his fingers in front of the four people, his ten fingers rippled like waves, and then began to perform various movements that made people's hands cramp just by looking at them, his fingers seemingly boneless.

In addition, his fingers are long and slender. Although they can't compare to Liu Ruyan's or a hand model's, they are still very pleasing to the eye.

Chuanmei and Director Wang stared wide-eyed as Wang, the squad leader, kept exclaiming in C language.

Only He Xiaoyue, who was wearing glasses, had a rather intriguing smile on her face, with that 'know-it-all' expression, as if she was about to reveal her best friend's chat history.

"ah!!!

Just then, a sharp scream rang out, and she immediately hugged the sketch of the class monitor from her childhood tightly.

"Lin Mo!! You did this on purpose, didn't you?!" Class monitor Wang Jing glared at her and said fiercely.

As for the reason, it's quite simple: he drew a chubby little girl with sagging cheeks.

"Wait a minute, you said it was just a game, and I already told you not to get angry," Lin Mo quickly said, trying to distance himself from the situation.

Men and women seem to care about different things. Wang Chu's childhood sketch was also ugly. He was a chubby little boy. In order to make it more realistic, Lin Mo even added two lines of snot to Wang Chu's childhood portrait. Even so, Wang Chu was still shouting "666" (a Chinese internet slang for "awesome").

As a girl, he had already been very considerate of the class monitor's feelings, and this is the result?
"So, class monitor, you were a chubby girl when you were little! Hahaha, you had so much fat on your face. When you were running as a child, could you slap your right cheek with your left cheek?" Director Wang laughed heartlessly.

Lin Mo:
Sichuan girl:.
He Xiaoyue:
Wang Jing: (￣ε(#￣)☆╰╮(￣▽￣///)
The squad leader was so angry at her words that she laughed. Then, with a cold smile, she jumped up and slapped Director Wang across the face.

"You think I'm being too nice to you, huh?!"

As he spoke, the squad leader beat Director Wang in the living room until he was crying for his parents. The other three showed no sympathy whatsoever; instead, they clapped and cheered, saying that there was a reason why this guy was single, and that he truly deserved it!

Yesterday you called someone a policewoman and Lin Mo got into trouble. If you can escape this beating today, then I'll consider you awesome.

Even Mazu wouldn't bless him in this situation!
While the class monitor was dealing with Director Wang, He Xiaoyue nudged him with her shoulder and whispered with a laugh, "Handsome Lin, you're something else. But tone it down a bit, or you won't be able to handle any girlfriend!"

"You know too much, huh? Tell me, how are you going to draw it? Are you going to draw her as a child too?" Lin Mo rolled his eyes at her and spat. It was obvious that this bespectacled girl, who had been his college classmate for three years, was not simple behind the scenes. After all, everyone said that bespectacled girls were a contrast, and you could tell at a glance that she was the kind of person with a dark side.

Hearing this, He Xiaoyue shook her head repeatedly. She didn't want to be ridiculed, after all, she wasn't particularly good-looking either, especially when she was a child.

Finally, Lin Mo drew a sketch of her ten years later. He Xiaoyue, in her early thirties, was thinner than she was now, and her face was smaller, but she looked much more mature.

"By the way, the sports meet is in a couple of days. Lin Mo, are you going to participate?" the squad leader asked after finishing tidying up Director Wang.

Lin Mo: "Sports meet?"

"Yes, you haven't forgotten, have you?" Wang Jing asked with a surprised look.

Lin Mo slapped his forehead. He had almost forgotten. It was mainly because they hadn't participated since their junior year, and they had been even busier these past few days. They hadn't had time to pay attention to this.

"I remember now, but I'll pass. I'm planning to go straight home when the holidays start," Lin Mo shook his head and refused.

To be honest, he could have gone home right now and taken a break since there are no classes, but he wanted to wait for his cousin Su He to come with him.

Besides, he doesn't go on trips, so going back early doesn't seem very interesting. He might as well stay at the school. Going home would just mean getting nagged.

“Okay, we can get extra credits by participating in the sports meet, but you seem to have enough. It’s fine if you don’t go. Those in our class who haven’t earned enough credits have been scrambling to sign up with me these past few days. They’re getting anxious now that they’re about to graduate. Why didn’t I see them getting anxious the past two years?” The class monitor felt exhausted.

She's already a senior, and she still has to do these trivial things. If it weren't for the benefits of being class monitor, she would have quit long ago.

After receiving the sketches, the two girls stayed for a while and then went back. They didn't plan to go to class in the afternoon and instead went back to their dormitory to rest.

After the two women left, Lin Mo looked at them with a cold smile.

"Old...Old Mo, calm down. I admit I was wrong about what happened yesterday, but putting aside the facts, weren't you right too?" Chuanmei said cautiously.

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Mo used a grappling technique to pin him to the ground. "I just learned this grappling technique, how can I stand this humiliation?"
"You fucking think you're Li Chuan, and you think you're Li Shiya? You're ignoring the facts and acting like some kind of fairy?"

Suddenly, Wang Chu's IQ seemed to kick in, and he made a quick getaway: "Ahem, Lao Mo, the class monitor has already hit me, so you can't hit me again. I have something to do, so I'm leaving now!"

After saying that, Director Wang opened the door and was about to run away when Lin Mo's phone rang. It was Miss Yuan.

"Hello, Sister Yuan," Lin Mo said, releasing the Sichuan girl and pressing the speakerphone.

The next second, Miss Yuan's voice rang out: "I'm back! Come to my place to play pool, I brought a girl back. She's pure and cute, with delicate skin! She's always acting cute and asking for hugs!"

Before Lin Mo could even react to these words, the two idiots next to him immediately perked up their ears and rushed over.

Sichuan girl: "Really? How innocent is she?"

Miss Yuan: "She's as pure as can be, absolutely beautiful!"

Director Wang: "Don't worry, Sister Yuan, we'll be there soon!"

Before Lin Mo could react, the two men carried him downstairs.

A few minutes later, the three men appeared in the living room of Miss Yuan's secret base. The three grown men stared at the little girl standing on the pool table, stuffing a black eight into her mouth, lost in thought.

Lin Mo: →_→

Wang Chu: →_→

Sichuan girl: →_→

"No, what's with the expressions on your faces, you three? Pure and cute, with delicate skin, always begging for hugs, isn't this the kind of girl?" Miss Yuan asked confidently, hands on her hips, wearing the same cute dress as a little girl.

Lin Mo looked at the little girl standing on the table eating black eight, estimating she wasn't even three years old. Could she really be called a girl? He then said:

"Sister Yuan? Where did you get this child from?"

The next second, Miss Yuan uttered a shocking statement: "I stole it!"

Three people: (ΩДΩ)
(End of this chapter)