Huayu: Starting with living with a girl from Taiwan

"Ah!" Zeng Peici exclaimed, not even bothering to change her slippers, and ran over barefoot.

"What happened to you? Are you injured?"

She knelt down in front of Lin Mo, carefully holding his wrist, her eyes instantly reddening.

"It's nothing, just a minor scrape."

"How could you be so careless..." Zeng Peici's voice was trembling with tears. "Does it hurt? Is it serious? Did you see a doctor?"

"It's nothing, just a minor scrape."

Lin Mo held her and comforted her for a long time before she calmed down.

But once Zeng Peici calmed down, the tip of her nose suddenly twitched, like an alert kitten.

"Wait a minute..." She broke free and sniffed Lin Mo's arm again. "Where did you get that perfume? It smells pretty good..."

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat.

Is the perfume poisonous? This girl has such a sensitive nose!

But he remained completely calm; in fact, his expression darkened slightly.

At this time, we must not indulge them.

If someone dares to question something just because they smell perfume, what would happen if they actually did something?

This trend must be nipped in the bud!

"What perfume do you smell like?" Lin Mo asked calmly, yet with a hint of coldness.

"That was from when I fell and injured myself at the gym. Aunt Lan was applying medicine to my wound and it floated onto me."

"That's Lan Hsin-mei, the one who played Hung Ge in 'The X-Family.' She's old enough to be my mother!"

He finished speaking before Zeng Peici could interrupt, his tone becoming increasingly serious:

"I originally wanted to share two pieces of good news with you."

"Sister Chai has officially established a studio with me, and I also landed an important role in 'Kung Fu Dunk'."

"But my hand is injured right now, and you're still questioning where the perfume scent on me comes from?"

He looked directly into Zeng Peici's eyes:

"Zeng Peici, what are you trying to do?"

Zeng Peici's eyes widened, stunned by his string of words.

What happened?

Suddenly it became her fault?

Her lips trembled slightly, and even her tone softened: "I... I was just asking..."

"There are many ways to ask a question," Lin Mo said, seizing the opportunity to educate.

"Why do you have to ask with such a stern face? Do you know how much pressure I'm under?"

"I have to participate in TV shows, prepare for filming TV dramas and movies, and now my wrist is injured..."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Peici burst into tears.

It's not that she's sad, it's just that she doesn't know what to do if she doesn't cry in this situation!

She asked only one question: "Why is Lin Mo using so many different phrases?"

It made her seem like an unreasonable and wicked woman.

I'm not asking anymore!

I'll never ask again!

"When will the movie be filmed? Are you able to handle it?" she quickly changed the subject, asking with teary eyes.

"I'll handle this myself," Lin Mo said, not about to let her change the subject so easily. They'd finally managed to set up the stage.

"My career is finally starting to take off. Do you know how difficult it is for a man to be career-minded these days?"

He continued outputting:

"I'm only wearing perfume now, but what if I have to film kissing scenes or even bed scenes with other actresses in the future?"

"Being in the entertainment industry, there are some things I don't want to do, but they're unavoidable!"

"As a girl, it's really not good for you to start making wild guesses just because your man's career is starting to improve."

Zeng Peici burst into tears, crying, "No, no! I just feel insecure seeing you getting more and more famous..."

Lin Mo was now fully armed and pressed his advantage:

"You doubt me, I can prove it to you."

"But Pei Ci, I hope you can seriously reflect on this."

"For a relationship to last, mutual trust is the most fundamental requirement."

Zeng Peici immediately stopped crying, her big eyes blinking, still glistening with tears:

"How can you prove it?"

Lin Mo was so angry he almost laughed.

Women are truly born actors; they can control their tears so well.

"Come on, give it a try!"

Lin Mo stood up and pulled her up with his uninjured right hand. "I'll show you whether you're in my heart or not."

"Ah—!" Zeng Peici exclaimed as he was pulled towards the bedroom.

"Amo, your hand is still injured!"

"What does that thing have to do with your hand!"

.......

One hour later.

Zeng Peici nestled in Lin Mo's arms like a well-fed cat.

"Do you still dare to doubt me?"

"I won't do it again, I won't do it again..." Zeng Peici quickly begged for mercy.

We chatted for another twenty minutes.

Zeng Peici suddenly said that she would be on a show tomorrow and that she was a little nervous.

Lin Mo had rested well by then, and without taking any precautions, they had close contact, which quickly relieved her tension.

Enter a state of complete enjoyment.

Ten minutes later, Lin Mo suddenly stopped.

Zeng Peici opened his eyes, somewhat puzzled:

"Amo, so fast today?"

Lin Mo shook his head and did not continue.

Instead, he sighed deeply and said earnestly:

"Pei Ci, I'm also a little anxious..."

"If you go on the show tomorrow and become famous, will you abandon me?"

Zeng Peici was still caught up in her emotions when she heard this, so she quickly propped herself up on the bed and got up.

Ignoring the awkwardness of their current openness, she hugged Lin Mo tightly:

"Amo, how could that be? How could I possibly abandon you! What kind of person do you take me for!"

Her tone was urgent and impatient, and her eyes were full of seriousness.

Lin Mo's face remained expressionless, but in his heart he was thinking:

Talking about it won't do any good.

These days, promises are the cheapest thing.

Especially in the entertainment industry.

Today's vows of eternal love may lead to tomorrow's separation due to factors such as resources, future prospects, and public opinion pressure.

He gently patted Zeng Peici, leaned forward slightly, and used his uninjured hand to open the bedside table drawer and take out the prepared contract:

I believe in the feelings between us.

Lin Mo, with his voice bubbly and eyes full of emotion, said, "Sister Chai gave me this contract for you to sign, saying it's for everyone's benefit."

"But I feel that matters of the heart cannot be bound by contracts, as this would destroy the pure love between us."

As he spoke, he gently tossed the contract onto the bed.

He then pulled the pen off the contract and pretended to throw it into the trash can.

"Signing it would be like our relationship needs a contract to maintain it, and I don't like that."

Zeng Peici was stunned.

She looked at the artist management contract on the bed, then at Lin Mo's injured right wrist, and then at the serious expression on his face that said, "I don't want to tarnish our relationship with this contract."

"Amo..."

Her eyes reddened again.

But this time it was touching.

"No! I'll sign!" Zeng Peici snatched the pen from Lin Mo's hand.

She didn't even look at the contract; she quickly wrote her name in the signature area for the second party.

After signing her name, she threw down the pen and, before Lin Mo could react, cupped his face in her hands and kissed him forcefully.

Taking a breath, she suddenly rolled over.

Two large white pythons straddled Lin Mo's waist.

"Your hand is injured, so it's inconvenient for you."

She looked down at Lin Mo, her face still flushed.

"I'll do it tonight."

From initial awkwardness to gradually finding the rhythm.

Sweat dripped from Zeng Peici's forehead and onto Lin Mo's chest.

Her hair clung to her cheeks, which she casually brushed behind her ears.

Lin Mo simply closed his eyes and began to enjoy it, thinking to himself:

"Even though I tricked you, I'll make sure you live a better life than you ever did in your past life..."