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Chapter 88 Chen Mo: My Water Heater Is Broken (Bonus Chapter)

Chen Mo arrived home at 8 p.m.

He changed his shoes in the entryway, casually leaned his suitcase against the wall, and went straight into the bathroom.

Hot water poured down from above, washing away the day's fatigue.

He dried his hair, changed into his pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom.

The living room lights were off, but the city lights outside the window shone in, casting dappled shadows on the ceiling.

He had just sat down on the sofa when his phone screen lit up.

It's Li Lin.

Are you home?

Chen Mo looked at these three simple words and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He typed: "Here."

"Then I'll come find you."

Chen Mo couldn't help but smile as he read the message.

He stood up, turned on the living room light, and drew the curtains on the French windows.

Doorbell rang.

Chen Mo walked over and opened the door.

Li Lin stood outside the door.

She was wearing a thin black trench coat that reached just to her thighs, with the belt loosely tied at the waist.

Her legs were bare, and she was wearing a pair of high-heeled sandals.

Her makeup was exquisite, with slightly upturned eyeliner and a perfect shade of mauve lip color.

The hallway lights fell on her, creating a soft reflection on her black trench coat.

Seeing her like this, Chen Mo raised an eyebrow and teased, "Sister Qin, is the water heater broken again?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qin gave him a somewhat embarrassed glare.

Chen Mo stepped aside: "Come in."

Li Qin walked in, her high heels clicking crisply on the floor.

She walked into the living room and then looked back at him.

"Is there any water?"

Chen Mo pointed to the refrigerator.

Li Lin walked over, opened the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of mineral water.

She unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted her head back, and took a sip.

Chen Mo sat down on the sofa.

He watched her retreating figure.

The trench coat was made of a thin material, which swayed gently with her movements.

She finished drinking the water and turned around.

Then she raised her hand and untied the belt around her waist.

The trench coat slipped off her shoulders.

Inside was a pink and white lace nightgown.

The length was just to the thigh, and the neckline was very low, exposing the snow-white skin below the neck to the warm yellow light without any cover.

The lace pattern is subtly visible, outlining the curves of the waist.

Beneath the hem of her skirt were a pair of straight, slender legs.

Li Lin stood still, letting the trench coat pile up at her feet.

She looked at him, her smile deepening.

"Is it pretty?"

Seeing her dressed like this, Chen Mo felt his throat go dry. He sat on the sofa, his gaze slowly moving down her face until it settled on her—

"nice."

Seeing his expression, Li Qin chuckled and walked over to sit down beside him.

She turned to the side, placing one hand on the back of the sofa and the other on her lap.

They are very close.

Chen Mo was so close that he could smell her faint perfume, a sweet but not cloying floral scent.

Li Lin's voice was very soft: "My water heater isn't broken today."

Chen Mo reached out and put his arm around her waist. The lace nightgown felt so soft that he could feel the warmth of her body beneath it.

Li Lin leaned into his arms.

Chen Mo looked down at her, then leaned close to her ear and whispered, "But my water heater is broken. Could you help me fix it, Sister Qin?"

Upon hearing his words, Li Lin's ears turned red. She raised her hands, wrapped them around his neck, and kissed him.

An hour later.

Li Qin's pajamas had been reduced to pieces of cloth, scattered throughout the room.

The curtains weren't fully drawn, and the city lights shone through, casting faint shadows on the ceiling.

Chen Mo leaned against the headboard, Li Lin nestled in his arms, her blush still fresh: "You rascal, your water heater is clearly not broken, it has a large capacity and it's hot."

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"It was broken at first, but somehow it was fixed after you came. It's all thanks to Sister Qin for fixing it."

Chen Mo spoke, his tone full of amazement.

Seeing that this guy was still putting on an act, Li Lin couldn't help but bite him hard, then slowly released his mouth, as if he had just remembered something: "You were so handsome when you went on stage to accept the Magnolia Award that day, you had such a spirited and youthful vibe!"

Chen Mo smiled but didn't answer. He simply raised his hand and brushed a strand of hair that had fallen across her face.

Li Qin closed her eyes, as if enjoying the action, then she opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling.

Did you know that "Princess Agents" is scheduled to premiere on July 5th?

"I know, the promotional period is almost here."

"BJ is holding a press conference on July 5th, it should be quite a lively event."

"You should go too, right?"

"go."

Li Qin rolled over, nestled against his chest, rested her chin on the back of her hand, and looked at him.

"And you?"

"go."

"See you then."

"

Chen Mo had heard this sentence many times.

Li Yitong said it, Dilraba said it, and Yang Mi also said it.

Li Lin lay back down.

"By the way, how's your studio doing?"

Chen Mo said, "I just finished interviewing people today and hired three."

"So fast?"

"Sister Wang is more efficient."

Li Lin nodded.

"Now that you have a team, things will be easier for you."

She paused for a moment, then said, "I had to carry it all on my own for too long before I realized that some things require help from others."

Chen Mo looked down at her.

Her expression was calm, but there was something complicated in her eyes.

That's a sentiment only someone who's been through it can have.

"It must have been tough for you back then, right?"

Li Qin was silent for a few seconds, then she smiled softly.

"fine."

Her tone was relaxed, and she didn't say much more: "It's all in the past."

Chen Mo didn't press the matter.

Li Qin shifted in his arms, finding a more comfortable position.

Outside the window, the city night grew deeper and deeper.

In the distance, the lights on the buildings of the China World Trade Center began to slowly go out, leaving only a few windows still lit.

Li Qin's voice came from her chest, somewhat muffled: "Do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment: "I have a photoshoot for a brand this afternoon, but I'm free this morning."

Upon hearing this, Li Qin looked up at him, a slight smile playing on her lips, her eyes carrying a hint of cunning, a touch of allure, and a dash of invitation.

Then I crawled into the blankets —

Feeling the warmth emanating from the blankets, Chen Mo couldn't help but compare them in his mind, then sighed, "Why are they all such little gluttons? But Dilraba's talent is still the highest!"

the next morning.

When Chen Mo woke up, Li Lin had already left.

He reached out and picked up his phone from the bedside table.

On the screen, messages about Li Qin and Wang Lihua had already popped up:

Li Qin: "I'm leaving now. You jerk, you ruined my pajamas yesterday, I can't wear them at all! So annoying!"

"She can't wear it anymore? What did she wear this morning? She came yesterday wearing pajamas and a trench coat. Could it be—?"

Chen Mo dared not think any further and opened Wang Lihua's message: "At 1 p.m., the three people who passed yesterday are coming to sign the contract. You'd better show up."

Chen Mo replied, "Okay."

He got up and drew back the curtains.

Sunlight streamed in, covering the entire bed.

Outside the window, June in Beijing is another beautiful day.