The rent collector became stronger, and he took in a young, energetic woman every day.

Chapter 50 Three in one night, thank goodness I have indestructible strength, otherwise I really couldn't have held on!

Moonlight streamed into the living room, and it slowly came to two in the morning.

Two figures crept out of Chen Mo's room, their footsteps as light as if they were walking on cotton.

It was Xiaorou and Xiaolu.

They were missing one of each of their original white and black stockings, leaving only one forlornly wrapped around their leg. The fabric had several torn marks, revealing the fair skin underneath.

The two girls' faces turned as red as boiled shrimp, the redness spreading from their cheeks to their ear tips and even their collarbones.

They walked with a slightly unsteady gait, their legs close together, their strides much smaller than usual, each step taken cautiously, as if they were testing something.

Xiao Rou steadied herself by holding onto the wall, and Xiao Lu reached out and pulled her up. The two looked at each other.

The moonlight fell on their faces, and their eyes revealed an undisguised springtime affection, like two flowers quietly blooming in the night. The watery light between their brows and eyes shone slightly in the moonlight.

They tiptoed to their room door, placed their hands on the doorknob, and prepared to open it gently.

But at that very moment!

The door suddenly opened from the inside.

The two girls froze simultaneously, as if someone had pressed the pause button, and even their breathing stopped for a beat.

Thankfully, it wasn't their door!

The door at the other end of the corridor opened.

Coco came out of the room, yawned, rubbed her eyes, and dragged her slippers toward the bathroom. The light was dim, and she didn't even look toward the hallway.

Xiaorou and Xiaolu exchanged a glance and simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

The two leaned against the wall, shoulder to shoulder, and could clearly feel each other's heartbeats.

They dared not linger any longer, and quickly and carefully opened their own doors, slipped inside, and gently closed the doors behind them.

The room was dark, and the curtains were drawn tightly shut.

Sister Nan lay on her side at the far end of the bed, facing the wall, the blanket covering her shoulders, her breathing even and long, without moving.

Xiaorou and Xiaolu stood at the door, holding their breath and listening for several seconds. Only after confirming that Sister Nan had not woken up did they truly feel relieved.

They tiptoed to the bedside, lifted the covers, and each slipped inside.

The two of them lay down in bed, staring at the ceiling with their eyes open.

The moonlight couldn't reach the room; all that could be seen was an impenetrable darkness and the suppressed breathing of two people.

Nobody can sleep.

The little deer turned to the side, bringing its face close to Xiaorou's ear, its voice so soft it was almost a whisper.

"Xiaorou, next time you go, don't sneak off, remember to call me."

Xiao Rou clutched the corner of the blanket tightly in bed, her face burning red, but thankfully she couldn't see anything in the dark.

She paused for two seconds, then replied softly.

"Okay, okay."

The little deer suddenly smiled again, a very soft laugh, like a feather falling onto a pillow.

She buried her face in the pillow, her voice muffled from the cotton, carrying a hint of reminiscence and infatuation.

"Brother Mo has a really good physique."

Xiao Rou didn't reply, but she bit her lip, and those images involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

She clenched her hands under the covers, then relaxed them, clenched them again, then relaxed them again. She turned over, facing the window with her back to the fawn.

But the corners of her mouth remained curved under the covers for a long time.

The two girls lay in the darkness, quietly listening to each other's breathing for a while, and then the sounds resumed.

"When did you start liking Mo Ge?" Xiao Lu asked.

"I don't know. It was probably during our first meal together; he made braised pork ribs."

"So early?"

"And you?"

"When he helped me fight, he took on more than twenty people by himself. He was so cool."

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Xiao Rou chuckled in bed, turned over to face the deer. Although she couldn't see anything, she knew the deer was watching her too.

"Me too, that time."

"Coco was there too."

The two girls were silent for a moment, then laughed at the same time.

They talked a lot, about how Chen Mo played the piano, how he rode a motorcycle, and how he talked about paying them wages.

The voice grew softer and softer, and the pauses between words became longer and longer.

Finally, the fawn's breathing became even, its breath gently brushing against the pillow, making a soft rustling sound.

Xiao Rou's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Meanwhile, in the corridor.

Coco came out of the bathroom, turned on the faucet, shook the water droplets off her hands, and dried them on her pajamas.

She dragged her slippers back, and when she passed Chen Mo's room, she suddenly stopped.

She tilted her head and glanced at the closed door, then at both ends of the corridor, making sure no one was there.

Her eyes darted around, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up, a smile appearing on her face.

She glanced furtively in the direction of the living room, then at Xiaorou and Xiaolu's room and her own room.

All the doors were closed, showing no sign of opening. The corridor was quiet, with only moonlight streaming in through the windows, casting a silvery-white glow on the floor tiles.

A thought suddenly flashed through her mind, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, spreading out in ripples, and her heart began to beat faster.

Coco took a deep breath, tiptoed to Chen Mo's room, placed her hand on the doorknob, and gently pressed down.

The door opened.

When the crack in the door widened enough to see inside, her eyes lit up.

Coco pursed her lips, swallowing back the laugh that almost escaped her lips.

She gently pushed the door open, slipped inside, and then gently closed it again.

The door hinges made no sound.

Moonlight flowed through the corridor, moving from the east window onto the west wall.

The sky changed from deep black to dark blue, and then from dark blue to grayish-white.

Four o'clock in the morning.

Chen Mo's room door opened again.

Coco came out from inside.

Her face was exactly the same as Xiaorou and Xiaolu's just now, as red as if she had just been pulled out of hot water, red from her cheeks all the way to her collarbone, and even the skin on her arms had a faint pinkish tinge.

She walked with a slight stagger, her legs close together and her steps small.

He was covering his stomach with one hand, his fingers slightly curled, his palm pressed against his abdomen, as if he were covering something.

With her other hand supporting herself against the wall, she moved forward step by step, biting her lip, her face bearing a complex expression of satisfaction mixed with exhaustion.

She walked to her room, glanced back at the door at the end of the corridor, a slight smile playing on her lips, then gently pushed the door open and went inside.

the next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, drawing a long golden strip on the floor.

Chen Mo's room door finally opened again.

This time, it was finally Chen Mo himself who stepped forward.

He stood holding onto the door frame for a while, then reached out and supported himself against the wall, walking step by step toward the bathroom.

His indestructible body was still there; he didn't have backaches, leg weakness, or numbness, but Chen Mo felt lightheaded.

He went into the bathroom, turned on the tap, scooped up a handful of cold water and splashed it on his face. The icy touch sobered him up a bit.

He looked up at himself in the mirror.

The man in the mirror had water droplets on his face and a thin layer of bloodshot in his eyes, but he seemed to be in good spirits, without any obvious fatigue, and his skin was in good condition. He didn't look like someone who had stayed up all night.

He barely slept last night.

A person would come in every now and then, and then another person would come in every now and then.

Xiaorou is here, Xiaolu is here, Coco is here.

Luckily, he's incredibly resilient, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to withstand it!

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