America: I'm causing trouble for environmental organizations

In the quiet stairwell.

Meng Ran cupped Xi Ya's face in his hands, their bodies pressed very close together.

Thea was left completely bewildered by Meng Ran's barrage of questions.

As for Meng Ran, looking at the chubby face and plump lips squeezed in his palm, he suddenly felt a little thirsty.

His increasingly abnormal behavior.

This caused Thea's heart rate to rise uncontrollably.

Both were young men in their early twenties, a stage when mushrooms are about to sprout from the soil and flower buds are about to bloom with dew.

Don't think that only Meng Ran gets disturbed by her roommates.

Thea's roommate also went out for a lot of fun during the holidays.

She had also accumulated a lot of anger.

Quiet.

Speechless.

The two stared intently into each other's eyes.

Seeing that Thea remained silent, Meng Ran had a sudden idea. He deliberately moved his head closer and closer until his hot breath hit her face.

Thea glanced furtively at the entrance to the stairwell.

Seeing that no one was coming, he simply closed his eyes and grabbed Meng Ran's coat at the back.

Dealing with this bastard... won't hurt you.

But just when she had mentally prepared herself...

Meng Ran moved her lips from above those red lips to her ear: "I don't want love that comes from jealousy, okay?"

to be frank.

Thea never said she loved him.

He shamelessly declared, "I don't want jealous love."

This is blatantly relying on his excellent modeling skills and Thea's affection for him to relentlessly employ manipulative tactics.

That's all.

Meng Ran loosened his grip.

He planned to play hard to get with Thea, starting the fire only halfway.

However, he forgot.

This is America.

The girl across from me grew up in a lower-middle-class community in the United States.

Let it burn only halfway?

nonexistent.

Just as Meng Ran let go, Xi Ya suddenly hooked her arm around his neck, lightly tiptoed, tilted her head slightly, and pressed herself against him.

The sweet scent of light vanilla lip balm in winter.

A few seconds later...

Meng Ran was suddenly pushed away by Xi Ya's hands.

She took two steps back.

A hint of smugness appeared on her slightly flushed face.

She walked backwards, continuing to speak as she went.

"Bane, don't give me that crap!"

"If we ever fall in love, just enjoy my love for you. Why do you care why I fell in love with you in the first place?"

"I'm just jealous because I don't like you being so close to Clarissa, so what?"

"I don't want to know why I fell in love with you."

"I just want to know if I love you. If I do, that's enough. If I don't love you anymore, I'll leave. It's that simple."

"Have a pleasant afternoon, Mr. Talkative Bastard."

After saying that, she turned around abruptly, stepped onto the stairs, and waved to Meng Ran with her back turned.

In that instant, her demeanor was as free and unrestrained as that of a chivalrous heroine in a martial arts novel.

As he watched her retreating figure, an idea popped into Meng Ran's mind.

Would someone like her really enjoy a stable life?

Without thinking further, Meng Ran took out her phone again and, using the reflection on the small Nokia screen, examined her mouth.

After confirming that he hadn't left any traces, he turned and left the apartment.

After going out.

He glanced at his watch, thought for a moment, and then headed back to the entrance of his apartment.

And behind a window on the third floor of this apartment building.

Thea was hiding behind the curtains, secretly watching downstairs.

Once Meng Ran was completely out of sight, Xi Ya turned around and leaned against the wall, rubbing her wildly beating heart.

The lingering effects on her face became increasingly pronounced.

…………

Inside the association on the other side.

Clarissa lay sprawled on her office desk, listlessly staring at the time on her phone screen.

She had planned it so well.

At 7:30 a.m., I participated in the morning Mass.

Then I went directly to the association to write a proposal for the Jungle Night Banquet.

After writing until 2 AM, I'll go house hunting with Meng Ran. That way, it'll be another fulfilling day.

However, a plan is just a plan.

On the way here, whenever she saw a house for rent on the side of the road, she couldn't help but stop the car and look at it for a long time.

After finally arriving at the association...

Sitting in front of the computer, I had only typed two letters when I couldn't resist taking out my phone to check.

He knocked twice more and looked at it again.

A whole morning has passed, and not only is there no plan, but not even a single complete sentence has been pieced together in the document.

Clarissa, who was lying on the table, was getting sleepy after covering her mouth and letting out a big yawn. She hadn't actually slept much last night.

Tilting his head.

Resting my head on my arm.

The eyes started blinking.

Then, one time when I blinked, I couldn't open my eyes anymore.

I don't know how much time passed.

Clarissa felt an itch on the tip of her nose.

Instinctively, I scratched myself with my hand.

Then she realized something was wrong.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

The familiar man was lying across from me, holding a rolled-up tissue and looking at me with a wicked grin.

Slurp~

Clarissa, feeling a slight coolness on the corner of her mouth, quickly wiped it with her sleeve after slurping.

Then he turned his chair around and, with his back to Meng Ran, began to fix his hair.

Meng Ran straightened up and laughed, "This beautiful lady, your safety awareness needs improvement."

How did you know I was in the office?

I saw your car downstairs and guessed you were there, so I didn't call you.

"Next time, please call ahead, okay?" Clarissa muttered irritably, almost like she was being coquettish. She felt that the way she was drooling while lying down must have looked absolutely awful.

"You can sleep a little longer." Meng Ran glanced at his watch.

"No need," Clarissa said, turning her chair around.

"The agent hasn't arrived yet; it's only 1 p.m.

"Why don't you call and urge him? That way we'll have more time and can look at the house more carefully," Clarissa suggested, still believing that looking at houses after dark was not a good option.

"Alright." Meng Ran nodded.

Holding the phone, he dialed Mike's number right in front of Clarissa.

then……

The two started arguing.

"What do you mean you can't come today?"

"If you couldn't come, why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

"Dude, you're incredibly unprofessional!"

With that, Meng Ran angrily hung up the phone, put her hands on her hips, and walked to the window to sulk.

The plan has changed.

He was determined not to go house hunting with Clarissa that afternoon.

What if Thea suddenly decides to go and farm in the jungle?

Anyway, I looked at so many this morning and already found one I liked. There's no need to waste any more time. Signing the lease and moving in is the most important thing.

Clarissa had no idea what tricks Meng Ran was up to.

Watching Meng Ran's angry retreating figure, she stepped forward to comfort her, saying, "Should we contact another agency?"

"It's Sunday today, so we can't reach you right now."

"How can these people be like this? They have no professional ethics at all!" Clarissa was also a little angry.

"Forget it, even if we go and see them today, we might not be able to finalize anything. Let's talk about the dinner plan instead."

"..." Clarissa opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak.

She clearly didn't want to talk about work at this time.

But Meng Ran wouldn't give her the chance not to talk.

He tentatively grasped Clarissa's slender shoulders with both hands, looked into her eyes, and said earnestly, "I've been bothered by this for three months already, a few more days won't matter."

"But this banquet can't wait; we have to hold it while the buzz is still going strong."

"Three weeks ago, right here, I promised you that I would help you generate enough buzz so that you could put on a spectacular banquet."

"I've fulfilled my promise; now it's your turn!"

These last two sentences instantly brought back memories of that snowy day three weeks ago for Clarissa.

I was feeling incredibly frustrated after leaving home following an argument with my father.

But this morning when I attended Mass, all of my father's friends in the church were asking me for an invitation.

The exhilaration was indescribable.

Thinking about this...

Clarissa looked at Meng Ran, who had his hands on her shoulders, and took a step closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder, and whispered, "Thank you."

"We don't need to say these things, do we?"

Clarissa did not reply. Her hand, which had been hanging limply at her side, hesitant to hug Meng Ran, was raised with courage.

The atmosphere gradually became enchanting.

Clarissa, who was in his arms, was tall and slender, and could be fully embraced with one arm.

Holding a soft and cuddly Thea is a completely different experience.

Just as Meng Ran was about to take it a step further, Clarissa broke free from his embrace.

Then, she said with a serious expression, "You're right. You put a lot of effort into creating this buzz. I can't waste your hard work. I have to seize every moment to plan this banquet properly."

"..." Meng Ran.

No, we're not in a rush, really.

Clarissa didn't care about anything else. Full of fighting spirit, she quickly walked to the computer, sat down, and stared intently at the screen, thinking hard.