A Young Woman's Heart

As Hua Yinyin spoke, she handed a dirty little round ball to Mo Xueyao, which looked like a booger she had just picked out of her nose.

Yes, even beautiful girls get dirty.

This made Mo Xueyao blush slightly, because at home they always used a hose to rinse, and they were too lazy to care about the parts of their backs that they couldn't reach, as long as the water could reach them.

But I didn't expect there to still be so much dirt.

"I suggest you buy a back scrubber and scrub your back often, otherwise such a beautiful back will look dirty and not pretty," Hua Yinyin said seriously for once.

"Hmm... Oh..."

Mo Xue responded, but suddenly her whole body stiffened.

Because she felt as if something soft was pressed against her back.

She swallowed unconsciously.

"Hehehe~ How is it, comfortable?"

"What...what are you doing..."

"It's just a little rub, umm, Yaoyao's skin is really smooth. Okay, okay, now it's your turn to scrub my back!"

"Hey...! I'll give it to you..."

“Yes, didn’t we agree on that just now?” Hua Yinyin stood up, walked to Mo Xueyao, and then sat down casually.

Mo Xueyao saw everything, both what she should and shouldn't have seen.

Mo Xueyao shyly placed her hand on Hua Yinyin's back, feeling a jolt of electricity.

It was the first time I took a bath with other girls my age, and it was also the first time I scrubbed the backs of other girls my age.

I just wish I were a girl instead of a boy right now.

But if it were a boy, he probably wouldn't encounter such a thing, right?

Mo Xueyao was conflicted.

……

Chapter 55 The bedding was laid out in the attic

afterwards.

The thick steam made Mo Xueyao's face flushed. She was wearing a pair of tasteless men's boxer shorts and was hurriedly putting on a shirt.

Her mother had prepared cute blue and white women's briefs for her, but Mo Xueyao didn't want to wear them, or rather, she didn't want to wear them when so many people were living together.

It's as if she turns back into a man when she wears men's boxer shorts.

Although it was purely self-deception, she did it anyway.

Let's just consider these safety shorts...

The oversized shirt she was wearing belonged to her father, so the hem covered most of her thighs.

Because she was in the room, she habitually didn't take her pants off, which put her in a somewhat awkward situation.

"Oh, didn't Yaoyao bring her pajama bottoms?"

"Upstairs..."

Mo Xueyao replied softly, then suddenly pushed open the door and rushed out.

"Whoa! Why did you suddenly open the door? I'm not dressed yet!" Now it was finally Hua Yinyin's turn to be flustered.

The girls, who were chatting together on the living room sofa, looked on in surprise at Mo Xueyao, who ran past like the wind.

Wearing only a loose shirt, Mo Xueyao ran all the way to the attic, where Li Wanyan and the two Mo sisters were wiping the wooden floor with the rags they had brought.

"Hey, Xiaoyao, why aren't you wearing pants?" Mo Xiaoxiao looked at Mo Xueyao's fair thighs with concern and asked, "Be careful not to catch a cold."

"Maybe she just wants to show off her beautiful legs," a chubby girl standing on the stairs muttered sourly.

This made Mo Xueyao even more embarrassed.

She had been thinking of crawling into bed in the attic, but now she remembered that the bedding there wasn't made up yet...

But the suitcase is downstairs.

But a large group of girls had gathered downstairs.

"Did everyone agree?" Mo Xueyao tried to change the subject.

"Yes, everyone has decided to sleep in the attic tonight," Mo Xiaoxiao said cheerfully. "It's really a rare thing to have so many people sleeping together like this."

"Mo Xueyao, are your pants upstairs?" Li Wanyan asked, standing up with a rag in her hand.

"N-no... It's downstairs... cough..." Mo Xueyao looked embarrassed, wanting someone to help her with her suitcase, but too shy to ask.

Despite her dark circles, Li Wanyan understood her expression and immediately asked, "Which one is your suitcase and backpack? I'll bring them up for you."

"The backpack was the black and red one, and the suitcase was the tan one."

The tan suitcase was bought by her mother when she came to Hangzhou to work when she was young. It has been used for more than ten or twenty years now, and it has fallen into Mo Xueyao's hands.

Although it was an old suitcase with a plain, even outdated, color, it was of very good quality.

Even the pulleys that are most prone to wear and tear are still in normal working order.

Of course, this is also related to the mother's proper use of it.

If it were used by the father, it would probably be worn out long ago.

"I'll get it for you." Li Wanyan nodded.

"Thank you..." Mo Xueyao gave her a grateful look.

It's so great to have a class monitor like this.

Mo Xueyao's suitcase was quickly carried up by Li Wanyan, and Mo Xiaoxiao went downstairs to help her with her schoolbag. Now she was the first person to move into the attic.

Although the ceiling height of the attic is much lower than that of other floors, if you are 1.7 meters tall, you can probably reach the ceiling by standing on tiptoe.

Fortunately, the numerous windows on all sides reduced this oppressive feeling.

Actually, Mo Xueyao quite liked this low-ceilinged space.

There was a strange sense of security.

"Wait." Just as Mo Xueyao was about to push the suitcase in, the class monitor called out to her, "Let me clean the wheels for you."

"Oh, right, right." Mo Xueyao scratched her head a little embarrassedly, "I almost made the floor dirty again."

"It's alright." The class monitor smiled. Although she still looked tired, being with everyone seemed to have improved her mood a lot. "Okay, go in."

"Thank you."

Mo Xueyao thanked him very politely once again, and pushed her suitcase to the corner.

Then she opened the unfashionable little suitcase that only reached her hips and took out the bedding inside.

Since you are required to bring sheets and blankets, you don't need to worry about not having anything to put on the floor.

The only slightly uncomfortable thing is that if the sheet on the floor is too thin, it will be very hard to sleep on.

Fortunately, Mo Xueyao's mother specially prepared thick bed sheets for her, or more accurately, gave her two quilts.

One is a cover, and the other is a pad.

That's why she couldn't fit anything in her suitcase except those two items and a pillow; her change of clothes, soap, toothbrush, and other things were in her backpack.

She placed her suitcase and schoolbag in the corner, and after laying out the bedding, she comfortably crawled inside.

Since we're already in bed, there's no need to wear pants anymore.

She took the alarm clock out of her schoolbag and placed it next to her pillow.

However, it's still very early; it's only almost six o'clock.

Military training ended at 4:30, and then we had dinner around 4:50. We finished eating around 5:10. It took about ten minutes to walk back to the villa, plus the noisy shower with Hua Yinyin...

So much time has passed since then.

Mo Xueyao thought it was only a little past five o'clock.

At this time of year, the days are getting shorter, the sun is about to set completely, and a few dark clouds drift across the sky.

The entrance to the attic where people sleep is now restricted to those who have taken a shower; everyone else can only stand at the door and peek inside curiously.

Mo Xueyao, the only one who had her bedding laid out, became particularly conspicuous.

"Eeya oh~ Yaho~" Hua Yinyin excitedly cried out as she walked in carrying her clean suitcase.

Now only Mo Xueyao and she have taken a shower.

Mo Xueyao decisively decided to ignore her and took out a novel she had borrowed from the library the day before she left, which she had taken out of her bag and started reading.

The book was titled "Will future book titles get longer and longer, even longer than this book's title?" She didn't read the specific synopsis; she was simply attracted by the long and strange title and borrowed it to read.

She can borrow three books at a time from the library. The other two are normal, but this one is the strangest.

Now is the perfect time to take a bath, change clothes, and snuggle comfortably in bed to read.

However, with Hua Yinyin by her side, she clearly couldn't concentrate on reading—

"Little Yaoyao~" Hua Yinyin started calling her "Little Yaoyao" again, though she didn't know when it started. It felt like she was calling a baby or a pet cat. "Let's sleep together!"

“I refuse,” Mo Xueyao said with a stern face.

"Oh dear, why is she making that face? It's not cute at all! I still prefer the shy little Yao Yao!" Hua Yinyin blinked and began to imitate Mo Xueyao's shy expression.

This made Mo Xueyao feel extremely uncomfortable.

However, she still wouldn't let Mo Xueyao off the hook, even mimicking what Mo Xueyao had said: "Hey~! Do we have to wipe here too?"

"What game are you two playing?" Just then, Wang Jiale peeked in from the doorway and saw Hua Yinyin trying to crawl under Mo Xueyao's blanket. "Wow! You're trying to steal my Xiaoyao when I wasn't looking!"

"Hmph, don't you know what first come, first served? Who told you to go to the shop to buy things? Today, Xiaoyao is mine."

"Xiaoyao! I'll buy you a drink later, and let me sleep with you!"