A Young Woman's Heart

She absolutely cannot take other people's kindness for granted.

"Little Yaoyao, this book isn't good." Hua Yinyin, who had already flipped through half of the cookbook, finally got bored. "Do you have any other books?"

"I want to read this book... There's another book in my bag, you can take it yourself." Mo Xueyao inserted the straw into her milk and drank it happily.

Sweet plum orchard milk, I rarely get to drink it.

"Does Xiaoyao like sweet milk?" Hua Yinyin asked as she rummaged through her schoolbag.

"I like it whether it's sour, sweet, or plain," Mo Xueyao replied nonchalantly. "I love milk."

"She accepts anyone who comes along, I never expected Xiaoyao to be such a flirt."

Although she didn't know why this was related to being a womanizer, she knew very well that at this moment, she just needed to not answer her.

The more I answer her, the more enthusiastic she becomes; if I don't answer, she'll change the subject herself later.

"Is this the one?" Sure enough, after a short while, Hua Yinyin changed the subject and asked, waving a book with a pink cover.

"Hmm." Mo Xueyao didn't look up and responded casually.

"Falling in Love with You When You're Chubby," wow, what a heavy-handed book! Does the protagonist of this book have a particular fondness for chubby people?

"What's wrong with Fatty!" A chubby girl, having overheard Hua Yinyin's words, immediately called out jokingly.

Hua Yinyin completely ignores people she doesn't like, or girls who aren't pretty.

Mo Xueyao was certain that she was definitely a member of the "looks-matter" club.

"After reading a bit of the synopsis, it seems to be a romance novel set in the city, the kind that's quite heartwarming, so I borrowed it."

"Are you sure it's... an urban romance?" Hua Yinyin's expression became increasingly strange after flipping through a few more pages.

"Is not it?"

"Hmm...hmm...this book seems to be...about **breeding.

"Pfft." Mo Xueyao choked on her own saliva.

"Why does Xiaoyao always borrow such strange books? The previous one had such a long title but it was a cookbook, and this one has such a bizarre title but it's a book about animal husbandry. And the one you have in your hand, is it some kind of pornographic book?"

"...You're overthinking it. It's just a common urban legend," Mo Xueyao replied, her eyelids drooping.

"Oh dear, there aren't any good books out there, Yaoyao! I want to read with you!"

"Whatever...you..." Mo Xueyao thought there was nothing wrong with reading together.

It wasn't until Hua Yinyin pressed her face against hers, as if glued together and refusing to separate, that she realized Hua Yinyin could come up with all sorts of creative ideas for everything she did.

Perhaps, it's something only someone with a passion for life can do.

Because they were so close, Mo Xueyao could clearly feel the warm air exhaled by the other person, as well as the faint fragrance of strawberry toothpaste.

This made her face slightly flushed, but in order not to seem strange, she could only pretend that nothing had happened.

"Does Xiaoyao read so slowly?"

"Huh?"

"I've finished reading, turn the page now!"

"Hey, hey, don't go too far..."

Mo Xueyao muttered, actually trying to cover up her embarrassment.

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Chapter 57 Girls' Gossip (Part 1)

As an only child—and now an only daughter—Mo Xueyao had never slept in the same room with so many people before.

From kindergarten to high school, she was always a day student, and she didn't have much contact with her cousins, so she was used to being alone.

But it's nice to experience such a lively atmosphere occasionally.

Humans are, after all, social animals. Even those who are used to living alone will yearn for such lively moments.

On the edge of this cliff, there is a villa where girls gather in a low attic, playing and laughing.

They talked about the past, the present, and the future.

Mo Xueyao suddenly felt somewhat intoxicated, as if she were soaking in a glass of clear sake. Her body felt tingly and her mind was relaxed. She didn't need to exert any effort; she could just lie there lazily.

"Little Yaoyao, is it comfortable lying on me?" However, Hua Yinyin's voice broke the ethereal feeling.

Mo Xueyao sat up abruptly and turned her head to see that Hua Yinyin had somehow gotten up and was sitting cross-legged behind her. It seemed that she had been lying on Hua Yinyin's ample bosom.

Does drinking too much milk really make your penis bigger?

Mo Xueyao fell into thought.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything? You seemed to be enjoying yourself just now?"

"Ahem...!" Mo Xueyao coughed awkwardly twice. "Why are you sitting behind me...? Where's my pillow?"

“Here.” Hua Yinyin pointed to her head. She had been leaning against the wall, with the pillow sandwiched between her head and the wall as a soft cushion.

"Is it already nine o'clock?" Mo Xueyao picked up the alarm clock next to her, glanced at it, and muttered to herself in surprise.

But thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem strange. After all, she's almost finished reading this not-so-thin book of urban legends, and several hours have passed by now.

"Girls upstairs!" Just as everyone was chatting noisily, the female instructor's loud voice came from downstairs, "Lights out! What are you all arguing about! We can hear you from far away!"

The entire attic fell silent for a few seconds, then someone immediately darted to the window and quietly peered down.

"It's this way, it's this way." Because there are windows in three directions, you can't see the female instructor standing below unless you look from the front window.

The female instructor was just as stern as she was during the day, standing downstairs with her hands on her hips, looking up at you: "What are you all looking at? Turn off the lights and go to sleep! Do you want me to come up and turn them off for you?!"

The girls all shrank back, seemingly somewhat afraid.

"A tigress..."

"Why are you being so fierce... We don't know when the lights will be turned off."

"That's it."

Despite muttering this to themselves, everyone quickly crawled back into their blankets. The class monitor, who had been staring blankly at the ceiling from his blankets, stepped forward, made sure everyone was asleep, closed all the windows except for a few on the edges which were slightly ajar, and then 'click' turned on all the light switches in the attic.

The low attic was suddenly plunged into complete darkness.

In the silence, everyone heard the female instructor's voice gradually fade away until it disappeared completely, and then they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The girls, who were just chatting excitedly, obviously couldn't fall asleep right away.

Wang Jiale was the first to break the silence, saying, "Luckily, our class has a male instructor."

"Yes, it would be so painful if it were a female instructor." Mo Xueyao listened carefully and recognized that it sounded like Cha Li's voice.

"Why do women have to make things difficult for each other?" The voice was very distinctive; it must have been the voice of the girl in the class who was as fat as a panda. I think her name was Tian Xinnan.

The reason I think she looks like a panda is mainly because she is not only fat but also tall, making her look as robust as a bear.

But most of the time his expression is rather endearing, just like a panda.

With such a tall stature and terrifying weight, he's definitely more suited to commanding respect than most men.

"Women just love to make things difficult for other women. Isn't that how it's always been?" Cha Li muttered, and the others echoed her sentiments.

"Hey, by the way, is anyone in our class about to get their period?" Mo Zhuyou suddenly asked out of the blue.

Her voice is similar to her sister's; the main way to tell them apart is by their tone of voice.

This question made the girls start calculating the days.

Hua Yinyin, who was standing next to Mo Xueyao, said regretfully, "Ah—I did the math, and it seems I won't be here until next week."

"I wish mine had come later," Wang Jiale said with even more regret. "Mine just finished..."

"How many days have you all been here?" Li Wanyan asked abruptly in the darkness, her words silencing everyone.

Immediately someone laughed: "I thought the class monitor was going to give me a lecture. It scared me."

"Pfft, me too!"

"Yes, yes, the class monitor's voice is so authoritative."

"Am I usually that scary?" Li Wanyan's voice held a hint of helplessness. "Are you that afraid of me?"

"Well, it's because I feel like the class monitor rarely smiles, right?"

"Yeah, and they rarely chat with us."

"Is that so..." Li Wanyan seemed thoughtful, then returned to the original topic, "How many days do you usually come each time?"

"It takes me about three or four days on average," Hua Yinyin answered first, mainly because she was closest to the class monitor and could reach out and touch her, so of course she had to be the first to give the class monitor face and answer her question so that she wouldn't be too embarrassed.

"Huh? It's that short?" Wang Jiale exclaimed in surprise. "Mine... I think it will take seven days."

"Isn't that too long? Does she spend a quarter of the month on her period? Poor little Lele~"

Mo Xueyao's face turned slightly red.

She seemed completely unable to participate in the girls' conversations.

To be precise, after all, I've been a guy for sixteen years, so I probably understand guys a lot, but I don't really understand girls!

She was completely unfamiliar with and unaccustomed to topics like this, and the more she listened, the hotter her face became.

And... is this how girls chat... like this...?

I always thought guys wouldn't ask each other about male physiology; they usually talk about which girl is prettier or has a better figure.

At most, it's just a matter of comparing the length of something.

At this moment, Mo Xueyao felt like a boy who had blended into a group of girls. He didn't dare to make a sound, afraid that he would accidentally give himself away and make people think that he wasn't a girl—although no one would ever think that way.

“I think it will take me about five days,” Cha Li added.

"Hmm~ My last few times have been very short, only two or three days," Mo Xiaoxiao said softly.

So, as if by some unspoken agreement, everyone took turns announcing their menstrual cycle dates.