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Fang Qiu initially shrank back, but seeing the slightly worried look in Hu Tao's eyes, she gently bit her red lips and went to meet her.

"It seems a bit hot. Could it be that I caught a cold from the sea breeze tonight?"

Hu Tao thought for a moment and said worriedly, "How about we go to Bubulu? I know someone there."

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I just suddenly feel a little hot. I'll be fine after a sip of water."

Fang Qiu quickly shook his head, got up, picked up the water glass on the table, and took a small sip.

As the cool coconut milk went down her throat, Fang Qiu finally felt her burning body cool down considerably.

Then she noticed two lip prints that were almost completely pressed together on the cup.

One is her own lip print, and the other lip print is...

Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked at Hu Tao's lips...

Chapter 113 A Strong Desire to Be Close

"Your face seems even redder? Are you really okay?"

Seeing Fang Qiu standing there in a daze, Hu Tao frowned slightly and leaned closer to him again.

A fragrance of plum blossoms wafted over.

Looking at the walnuts so close to her, Fang Qiu subconsciously took a step back, her pretty face turning even redder.

So close.

Speaking of which, there was a scene in that book where two girls were kissing, wasn't there?

"Don't worry, I'm really fine. It's just too hot in the room."

Fang Qiu quickly said.

"Alright then, but you absolutely mustn't try to tough it out if anything happens, understand?"

Hu Tao gave instructions.

"Don't worry, if I feel unwell, I will definitely trouble you, Master Hu."

Fang Qiu smiled gently and said.

"That's good."

Hu Tao smiled and picked up the cup of coconut milk, taking a small sip from the same spot where Fang Qiu had just drunk.

Seeing this, Fang Qiu couldn't help but bite her lip lightly and clench the hem of her clothes slightly.

They indirectly kissed again...

However, Hu Tao didn't seem to realize this.

She sat back down on the bouncy bomb, picked up her fork, cut off a piece of cake, and put it in her mouth.

After chatting for a while, Fang Qiu breathed a slight sigh of relief after realizing that he had kept the book and the fact that he and she had indirectly kissed a secret from her.

That's dangerous.

Fang Qiu turned her gaze to the letters in the box and the books wrapped tightly in red cloth in the wooden box.

His expression was somewhat strange.

Come to think of it, this whole box isn't all like this, is it...?

So she decided to wait until Hu Tao left before opening it.

This is the only way to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Ah!

safe.

Thinking of this, Fang Qiu put the book "Junior Sister, Be Gentle, Senior Sister is Hurting" back into the wooden box and gently closed the box.

"Fang Qiu, aren't you going to continue watching?"

"I can't believe it," Hu Tao asked, puzzled.

"I'm not going to watch anymore, I want to chat with you for a while."

Fang Qiu smiled and said.

"Oh, okay, okay. Let me tell you something funny that happened a while ago. Come sit here."

Hu Tao smiled, got up, moved closer to the bouncy bomb, patted the spot next to her, and said.

"Ah."

Fang Qiu was taken aback at first, then nodded slightly and sat down next to Hu Tao.

After Fang Qiu sat down, Hu Tao moved slightly closer to him and began to tell a story, saying, "Some time ago, someone came to me and said that there were monsters around Chihu Rock and asked if Wangsheng Hall could help deal with it."

"Huh? A monster?"

At first, Fang Qiu was a little bothered by Hu Tao's thighs being pressed tightly against him, but after hearing the word "monster," he was slightly taken aback, and that ambiguous feeling was instantly replaced by fear.

In her previous life, she would have felt almost nothing upon hearing this word, and might even have wanted to laugh a little.

If you were to mention ghosts, she would be afraid.

However, the word "monster" evokes images of cranes or foxes repaying a debt of gratitude, completely lacking any sense of eeriness or terror.

But this life is different...

This world has gods, immortals, and even zombies.

She wouldn't be surprised if there were any monsters or evil spirits, so the word "monster" became associated with the bloodthirsty, cannibalistic monsters of Lion Camel Ridge in Journey to the West.

If you see a monster.

She probably would faint from fright on the spot.

"Don't rush, let me finish."

Hu Tao smiled and said, "So, I went to investigate that very day. It took me a whole day to find out that a drunkard had plunged into the bushes, and then some wicked person had pulled down his pants. That night, it was dark, and the person who came to the Rebirth Hall for help didn't look closely and thought it was a butt that had become a spirit. He was so scared that he turned around and ran away on the spot. As the story spread, many people are now guessing when that butt monster will be killed by the immortals."

At this point, Hu Tao couldn't help but chuckle.

Fang Qiu paused for a moment, then chuckled softly.

It startled her; she thought it was a real monster.

As expected, folk rumors are not to be trusted.

But then again, this guy is really pitiful.

So, don't drink excessively, otherwise, who knows what kind of despicable things those bored people will do after you collapse on the roadside.

They even went so far as to pull down someone's pants.

For example...

Who knows, maybe someone will do something even more embarrassing next time...

I wonder how many people were around when that guy woke up the next day. If there weren't many people, he could just cover his face and run away. But if there were many people, he probably would have been socially dead on the spot.

I reckon he'll be heading to a bar to drown his sorrows again that night because of this.

After Hu Tao finished telling the story, the atmosphere became completely relaxed.

They chatted and laughed for a while, until it was completely late.

Hu Tao is going home too, saying she has things to do tomorrow.

After leaving Fang Qiu's house, Hu Tao walked on the bluestone street and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

He let out a long breath.

For some reason, seeing Fang Qiu blush just now made her feel like she couldn't breathe.

Moreover, he especially wanted to get close to Fang Qiu.

……

After seeing Hu Tao off, Fang Qiu let out a long breath, locked the door, and sat on the bouncy bomb.

The bouncy bomb still retained the warmth of Walnut's body.

There was also a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

She shook her head, trying to clear the jumbled fragments she had just seen from her mind, and then let out a long breath.

She got up, walked to the exquisite wooden box, and opened it.

He took out the book "Junior Sister, Be Gentle, Senior Sister is Hurting" and placed it on the desk, then turned his gaze to the three letters under the book.

"Strange."

Fang Qiu muttered to himself.

The three letters have very different envelope styles; the top one features colorful fireworks on its envelope.

The middle envelope is printed with flowers that resemble a family crest.

The bottom envelope was empty; it was Pu's envelope.

Let's look at it from top to bottom.

The first letter was sent to her by a girl named Naganohara Yoshimiya.

Her handwriting wasn't very neat, but it was full of childlike fun and liveliness, clearly showing that she was a cheerful and outgoing young lady who loved playing with children.

The contents were roughly about how she really liked her book, looked forward to meeting her one day, asked her if she liked watching fireworks, and said that if she came to Inazuma, she should definitely go to the Naganohara fireworks shop to find her, and then go to the festival together.

At the end of the letter, there was a cute smiley face drawn.

The second letter was written in very neat and beautiful handwriting. Although Fang Qiu's handwriting was clumsy, he still remembered how to use a brush and could tell at a glance that the writer had good calligraphy skills.

Moreover, it was made by a girl.

Compared to Naganohara Yomi-no-miya, this girl named Kamisato Ayaka was much quieter.

Her words reveal the elegance and refinement of a lady from a prominent family.

The contents of the letters were largely similar to those of Naganohara Yoshimiya, however, only a small part of Naganohara Yoshimiya's letters were storytelling, while the majority were inquiries about Fang Qiu's daily life.