I really like your sand sculpture group friends

Joking aside, Mo Xiangwen's smile faded, and his expression became serious and gentle.

He gazed into Yan Nuoya's eyes and said softly, "The current situation... isn't quite right yet. I'll find a better time to confess to my dear Yan."

Upon hearing this, Yan Nuoya's long eyelashes trembled slightly. She pursed her lips, nodded slightly, and accepted his promise.

She was hesitating whether to stay here or get up and take care of some work.

Finally, a long-awaited, slightly hurried sound of footsteps arrived and stopped outside the door.

Yan Nuoya's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile as she turned her gaze toward the doorway.

Sure enough, the door was suddenly pushed open a crack even wider the next second.

Su Mengyao was wearing cute cartoon pajamas, only peeking her head in.

When she saw the scene in the room, her eyes widened instantly, and her cheeks flushed red at a visible speed.

"Waaaaaah! You you you you you you! You two!" Su Mengyao pointed at them, her emotions running high and her words were incoherent, her voice distorted.

Chapter 221 Bullying

Mengyao? Why did you come over at this time? Noya didn't even close the door.

Although there's no need to hide it anymore, at least we had some time to react...

Mo Xiangwen was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and silently looked at Yan Nuoya sitting next to him.

Yan Nuoya blinked her beautiful purple eyes, then slightly raised the corners of her mouth and gave him a faint smile.

In his eyes, this was tantamount to a blatant admission.

Yes, I did it on purpose.

Damn it, that woman.

But I can't get angry, so I'll just let it go.

Mo Xiangwen quickly reconciled with herself, sighed silently in her heart, and looked away to avoid being guessed by her inner thoughts.

Yan Nuoya simply smiled at him, seemingly having anticipated his reaction.

"Look at me! I'm still here!" Su Mengyao said angrily, "Why are you two exchanging glances without thinking?"

Hearing the anger in Mengyao's voice, Mo Xiangwen chuckled and turned his gaze to her.

Although he had said he liked everyone before, Mengyao didn't seem to have realized it.

"Mengyao, your voice is so loud, you'll call Mengli over." Mo Xiangwen made a shushing gesture and said softly, "Keep your voice down."

Su Mengyao immediately covered her mouth with her small hand and looked back, just in time to see Su Mengli opening the door and walking out.

"Nuoya, get up quickly," Su Mengyao urged in a low voice, "Your sister is coming."

She was stunned for a moment as soon as she finished speaking.

Why did she urge Noah to get up? Shouldn't they be the ones in a hurry?

Yan Nuoya blinked, and actually got out of bed, walked to Su Mengyao's side, and whispered in her ear, "Then thank you, Mengyao."

After saying that, he walked slowly to his desk, sat down, and opened his laptop.

Not long after she turned on her computer, Su Mengli also came into the room, looking at her sister and the other two with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong, Mengyao? Why are you making such a fuss all of a sudden?" Su Mengli said softly. "It's late. If you have something to say, you can lower your voice and talk it out. Otherwise, all this fussing will easily disturb the other neighbors."

Su Mengyao pursed her lips, looking at her sister with a wronged expression.

Seeing her like this, Su Mengli chuckled and turned to look at Mo Xiangwen.

"Xiang Wen, did you bully Meng Yao?"

Mo Xiangwen was startled when he was suddenly called out.

How could it be that he was the one who bullied Mengyao?

No, it seems that, rounding up, he could indeed be considered an accomplice to the bullying of Mengyao.

Although he didn't do it intentionally.

“Uh…” Mo Xiangwen hesitated for a moment, then nodded: “If you put it that way, it seems that I did bully Mengyao.”

“You…” Su Mengli looked at him with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, and was about to say something when Yan Nuoya interrupted her.

"No, it was me who bullied Mengyao." Yan Nuoya, who was typing on the keyboard, turned around and looked at the two people sitting at the door: "I'm sorry, Mengyao."

“Uh…” Su Mengli hesitated, glancing at Yan Nuoya and then at Mo Xiangwen.

What could he say? He could only nod.

Su Mengli was still somewhat skeptical and asked with some doubt, "With Mengyao's skill level, does she need to be bullied by the two of you working together?"

Su Mengyao looked at Su Mengli in disbelief, as if trying to confirm whether this was her twin sister.

Listen to what you're saying! Is this really your own sister?

"Sister..." Su Mengyao feigned sadness and said, "Am I still your most beloved little sister?"

Su Mengli couldn't help but smile slightly and patted her little head.

"What are you saying? You're my only sister."

"Then why did you join them in doing bad things?" Su Mengyao pouted.

"Sorry, sorry, what's wrong?" Su Mengli asked with a smile, "Tell me how they bullied you, and I'll help you get revenge."

These words immediately stumped Su Mengyao.

How is she supposed to explain this?

We need to repeat what Xiang Wen said: "I like Mengyao, and everyone else."

Then tell me about how Noah and I were exchanging glances on his bed earlier?

Uh, it seems like there's nothing wrong with the logic.

Su Mengyao looked at Mo Xiangwen hesitantly, but found him looking calm, as if he had been mentally prepared for this.

"Bad thing," Su Mengyao cursed inwardly.

You're mentally prepared, but I'm not.

Su Mengyao sighed silently, pursed her lips, and said softly, "It's nothing, they were just joking with me."

Su Mengli naturally saw through her sister's insincerity, so she smiled and shook her head.

"What? If you don't want to talk about it, you can't bring up old grievances next time, okay?" Su Mengli chuckled. "Any conflicts should be resolved on the spot."

Su Mengyao explained softly, "It definitely doesn't count as a conflict..."

She looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated, which made Su Mengli sigh helplessly.

What could she do? After all, she was her mentally challenged younger sister.

"Since you're unwilling to say what happened, and you say it wasn't a conflict," Su Mengli patted her little head, "then you're not allowed to bring up the past in the future."

Su Mengyao grumbled a few times, but still nodded reluctantly.

Su Mengli nodded slightly in satisfaction, then looked at Mo Xiangwen and Yan Nuoya and shook her head helplessly.

"You guys, don't bully Mengyao too much." Su Mengli chuckled, "Knowing that she's not quick-witted, it's too mean to bully her."

“Yes, yes…” Su Mengyao was about to agree, but then she immediately realized, “No, no.”

"Sister, you're bullying me." Su Mengyao immediately pouted and headbutted Su Mengli's arm.

"Alright, alright." Su Mengli smiled and pinched her cheek. "You don't want to talk about it, but you want me to help you get justice. Let's go back."

“It’s my fault,” Mo Xiangwen said.

Although the timing wasn't ideal, it wouldn't be good to let Mengyao take the blame for him.

Su Mengli looked at him with a puzzled expression upon hearing the voice.

Mo Xiangwen looked at her very seriously and said, "I..."

"Wait, wait, wait."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Su Mengyao shouted and rushed forward, covering his mouth with her hand and glaring at him fiercely.

"I'm not angry, so you're not allowed to say it."

Mo Xiangwen was speechless, but seeing her panicked yet serious expression, he could only nod to indicate that he understood.

Su Mengyao then let go of his hand, but still worried, she reminded him again, "You can't say anything now."

"Alright, alright, my Miss Su." Mo Xiangwen sighed, "Since you've put it that way..."

Su Mengli looked at the two of them thoughtfully, then glanced at Yan Nuoya, and fell into deep thought.

Su Mengyao got out of bed and quickly hugged Su Mengli's arm.

"Hmph, let's go, sis, let's go back." Su Mengyao snorted lightly: "I'm not playing with these two bad guys."

Su Mengli snapped out of her reverie and followed her out, saying "Goodnight" to the two people in the room before leaving.

"Okay, goodnight," Mo Xiangwen replied. "You guys should go to sleep early too."

P.S.: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone! I got home too late last night and fell asleep while typing. I'm catching up on yesterday's update now, and I'll try my best to write today's part as well.

Chapter 222 I Won't Let You Go.

As Su Mengli closed the door and left with Su Mengyao, the room returned to silence once more.

Seemingly waiting for the two to walk away, several minutes later Yan Nuoya closed her laptop, sat down next to him, and looked at him quietly.

Mo Xiangwen, who had just lain down, felt uneasy under her gaze and had no choice but to get up again and lean against the wall.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xiangwen asked, puzzled. "Is there something you want to say?"

Yan Nuoya pondered for a moment, then asked softly, "I just couldn't resist wanting to see Mengyao's reaction to verify my guess. I'm sorry."

"...I won't ask what your guess is," Mo Xiangwen said, shaking his head. "But there's no need to apologize to me, is there?"

"Perhaps, this has disrupted your plans?" Yan Nuoya asked uncertainly, "After all, now is not exactly a good time to be honest."

Mo Xiangwen chuckled and reached out to touch her face.

After pausing for a second or two and seeing that she didn't react, he knew that she had tacitly agreed.

Mo Xiangwen pinched her cheek.

Sometimes you can't help but marvel at how kind God is to beautiful girls.

At the same age, Noah also doesn't like to use any skincare or makeup products, but her skin is so much better than his; her cheeks are so tender that it looks like you could squeeze water out of them.

"You're so adorable, my dear Yan." Mo Xiangwen couldn't help but exclaim, "You know I'm a womanizer, yet you still don't want to interfere with my plans."

Yan Nuoya pursed her lips, shook her head slightly, shook his hand off her face, then leaned forward and bit his shoulder hard.

A sharp pain shot through me instantly.

"Hiss—" Mo Xiangwen gasped, the pain almost bringing tears to his eyes. He quickly cried out, "Gently, gently, Miss Nuoya, you're really biting me hard."

Even without looking, he knew that there was at least a deep tooth mark on his shoulder.

But at least his dear Yan knew her limits and bit the safest shoulder.

"I only have you left, I only want you." Yan Nuoya didn't answer him, but instead continued talking to herself.

Her voice wasn't as clear as before; instead, it sounded muffled, as if she were making a sound through her nose.

Even if you're a bad guy, I won't let you go.

Mo Xiangwen paused for a moment, then pulled Yan Nuoya into a tight embrace.

"Yes, you still have me." Feeling the softness and fragrance of the girl's body, Mo Xiangwen gently stroked her back and said softly, "Yan is so cute, I can't bear to let go of her, not even if I were to cut her with a woodcutter's knife."

"Hmm." Yan Nuoya responded listlessly, and after a short while asked, "So what are you planning to do? Do you have any ideas?"

As Yan Nuoya spoke, her warm breath gently brushed against the skin on the back of his neck, making him feel a little itchy.

"No, I don't have any plans," Mo Xiangwen said softly. "I can only say that I will do my best to deal with whatever happens and try my best to get their consent."

"How about, as compensation?" Yan Nuoya blinked. "I'll try to think of a way for you?"

"I appreciate your kindness for now, but there's nothing I need your help with right now," Mo Xiangwen shook his head.