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"Right, class monitor?"

Hu Yu'en thought Chen Yajie had sent her a team-up request.

Well... she did seem to enjoy her meal, but if she echoed Chen Yajie's words like that, wouldn't Wan Feng chop her up into chili powder too...?

Poke~

"Yu'en, what's wrong? Are you really angry? You haven't said a word since the beginning." Jiang Wanfeng knew her best friend best; she could tell from Hu Yu'en's stiff smile that something was wrong...

There's nothing I can do!

"I, um, I'm fine!" Hu Yu'en immediately offered a fawning smile.

"Um, Ya Jie's dumplings were delicious... but I didn't eat them all by myself... Wan Feng, I'll spit them out for you now..."

"Huh?!" Jiang Wanfeng was stunned. Before she could react, her best friend had tackled her to the lawn.

"What's wrong with you, Hu Yu'en?"

"Wanfeng, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to, my heart is still with you..."

"no..."

"The vice-class monitor seems to be under a lot of pressure, doesn't she?" Chen Yajie asked with concern.

"She seemed really strange last night, she even wanted to sleep in my arms."

The gentle and understanding young woman said,

"I guess it's their first time living in a dormitory, and with the pressure of senior year being so high, they're probably scared?"

"Is it really that exaggerated..." Jiang Wanfeng frowned, feeling that it was too abnormal.

...

"Lin Mo, what the hell are you standing there for?! Shoot!"

"Damn it, what's that bastard's name again, Wu Di? He's terrible, loves to play around, and is a total show-off!" Li Huowang cursed angrily. "Don't go easy on that kind of trash!"

Lin Mo didn't want to stand there blankly, but he caught a glimpse of the three girls sitting on the steps...

Why does it look like they're wrestling?

Chapter 56 The Fragile Delusions of Four Girls

With PE class nearing its end, and it being the fourth period, I managed to sneak into the cafeteria to be among the first to enjoy a big meal.

Seeing that the three girls who had been "wrestling" had somehow gotten back to normal and were now walking together towards the cafeteria, it was clear they had fallen silent again.

Although Lin Mo was perfectly aware that he had no "official" relationships with any of the girls,

But having three people huddle together right under my nose... is still too dangerous.

Fortunately, he had already given Chen Yajie some mental guidance at the very beginning of PE class; only Jie Bao was so easy to manipulate.

She would believe whatever Lin Mo said.

Unlike Ran Bao's trust, Li Qingran could see through his lies, but she wouldn't say anything.

Jiebao is someone I entrust to completely. As long as what he says makes even a little bit of logic, I won't even have any doubts.

Currently, Chen Yajie has not had any conflicts with Jiang Wanfeng, and even gets along well with Fengbao.

On the contrary, Hu Yu'en was the one with the strongest reaction; it was she who suddenly tackled Jiang Wanfeng, startling Lin Mo...

They went to the cafeteria together...that cafeteria was a restricted area.

If it's just Jiang Wanfeng and Hu Yu'en going, they'll almost always be on the second floor of the cafeteria, while Chen Yajie is on the first floor. But if the three of them go together, then the location changes unpredictably.

After standing Wangzi and the others up, Lin Mo returned to the classroom, intending to take Ran Bao home for dinner.

I've neglected Ranbao for a whole class, or more accurately, for the entire morning, because she's been sleeping the whole time and isn't very interested.

In the morning, he even leaned against the window and deliberately created a chaotic scene.

She happened to be awake, staring blankly at the Pikachu water bottle in her hand, lost in thought.

"I can sneak some time during PE class and eat at home today." Lin Mo looked at her, feeling a little guilty.

Although she made it clear that she wouldn't be a burden to him, Lin Mo also let her experience the joy of helping Jie Bao, going along with her wishes, not wanting to be a burden to him, and working together with him...

Li Qingran's nature won't change, but her thoughts will, especially given her exceptional learning ability and immense potential for improvement in interpersonal skills...

"The cafeteria wasn't open this morning, so Chen Yajie and the others didn't have breakfast, and that's why we gave it to them..."

Lin Mo said it casually, and then helped her pack her things.

Li Qingran had brought her little white plush toy because she wanted to sleep, and she hugged it tightly to her arms. Lin Mo tugged at it a couple of times but couldn't budge it.

"Breakfast," she said listlessly.

"...What's wrong?"

"Only three portions." Li Qingran rested her chin on the doll, murmuring dejectedly.

"I had already bought three servings before I met Ya Jie."

Okay, a fatal logical fallacy: buying three copies in advance means Lin Mo originally planned to give one to Chen Yajie as well.

I've been seen through.

However, this was clearly not the main reason for her unhappiness; Li Qingran wasn't that petty.

What else could it be? Perhaps intelligence could help.

"Yes, Ya-jie received what was bought in advance... Weren't you there too? The other person didn't consider that it would be awkward not to give it to someone we all know..."

Lin Mo tried to explain, but Li Qingran simply stood up while holding the doll, and leaned against him somewhat stiffly.

"Lin Mo, let's go home."

"Okay... let's go home."

The speed at which Li Qingran got home depended on her walking speed; today it was unusually fast, and she arrived at the villa in less than five minutes.

Lin Mo always felt that Li Qingran had a lot to say to him, but she rarely expressed it directly in words.

Just like how she stayed up all night to complete that seemingly "meaningless" saliva revival plan,

She wasn't good with words, so she had to make her feelings and attitude clear to Lin Mo.

Upon reaching the second floor, Li Qingran returned to her bedroom as usual, turned on her computer, and watched her cartoons.

Lin Mo went to the kitchen to cook. Ran Bao was in a bad mood today, so he had to cook something appetizing to cheer her up.

Having been a stay-at-home dad for so long, my muscle memory for cooking has long been developed to its limit through self-discipline. Knife skills, wok tossing, and temperature control are second nature to me.

This skill is still too overpowered. Lin Mo thinks he might practice more with mini-games so he can beat Ran Jiang to tears when they play together...

"I can't bear to part with you, my wife!"

"Honey~ Waaah..."

The sound coming from the bedroom made Lin Mo's hand tremble, and the spatula almost flew out of his hand.

It was confirmed that the noise came from the speaker and had nothing to do with Ran Jiang. If Ran Jiang called him that, it wouldn't be a spatula flying up; Lin Mo could fly her straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Huh? What is Ran-chan looking at? Is it something so ambiguous?

The noise from the bedroom continued; the volume was particularly loud today, the whole room was filled with the howling of Grey Wolf.

"From now on, the child's name will be..."

"Wait until I complete the Bitter Gourd King's mission..."

Now she understood. Li Qingran was watching the Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf movie again—a movie full of rabbits and bitter gourds.

He forgot the specifics of the episode, only remembering that it was the most tear-jerking episode from his childhood.

Will Ranbao cry from watching this?

Then he would hug her tightly and comfort her.

"Momordica charantia."

Suddenly, he felt a cool sensation behind him; a soft, cool girl snuggled close and gently hugged him.

It seems the volume of the speakers was too loud, masking the girl's cat-like steps.

"Want to eat bitter melon?"

Lin Mo freed one hand to take her wrist. Her hand was smooth and supple, without an ounce of excess fat, making it perfect for both intimate play and distant admiring.

"I don't want to eat." Li Qingran pressed her head against his back, her heart pounding like the second hand of a clock, driving the gears of her body to turn.

"Lin Mo, Bitter Gourd is so bad." She rubbed against his back and muttered.

"Eat it."

"Okay, let me see if there's any bitter melon in the fridge, I'll cut some up." Lin Mo gently pulled away from Li Qingran's embrace, walked out of the kitchen, opened the fridge, and took out a small piece of bitter melon.

When I returned, I found Li Qingran had picked up a kitchen knife, the blade reflecting the firelight from the stove.

Looking at him, her starry eyes were cold.

Lin Mo's steps froze, his heart stopped. What's going on, Ran Bao?

"Snap." Li Qingran provided the voiceover, brandishing the blade, "I'm cutting it off, bitter melon."

"Ah...so you wanted to cut the bitter melon yourself?" Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the girl's side.

"Ah."

"Lin Mo, you're trembling."

"Uh...it's a bit cold."

"I'm hot, Lin Mo."

"It's warm in the kitchen, but cold outside. Ranbao, the knife is dangerous, let me do it..."

"I come."

Li Qingran took the bitter melon from Lin Mo's hand, placed it on the cutting board, and gave it a quick "crush."

The bitter melon was cut in half immediately.

Ran Sang, what a quick knife!

"Lin Mo, bitter melon is bad."

Okay, okay, I know he's bad, so I'm not bad, right, Ran-chan? I'm afraid you'll chop me up too someday...

"Bitter melon, don't give it to us, it's bad."

After cutting the bitter melon into a few more pieces, the girl finally put down the knife, turned around, and threw herself back into his arms, her soft, boneless waist colliding with his.

"Lin Mo, I don't have to eat."

"Others can also choose not to eat."

You can't...

Hearing this, Lin Mo understood Ran Bao's thoughts.

She probably didn't care how many breakfasts she prepared for others; she only cared about Lin Mo's.

Li Qingran is very generous, especially when she's with other people.

But when it comes to his shortchanging her, she becomes incredibly stingy...

"Okay, okay, I'll eat two more bowls of rice later and I won't do it again."

"You have to eat bitter melon," the girl emphasized.

"Okay, just hold it and start gnawing on it."

In reality, Li Qingran simply couldn't bear to see Lin Mo suffer, even if it was clearly not a significant injustice...

But he felt that Ran Jiang was a bit too extreme today. Perhaps the shock she experienced last night hadn't subsided, making her unusually sensitive.

The dishes are ready: a simple two-dish meal with soup.

The girl would deliberately pick out the bitter melon from the dish and eat it, her eyebrows drooping in a cartoonish way as she ate, and her eyes squinting with a bitter expression.

"Mmm..."