Mygo, you guys seem to be getting a bit heavy-hearted.

"Gurgle—" Xiangzi cried out, clutching his stomach, overwhelmed by the pain.

"No, no, no, that's not it, Aine! I don't like Mr. Yanming! Ah! It's not like that! I don't dislike him... but it's really not what you think..."

The lamp, unusually flustered, blushed crimson under the light, its roots turning a deep red, and she stammered an explanation.

However, explaining is worse than not explaining.

"Gurgle..." As a puff of white smoke drifted out from above, the lights officially went out of service.

"Hiss—" Yanming gasped. His vocal cords were already sore, and now his stomach was hurting too.

Despite the double pain, my mind became even clearer, and my efficiency reached an unprecedented peak.

Does Xiaodeng like herself?

When? Is it true or false?

Judging from the reaction, it doesn't seem fake... but there's absolutely no reason or basis for this.

What is it about me that makes Xiaodeng like me?

Unlike Xiangzi, whom she could see every day, she had far fewer interactions with Deng. Even if a vague feeling of affection had developed, it should have disappeared quickly...

Yanming would never have imagined

The object of "admiration" will continuously improve and repair itself in the eyes of believers, gradually approaching perfection... and less communication can stimulate this process even more.

The unreserved trust that Deng had in Yanming perfectly illustrates this point.

"I'm going out for a bit, it's a little stuffy in the room..."

Yanming decisively made a quick getaway.

He feared that if he continued thinking, his brain would not be able to withstand the high temperature and would eventually overheat and explode.

Soon, only Aine and two other girls who were unable to move or speak due to their own reasons remained in the private room.

Looking at the mess in front of her, Ai Yin belatedly realized what had happened and blinked, "Did I... say something I shouldn't have?"

Even with high emotional intelligence, Aine is still just a sixteen-year-old girl, and it's inevitable that she might overlook certain emotions due to a lack of understanding.

This situation occurred during a chat.

Commonly known

They've been chatting non-stop.

Moreover, she seemed to have played a trump card right away, stunning the three people, including Yanming.

"Hiss—" Ai Yin pinched her temples and slowly bent over.

The entire army was wiped out.

……

[New romanceable target detected]

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[Name: Chihaya Aine]

[Current Intimacy Level: Friendly (50)]

[First Phase Task Released:]

[Help Aiyin successfully join the band and help her integrate into it.]

[Current completion rate: 0% → 10%]

[Rewards are being drawn...]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: Ayane's worn lunchbox (with complimentary cutlery).]

Chapter 142 Haji Xiang is in need of love

……

After leaving the karaoke bar, Yanming drove around delivering gifts to Deng and Aiyin, taking them home one by one.

After Aine exposed their secret, none of them wanted to continue singing, so they had no choice but to go back.

...Putting that aside, at least the previously set plan has proceeded smoothly.

All Ai-yin needs to do is meet with other people and find a way to gain their approval before she can officially join Xiao-deng's band.

But before that, she still needs to practice her guitar, which even dogs shake their heads at.

……

Aiyin returned home and used two fingers to hook down her little leather shoes in the entryway, preparing to put them back in the shoe cabinet.

"...Why do I feel like I'm missing a pair of shoes?"

……

"Sniff—sniff—"

"What are you twisting around for?" Yanming glanced at Xiangzi, who was sniffing around in the car, through the rearview mirror and immediately reminded him, "Don't move around, we're almost home."

"Smell—no, I think I smell something in the car, something like...unwashed smelly socks?"

Simply put, it smells like sweat.

Well, that's understandable. No matter how mature Yanming is, he's actually about the same age as them.

Yanming typed out a question mark: "?"

Are you kidding me? How could this car possibly smell like stinky socks?

He's not that unclean; Xiangzi himself is more likely to have done it than him.

"You must be smelling something wrong. I just picked up my new car a few days ago."

Oops, I let it slip.

Xiangzi's gaze instantly locked onto him: "You secretly took your driving test and then bought a car on the side???"

“No need to worry about it. (Looks away)” Yanming focused on the road, coughed twice, “Ahem, stop fooling around, we’re driving.”

Xiangzi snorted and continued searching every corner of the car.

Yanming, sitting in the front, might not have noticed the smell, but in Xiangzi's seat, the slight odor of sweat lingered around his nose and only appeared suddenly after the two men got off the bus.

"...What's this?" After a while, Xiangzi noticed something that seemed to have been stuffed into the gap under his seat.

This is probably the source of the stench.

Without thinking much, Xiangzi reached out and pulled it out of the gap. Only after the object was fully revealed did Xiangzi freeze in shock.

"Yanming".

"What is it now?" Yanming glanced at the rearview mirror.

At that glance, he wondered if he was seeing things.

Xiangzi, looking aggrieved, held up a pair of small leather shoes with wrinkled over-the-knee socks stuffed inside, presenting them as evidence of his crime.

"...Is it that mine isn't enough for you? You like this...why don't you ask me for it? Is my flavor not strong enough?"

[ps: As a running girl from Yuuchi, Aine's sweat glands operate with astonishing efficiency, which is why her fragrance after maturing is several times richer than that of Daisho's feet—this is also recorded in ancient books.]

"You like smelly things... I can do that with a little effort! Please stop stealing girls' shoes and socks, okay?"

Yanming sighed: "Xiao Xiang, you..."

It seems a bit anthropomorphic.

When I first met him, I thought he was an innocent and kind child. How did he turn out like this after I raised him?

Which part of the process went wrong?

"*Sniff*, yew—it stinks. Okay, Yanming, I really can't do this..."

As is well known, octopuses do not have sweat glands.

"But I can help you get Xiao Mu."

As we all know, cucumbers are high in water content and their juice is sweet.

"Stop! Stop..." Yanming quickly called out, his voice trembling slightly, "Be normal, stop making things up. These shoes were probably just left on the car by accident, it has nothing to do with me."

[Host, remember to check your messages regularly.]

...Damn it, I knew it was you who did this.

"I know, Yanming, how could you do such a thing?" Xiangzi neatly stacked the little leather shoes on the ground. "I was just teasing you."

"..."

Haji Xiang is in need of love.

Yanming increased the car's speed without saying a word.

"Haha, you got fooled, didn't you?"

"..."

"Huh? Why are you suddenly driving so fast? Why are we in such a hurry to get home?"

"..."

"...Yanming, why aren't you saying anything?...I was just joking...right?"

"..."

"Can I not get a spanking?"

"We will fight."

"Why did you have to reply with this one of those things?!"

"..."

The answer is respect for the ingredients.

……

In the end, I still couldn't bring myself to smoke it too hard.

It made her feel good.

……

Time flies, and the weekend is here in the blink of an eye.

"I...I'm here...Huff—huff—" Ai Yin stopped in front of Yan Ming, supporting herself on her knees with her hands, panting heavily.

Because she was almost late, she practically ran all the way there.

For most people (like a lamp), they would have been exhausted by now.

However, there are differences in physical condition between people. With her well-trained muscles, this short distance is nothing at all!

Whoosh——

Speaking of which... could this be the reason why I've always been a tablet user?

"Here, take your time."

"It's ice cream, thank you~" Ai Yin took the extra-large cup of ice cream from Yan Ming and started eating it with a spoon.

What could be more refreshing than a bowl of ice cream after exercising in the summer?

Yanming glanced at Aiyin's empty back: "Where's your guitar?"

Ai Yin's expression suddenly froze as soon as she put the ice cream in her mouth, before it had even melted.

Oh no, we're doomed.

Although I sent my guitar to the repair shop a few days ago, the owner said that the guitar was badly damaged and many parts needed to be replaced. It would take some time to repair, and I haven't received any message from him until this morning that I could pick it up.

She had rushed over to apologize to Yanming in person, but she got so caught up in the rush that she forgot everything and unceremoniously ate the ice cream he offered her...

"Hahahahaha..."

But this ice cream is so delicious, it must be very expensive...