Superpowered Love Academy

"Tuqi let me out this time. Although I dislike her, she usually keeps her word."

Upon hearing that Tu Mi had temporarily gained her freedom, Zuo Le felt she should be happy.

But his heart inexplicably sank to the bottom.

Did Tu Qi release her?

He couldn't help but recall a few words Tu Qi had said before, words that had seemed somewhat inexplicable at the time...

[I told you before, the rose of Sharon is also a very special thing to me.]

There aren't many people she's liked over the years. Although she hasn't said it explicitly, I can sense your importance to her.

I can't very well kill her, so I can only come over and see you more!

These words seem to be referring to the rose of Sharon.

But a deeper emotion seems to be pointing at him!

A feeling of losing something important spread through Zuo Le's heart.

Zuo Le wasn't quite sure why she was thinking about these things or why she had these emotions.

He suddenly felt chest tightness and even had difficulty breathing.

Even Tu Mi, who was washing her hands, could tell that something was wrong with her reaction.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I'm just going out for a smoke."

Tu Mi watched Zuo Le walk out of the room and bit her lip awkwardly.

This meeting didn't seem to bring her the joy she had imagined. Although she was stubborn and liked to pretend nothing was wrong, she didn't.

But deep down, she still longs to reunite with Zuo Le, and it would be even better if they could live a normal life together in the future.

However, Zuo Le's reaction was not as Tu Mi had imagined.

Young girls are sensitive.

Tu Mi could sense that Zuo Le did experience a brief moment of joy at the beginning, but this was followed by a strong emotional backlash and internal conflict.

"What's up with him?"

Doorway.

Zuo Le took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but when the light of the lighter shone in front of his eyes, he hesitated.

He never thought there was anything wrong with smoking.

But then a sentence inexplicably popped into his head.

No smoking!

Zuo Le felt that he had put down the cigarette because he was forced by Tu Qi's tyranny.

But now, a thought suddenly occurred to him.

Did you ever quit smoking for someone at some point?

"What a joke," Zuo Le said self-deprecatingly.

In his previous life, he smoked for about twenty years, starting from childhood and never stopping, and no one cared about him.

Moreover, with his unique and extreme personality, which he doesn't even like himself, how could he possibly quit smoking for someone else?

This is simply impossible.

Zuo Le touched his lips with the fingers holding the cigarette.

Although he himself was unwilling to admit it, the reason for this action was that he was trying to awaken memories through touch.

He tried to recall that kiss.

And everything associated with that kiss.

"Hey, are you having an episode?" Tu Mi appeared at the doorway at some point, perhaps she had just come out, or perhaps she had been standing there watching for a while.

But it was this noise that pulled Zuo Le out of the vortex of emotions.

It's refreshing and comfortable.

Zuo Le also knew that she shouldn't get caught up in that kind of unfounded emotional turmoil, as that would only waste her energy.

No matter what secrets there may be, the past should not affect the present.

Even if an investigation is necessary, it should wait until he has fully recovered his strength before proceeding with the investigation.

Zuo Le smiled and lowered his head. He finally lit his cigarette and turned back to rub Tu Mi's head.

"You do know how to care about people? It's a pity you used the wrong tone."

“Narcissistic people never understand their own position,” Tu Mi said, then turned and went back to her room.

She sensed that Zuo Le's mood had improved, and that was enough.

Zuo Le stood silently at the door, smoking. Not being able to smoke in his own room was indeed a terrible situation.

But that's life; it's always changing.

Moreover, he doesn't need to be in a hurry.

After finishing his cigarette, Zuo Le returned to his room and found that Tu Mi had already started eating.

What a big bowl of tomato and beef brisket rice! Now all that's left is tomatoes and rice; the beef brisket is gone, and only a few pieces of fatty meat remain.

When Tu Mi saw Zuo Le return, she picked up a piece of paper to wipe her mouth, then pushed the lunchbox towards him:

"Here, this is what I kindly left for you."

Staring at the leftovers, Zuo Le's lips twitched; his prediction had come true perfectly.

Stray dog ​​at heart!

Zuo Le took a deep breath, trying her best not to get angry over such a small matter.

"You're so kind..."

"I might be staying here for a while, I can't let you starve. Here, this is the room fee."

As Tu Mi spoke, she took out a crumpled 200 yuan from her pocket and placed it on the table as a token of appreciation.

Zuo Le stared at the 200 yuan and couldn't help pinching his brow.

"What do you have to say about the 3000 yuan you stole from me last time?"

When Tu Mi saw Zuo Le bring up the matter again, her expression became serious. She stood up and walked to stand in front of Zuo Le, then raised her head slightly as if to try to build up her aura.

"Are you planning to use such a despicable reason to force me to submit?"

Zuo Le: ? ?

"Then so be it."

Before Zuo Le could react, Tu Mi suddenly spun around in front of Zuo Le, and something flashed by.

A breeze stirred up the hem of her skirt, but the fragrance mingled with the scene, lingering in Zuo Le's memory.

Tu Mi was very thin, much thinner than Tu Qi, but a sentence popped into Zuo Le's mind.

Plump and delicious.

Zuo Le lowered his head in silence, his expression somewhat dazed.

I thought to myself, "Pretty girls are so annoying, whether they're older or younger sisters."

They all liked to use such despicable methods as seduction on him.

"What's wrong with you?"

Before Zuo Le could speak, Tu Mi had already sat back down in her chair, crossed her legs, and poked her feet at Zuo Le's waist.

Seeing that Zuo Le's body was still stiff as a stone, Tu Mi said those annoying words in a light tone again:

"Tsk, still savoring the memory?"

Zuo Le remained silent.

"Aren't you wearing something?"

Remain silent.

"You've been suppressing your feelings for too long, I'm really worried about you!"

You should worry about yourself.

Zuo Le gave a perfunctory warning, then got up to cultivate.

Cultivation can not only adjust one's mindset and calm emotions, but also enhance one's strength, so nothing is more important than cultivation.

"Tch, I'll call the police."

Tu Mi pouted, tidied up the table a bit, and then started cultivating as well.

night.

After finishing her cultivation, Zuo Le glanced at the bed. Tu Mi had already taken a shower and put on the white shirt she usually wore.

His gaze lingered on her defined collarbone for a moment, and Zuo Le, recalling Tu Qi's silk nightgown, couldn't help but remind her:

"If you're planning to stay a while longer, you could buy a couple of sets of pajamas or nightgowns..."

Tu Mi, who was lying on the bed, glanced at Zuo Le:

"Hmph, I can't think of any other use for a nightgown besides seducing men."

Zuo Le: ? ? ? ? ?

"No, what does a nightgown have to do with seducing men?"

"What, you want to stick your hand in in the middle of the night?"

Niu Mo, wasn't he talking about comfort and home?

And if he were to reach out, what would be the difference between a shirt and a nightgown?

He glanced at Tu Mi's long, completely exposed legs. Wasn't this blatant seduction?

"what ever."

Speechless, Zuo Le simply went to take a shower.

Standing in front of the shower, Zuo Le could only use cold water to calm herself down.

Although Tu Mi's identity is also special, it is definitely not as outrageous as Tu Qi's, and this time she said that she was released.

Does that mean we can live a normal life from now on?

What is a normal life like for a girl from a family in the Holocaust Church?

Learning, growing...

Like ordinary people, can you make friends and even fall in love?

Then, the ritual of inheritance?

"Forehead."

Zuo Le subconsciously touched his nose, looked down, and couldn't help feeling conflicted.

Am I really suppressing myself too much?

Otherwise, why would you always be thinking about those things?

It must be that the two sisters, Tu Qi and Tu Mi, have been tempting him too much lately. He's a normal person, so it's perfectly normal for him to have emotional fluctuations.

"Never mind."

He is not a saint either.

It's perfectly normal to need to release stress.

Zuo Le glanced at the black JK uniform, black socks, and the completely contrasting white pants on the pool.

I took a deep breath.

He swallowed hard.