When Mo Xiujie looked up, he saw Zou Lvrui not far away, constantly shaking her head and making tsk-tsk sounds, even looking at him with a pitying gaze.
Mo Xiujie, who had already been having a rough time on the emotional front today, was now extremely annoyed. He said crossly, "What are you staring at? Is it that interesting?!"
During the talent show back then, Mo Xiujie knew very well that Zou Lvrui was a remarkable woman. She didn't care about her image at all and started gorging herself right in front of everyone.
Later on, Zou Lvrui was quite different from ordinary young ladies in boudoirs. She was completely ignorant of the four arts of the Chinese literati, but she was an expert at joking around.
Moreover, she had crossed his bottom - line several times.
That bottom - line was Dong Peirong.
Since Dong Peirong was always introverted and liked to stay with outgoing people, preferring to be an invisible presence, Mo Xiujie had trained himself to be an extremely outgoing and lively person.
Among those cruelly tempered by Luo Nanchen, Mo Xiujie was the only one who could still maintain a cheerful personality.
However, the problem was that Zou Lvrui was naturally outgoing and even more talkative than Mo Xiujie.
Dong Peirong's attention was often drawn to her.
Dong Peirong...
Mo Xiujie couldn't stand it anymore.
This was the main reason why Mo Xiujie always wanted to get Zou Lvrui out of the way. And the reason he always got into inexplicable arguments with Zou Lvrui was... to get her out of the way.
"..." Zou Lvrui was speechless for a moment and decided not to argue with the dejected Mo Xiujie. "Seeing that you're in a bad mood today, I'll spare your life..."
Otherwise, she might mess up his love line, add a few women like Ah Hong and Ah Lan to entangle Dong Peirong, turn his love line into a complete mess, and make him love in vain.
Let him cry for the rest of his life.
Humph.
Zou Lvrui asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you? Did Dong Peirong dump you?"
As an author, one needed to have a certain amount of grace and a gossipy nature. Once she smelled the scent of love, she naturally had to come and find out the details immediately.
However, Zou Lvrui's words further hurt Mo Xiujie's fragile heart. Especially the phrase "dumped", although he didn't understand it... it didn't sound like a good thing.
Mo Xiujie walked forward without looking back. "It's none of your business."
Zou Lvrui: "..."
Don't be angry, don't be angry. Life is like a play...
Zou Lvrui calmed herself down. She was the author, after all. How could she be angry with the characters she had created? Moreover, it was her who had designed their personalities.
Thinking about how she used to tease the two of them at the end of the chapters back then, this was really retribution. Well, here it was.
Zou Lvrui looked at Mo Xiujie's lonely back and shook her head with an air of profundity.
As for the relationship between Li Gusong and Qu Yinghan, their future was unknown. It would probably end up as a bad ending. And this was the only remaining couple.
She hoped nothing bad would happen to them.
...
Lin Qiao looked at Luo Nanchen following behind her in surprise. "Why are you here too?"
Luo Nanchen took it for granted and even casually took off his outer robe. "Yes, isn't it time to go to bed?"
Lin Qiao instinctively felt that things were about to get out of control.
Luo Nanchen threw his outer robe on the back of the chair, jumped onto the bed, and pulled Lin Qiao over to sit on his lap.
"Xiaolin, aren't you sleepy?"
Lin Qiao felt that the atmosphere was a bit dangerous. She always felt that something was about to happen the next second. "No, no, no... I'll go wash up first—"
But Luo Nanchen hugged Lin Qiao tightly. "Don't move. Let me hug you."
He hugged her so tightly that Lin Qiao had no room to struggle. Luo Nanchen buried his head in the crook of Lin Qiao's neck, and his hot breath sprayed on her collarbone, making her feel a tingling sensation.
Lin Qiao: "..."
Damn it, she couldn't resist this kind of temptation...
Luo Nanchen, from head to toe, from his appearance to his inner self, from one side to the other, and back again, was completely irresistible to Lin Qiao.
It was as if she was addicted.
Luo Nanchen said in a low voice, "Xiaolin..."
... Was this really the coquettish tone?
When faced with this kind of softness, Lin Qiao didn't know how to refuse. Even she herself became gentle. "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to call you."
Lin Qiao smiled and stroked Luo Nanchen's hair. "Are you exhausted these days?"
Luo Nanchen shook his head but hugged Lin Qiao even tighter.
He was just... also worried that one day, Lin Qiao would leave this place and leave him.
Since Zou Lvrui's appearance, Luo Nanchen knew that Lin Qiao was far more complicated than she seemed. Notebook, zombies, and even the system were all terms he had never heard of.
He was afraid, really afraid.
Afraid that one day, Lin Qiao would leave him without a trace.
And go back to her so - called 21st century.
...
By the bathtub, Lin Qiao was lying back against the edge of the bathtub comfortably, looking at the rose petals floating on the water.
The air was filled with a well - balanced aroma of agarwood incense.
If it had been in the past, Lin Qiao would never have imagined that one day she could live such a luxurious and decadent life. It was just so enjoyable that one couldn't help but indulge in it.
Sure enough, investing in Luo Nanchen was the wisest decision she had ever made in her life.