Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 499 Ridicule
Yi Wenna, you're a high school student now! Don't act like a kindergarten kid who can't be separated from her guardian!

Yi Wenna kept trying to reassure herself.

I don't know if it was self-reassurance that worked, or if locking myself in the bathroom brought me a sense of security.

Yi Wenna's mind gradually calmed down.

"Phew... What is it? This is Xiao Qing's house, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Yi Wenna cheered herself up while looking in the mirror.

"Hmm, there's still some foam left to rinse off..."

Yi Wenna turned her head, looked at the white foam on her forehead, pursed her lips, turned on the tap, closed her eyes, and prepared to wash her face again.

But as soon as she closed her eyes, that nagging feeling swept over her again.

Even though Yi Wenna knew she was alone in the bathroom and the door was locked, she still had the feeling that someone was behind her.

"Waaah... No! No! No! I shouldn't close my eyes!"

Yi Wenna let out a mournful cry and forced her eyes open, her eyes still wet with water droplets.

After rinsing off the foam from her forehead, she stomped her slippers on the ground, trying to make some noise to embolden herself.

Yi Wenna walked into the living room while imitating an elephant and holding up her phone.

Gulu~Gulu~
Seeing the insulated food container on the dining table, her stomach growled, quite fittingly.

However, Yi Wenna did not go to the dining table to eat immediately. Instead, she carefully strolled around the living room as if on patrol.

After checking every possible hiding place, she breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the television, took out the remote control from the TV cabinet, and turned on the television that Ye Qing had hardly ever turned on.

Then turn the volume up to the maximum.

Perhaps worried about disturbing the neighbors, Yi Wenna looked at the remote control, hesitated for a long time, and then gritted her teeth and pressed the volume buttons a few times to lower the volume slightly.

But it's still loud enough to hear TV programs clearly even through walls.

After doing all this, Yi Wenna came to the dining table, ready to eat a breakfast that was neither breakfast nor lunch.

Looking at the lunchbox covered in condensation, her expression changed several times, and she felt inexplicably inferior.

Ai Liang started preparing the ingredients for the dumplings last night.

From the dough to the filling, everything was made by Ai Liang herself.

This is what Yi Wenna, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, witnessed firsthand.

That's why, even though she couldn't cook a simple egg noodle dish, she couldn't hold her head up in front of Ai Liang's cooking skills, and even her tone of voice became weaker when they talked.

"Damn it, I'm going to learn how to cook when I have a long holiday..."

Yi Wenna stuffed the lunchbox into the microwave and slammed the hatch shut.

At this moment, his hostility towards Ai Liang overwhelmed his fear.

After fiercely finishing the slightly hard dumplings in her lunchbox, Yi Wenna went to the sofa, looked around the living room again, and thought about what she could do for Ye Qing.

I can't cook as well as Ai Liang, so I'll play to my strengths and do some housework!
With this in mind, Yi Wenna went to the bathroom, took the change of clothes from the laundry basket, and went to the balcony.

But just as she put the clothes on top of the washing machine, she caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of her eye.

Fear instantly gripped Ivanna's mind.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!"

Yi Wenna crouched down, covered her head with her hands, and let out a sharp, piercing scream.

"Quiet."

Ai Liang turned around and looked at the balcony next door, speechless.

But instead of stopping Ivy Na from screaming, the warning only made her scream even louder.

Seeing this, Ai Liang simply stopped paying attention to Yi Wenna.

After using telekinesis to soothe the sound waves that were two meters away from the speaker.

He continued reading the novel as if nothing had happened.

After about three minutes, Yi Wenna's voice gradually faded.

Firstly, she was tired of shouting, and secondly, she realized who was on the balcony next door.

Yi Wenna half-squatted on the ground, clinging to the washing machine with both hands, and slowly poked half her head out.

"Not calling anymore?" Ai Liang asked calmly.

"Hmm..."

It would have been better if she hadn't spoken, because Ai Liang's voice startled Yi Wenna so much that she almost dropped the washing machine.

After finally getting a clear look at Ai Liang's face, Yi Wenna, whose legs were trembling, slowly stood up, supporting herself with her arms against the washing machine: "Why did you come to the balcony to scare people so early in the morning!"

"Don't blame your cowardice on others."

Ai Liang said without looking up, "First of all, it's almost noon now, not morning. Secondly, I don't need anyone's permission to read on my own balcony."

Ai Liang never talks about gentlemanly manners in front of girls; he always follows the rules and reason.

If you encounter someone who is unreasonable, then just talk about physics.

When a hermit makes a move, he doesn't care whether you're old, weak, sick, or disabled.

The social skills that children use are completely ineffective on Ai Liang.

Looking at Ai Liang's serious expression, Yi Wenna couldn't use the usual arguments that girls use when criticizing boys.

However, out of consideration for her pride, she still snorted coldly to show her dissatisfaction.

"Turn the TV volume down a bit, you're disturbing the neighbors," Ai Liang reminded him.

Yi Wenna had just rolled up her sleeves, preparing to hand wash some clothes that were inconvenient to wash in a washing machine.

Upon hearing this, she immediately retorted, "Then can you find somewhere else to read? It's not very appropriate to stand next to a girl who's about to wash her underwear. Are you some kind of silent pervert?"

As if she had found an excuse to attack Ai Liang, Yi Wenna's watery eyes darted around, and she crossed her arms and looked up at Ai Liang: "Or are you interested in my and Xiao Qing's underwear?"

Ai Liang paused slightly as she turned the pages of the book, then slowly turned to face Yi Wenna.

"What are you looking at!"

Yi Wenna stared at Ai Liang with feigned composure, but her body betrayed her by quietly taking a half-step back.

"Leaving Ye Qing aside for now, I've seen her underwear more than once already."

Ai Liang casually uttered words that seemed quite ambiguous to outsiders.

Even though she knew it referred to the laundry, Yi Wenna was still very angry.

However, Ai Liang's next move was what truly broke down her defenses.

"As for you..."

Ai Liang's gaze moved downwards, landing on a certain area.

Then, expressionless, he uttered a single interjection: "Heh."

Yi Wenna instantly lost her temper.

Sometimes, saying nothing is more infuriating than direct mockery.

"Pervert! You freak! I'll definitely tell Xiaoqing about this when she gets back... No! I'll call her right now and expose you!"

Yi Wenna blushed, her defenses broken by a single look.

She clutched her chest with one hand and picked up her phone with the other, ready to dial Ye Qing's number, just like a child who had been wronged and was complaining to their parents.

Ai Liang calmly turned her head and focused her attention on the novel, completely ignoring Yi Wenna's complaint.

(End of this chapter)