My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

Lin Mo looked at his mother, then at An Youyu, and slowly opened his arms. "Little Yu'er, my mom told me to ask you for some gentleness. How about... we hug and be gentle with each other?"

Chapter 152 Threat from the System

As soon as Lin Mo said this, the atmosphere in the room instantly became strange.

An Youyu's cheeks flushed red; she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground right there.

Lin Shu's expression was quite interesting. It took her a while to react. She wanted to both laugh and scold her son for his crazy move.

That's just... well...

"Cough-cough-"

Meeting his mother's scrutinizing gaze, Lin Mo felt inexplicably guilty and hurriedly explained, "Mom, you asked me to ask Xiaoyuer for Wenrou, so don't blame me."

"Ah--"

Lin Shu sneered, "I told you to be gentle with the fish, not to take advantage of her; Xiao Mo, are you really asking for trouble?"

"Just kidding, just kidding."

Lin Mo chuckled awkwardly, "I often make these kinds of jokes with Xiaoyuer, she definitely won't mind."

Lin Shu took a step forward, lifted the girl's chin, and when she saw her flushed face, she glared at her son with annoyance, "Is this what you mean by not minding?"

"No, it's okay."

Just as Lin Mo was wondering how to explain, An Youyu stammered and came to his rescue, "Auntie, Lin Mo does... often make these kinds of jokes with me. Just ignore him, it's okay."

Upon hearing this, the Lin family mother and son were stunned. Neither of them expected An Youyu to say such a thing.

Lin Shu's eyes shimmered, and she instantly thought of many things.

Her smile widened, and she subtly raised an eyebrow at her son, her words carrying a deeper meaning, "Since Yu'er doesn't mind, then Mom won't say anything. This is fine too. You two should get along well; it's bound to happen sooner or later anyway..."

"cough!"

Seeing that his mother was going off on a tangent, Lin Mo quickly coughed to remind her.

Lin Shu realized the inappropriateness of her words and changed her tone: "You two continue to review. Yu'er, you help Auntie watch Xiao Mo. He just injured his wrist, so don't let him write."

"it is good."

An Youyu responded softly, her gaze fixed on Lin Mo's slightly swollen wrist, a hint of worry flashing across her face.

Lin Shu nodded in satisfaction, turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.

The moment she closed the door, a smile she had been suppressing for so long burst forth. "That kid did a great job!"

Inside the room, the two looked at each other.

In the end, An Youyu gave in, blushing as she looked away and muttered, "How old are you? Don't you know how to be careful? Your wrist is so swollen, it must hurt a lot."

"No pain."

Lin Mo's lips curled into a wild smile. The scene before him made him feel that the humiliation he had suffered today was actually quite worthwhile.

"Nonsense!"

An Youyu moved her chair closer to Lin Mo and took his right hand, gently pressing her fingers on the swollen area. "How can it not hurt when it's so swollen? Wait a moment, I'll go ask Auntie if she has any ice at home. Ice can help reduce the swelling."

Lin Mo leaned against the edge of the table, facing the sunlight streaming in from the window, looking at the girl bathed in it, and swallowed hard. "Little Fish, are you worried about me?"

"No, it's not."

Upon hearing this question, An Youyu was about to nod in agreement, but just a second before she could speak, she noticed Lin Mo's smiling eyes. A blush crept onto her face silently, and she hurriedly looked out the window.

"I wasn't concerned about you. It's just that your wrist is injured, so you can't... compete with me. That will affect my ability to make money. I'm just complaining, yes, I'm just complaining!"

She still felt guilty when she talked about what happened earlier.

But the more he talked, the more certain he became.

This change naturally didn't escape Lin Mo's ears, and a deep look of helplessness appeared on his face. "She's really stubborn!"

One sentence made the blush on An Youyu's face, which had just begun to fade, turn red again.

She wanted to deny it, but didn't know what to say to deny it.

The more you try to explain something, the less clear it becomes...

"I'll go get the ice."

After saying this, An Youyu fled in panic.

Lin Mo's deep gaze held boundless amusement, but when he saw the swollen wrist, his eyes gradually turned cold.

"System, can I exchange for skills like ancient martial arts in the training shop?"

System: "No."

"..."

Lin Mo rolled his eyes speechlessly, mentally chuckling, "Why can't I? What can you do? I wasn't wrong to say you were useless before!"

System: "Host's current development value is -1000."

Upon hearing this notification, Lin Mo was dumbfounded. "Why is it -1000? Wasn't it -800 before?"

System: "If the host continues to mock, the amount of training points owed will increase."

Threat!

A naked threat!

Lin Mo's face twitched uncontrollably.

The system that he used to have under his control has actually turned the tables today?

Although I was unwilling, I had no choice but to admit defeat!

There was no other way; if he continued arguing with the system, the amount of training points he owed would probably be in the tens of thousands.

In this situation, acting impulsively for the sake of momentary pleasure is undoubtedly extremely foolish.

"Why are you taking this so seriously? I was just joking with you, don't take it seriously."

Lin Mo rubbed his hands together. "I still owe 800 development points. I'll definitely pay attention to my tone in the future, is that alright?"

After a few seconds, the system's voice sounded again, "This is the only time."

Lin Mo clicked his tongue, feeling not only utterly hopeless but also somewhat distressed.

Today's fight with Jiang Xiao made him realize his own weakness. He must find a way to improve his martial arts skills. Skills are never a burden, so that he can better protect An Youyu if they encounter danger in the future.

As he was thinking, a soft footstep reached Lin Mo's ears, and he looked up.

An Youyu came over with two ice packs. She sat down in front of Lin Mo, silently took his right hand, wrapped the two ice packs around his wrist, pressed down with one hand, and took the red ribbon from his long hair with the other, carefully securing it with the red ribbon.

Her clear eyes, earnest expression, and healing face; everything about her made one afraid to utter a sound that would profane the beauty of the moment.

After the girl stopped, Lin Mo continued to stare at her intently until she looked up. Only then did he quickly look away, trying to appear calm, and looked down at the ice pack and red ribbon on his wrist. "Not bad."

An Youyu didn't respond to that, but said, "Be more careful in the future, okay?"

"As ordered."

"Be serious, the baby fish isn't joking."

"it is good!"

Seeing how serious the girl was, Lin Mo put away his playful expression and nodded solemnly in agreement.

An Youyu nodded slightly, picked up the math practice paper next to her, and said, "Your only weaknesses right now are foreign language listening comprehension and certain types of challenging math problems. You need to overcome your foreign language listening comprehension on your own, but I'll help you with the challenging math problems."

"Thank you for your help, Teacher An."

"Don't call me Teacher An, call me... Little Fish."

"Huh? Isn't that An-tong anymore?"

"If you keep doing this, I'm not going to talk anymore."

"Teacher An, I was wrong."

"..."

An Youyu raised her hand high, but her clenched fist wouldn't come down. "Listen carefully, and don't cause any more trouble."

The simple eight words she uttered were like a spring breeze that greened the Jiangnan region, refreshing and delightful.

A smile rippled deep in Lin Mo's eyes. At this moment, the An Youyu in front of him looked exactly like the An Youyu who tutored him in his previous life.

The dream has become reality...

It was a little past ten o'clock at night. In the living room, the mother and son sat on the sofa and looked at each other.

After a long silence, Lin Shu finally spoke, breaking the stillness, "What do you want?"

"Is Little Fish asleep?"

"Sleep."

Lin Mo nodded slightly, quickly gathering his thoughts, "Mom, I want to ask you for a favor."

"Learn ancient martial arts?"

Seeing that his mother had hit the nail on the head, Lin Mo was quite surprised and half-jokingly said, "Mom, tell me the truth, have you studied mind reading?"

"Screw you!"

Lin Shu rolled her eyes at her son, lazily pulled her shawl tighter, and a faint smile appeared on her face. "You're my son, don't you think I know your personality?"

As she spoke, she glanced at her son's wrist, which had already swelled up considerably. "You suffered such a great loss at the hands of that young man Jiang Xiao today. With your personality, you certainly won't let this go easily."

"My mother understands me best!"

"Don't flatter me."

Lin Shu lowered her head and pondered for a moment. When she looked up, the smile on her face was gone. "Xiao Mo, you've already missed the best age to learn ancient martial arts. If you put in the same effort as others, you may only get 30% of their reward, or even less."

Lin Mo was well aware of this, but he had his own reasons for insisting on making this request to his mother.

He slowly got up and walked to the living room window, gazing at the starry night sky. His deep voice was unusually calm, "Since that's the case, then I'll put in ten times the effort."

"Ten times the effort?"