My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

"you……"

Upon hearing this, An Youyu lightly slapped Lin Mo's arm, the force barely enough to swat a mosquito. "Don't make jokes like that again, they're not funny at all!"

"is it?"

"Yes!"

"But why is someone's mouth turned up?"

"..."

An Youyu blushed and looked to the side, denying it weakly, "Who's smirking? Don't talk nonsense..."

Are you still buying groceries or not?

"Of course I'll buy it."

Upon hearing about grocery shopping, An Youyu nodded repeatedly, "It's been a while since I've been here, I must improve the lives of my younger siblings."

Upon hearing this, a smug glint flashed in Lin Mo's eyes, and he immediately retorted, "You didn't bring any money, how are you going to improve things? Or are you planning to buy on credit?"

An Youyu blinked in confusion, "Didn't you just say you could lend me money?"

"If you don't sign a contract of servitude, I can't lend you the money."

"..."

The conversation was interrupted again.

An Youyu's eyes widened, and it took her a while to slowly speak, "How can you be like this? It's not like I'm not going to pay you back, why do you insist on me signing a contract of servitude?"

"That's my rule, you don't have to lend it to me."

Lin Mo shook his head and gave his answer, displaying the utmost shamelessness.

An Youyu stomped her foot and said defiantly, "Fine, I won't lend it to you. I'll go home and get it myself. Don't think you're the only one with money. I have money too!"

She had just stepped out of the tin shack when a sound she heard made her stop in her tracks.

"You don't have any money, how are you going to take a taxi?"

Lin Mo leaned against the door of the tin shack and analyzed slowly, "It would take at least three hours to walk back to your neighborhood from here and back. By then it would be afternoon. If you wait for them to buy groceries and cook, your younger siblings would be eating dinner instead of lunch."

"you……"

An Youyu turned around and looked at her, "You're deliberately bullying me. Believe me or not, I'll tell Auntie when we get back."

"letter."

Lin Mo chuckled, "But so what? No contract of servitude, no money."

An Youyu's face turned red with anger. "I can't... sign a contract of servitude. Who knows how you'll bully me if I sign that thing? Don't think I'm stupid."

"No, no."

Lin Mo took out a piece of paper and pen that he had prepared beforehand from his pocket and walked slowly to An Youyu.

He quickly wrote the three large characters "contract of servitude" on the paper, and then added a row of smaller characters.

[Effective date: After the college entrance examination. Without forcing the contracting party's will, and without violating morality or law, the contracting party shall try to meet Lin Mo's requests as much as possible.]

"Okay, just sign your name and you're all set."

"You were prepared all along, weren't you?"

An Youyu puffed out her cheeks slightly, "So that's why you made me change my clothes this morning."

“I won’t sign this contract of servitude. When I get back, I’ll definitely tell Auntie and make her give you a good beating.”

"what ever."

Faced with Lin Mo's unmoved attitude, An Youyu was completely dumbfounded. "Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up?"

"Not afraid."

Lin Mo smiled rather cunningly.

Knowing his mother as he did, he knew that even if she found out about this, she wouldn't punish him; in fact, she would praise him for being such a good son.

An Youyu had no way to deal with Lin Mo, and hung her little head.

Recalling how she and her younger siblings had promised to treat the director to a big meal at noon when they were taking him home...

After hesitating for nearly a minute, she took a deep breath, her gaze filled with resentment.

"I can sign, but you... you're not allowed to use this to bully me, otherwise, this contract of servitude will be invalid."

"of course."

Lin Mo stuffed the contract of sale and a pen into An Youyu's hands and urged, "Just write your name on it, don't hesitate, I won't hurt you."

An Youyu sighed softly and resignedly wrote her name.

On the paper, her handwriting formed a strong stylistic contrast with Lin Mo's.

One is delicate and neat, the other is graceful and light.

"Wow! When did your handwriting get so good?"

"Your handwriting isn't bad either."

Hearing the girl's surprised expression, Lin Mo did not answer the question directly.

He has been researching the passive skill "Miraculous Hands" ever since he acquired it.

After these days of exploration, I've finally figured out the general function of the "Miracle Hand" skill.

The term "masterful hand" refers to comprehensively enhancing one's control over the hands, enabling them to easily reach a level of exquisite skill.

In short, after Lin Mo's hands were modified, anything that required using his hands was no problem for him.

Moreover, his hands also possessed an extremely powerful learning ability.

Just like the day he first acquired his skill, he spent nearly half an hour copying the test paper. The more he wrote, the more refined his handwriting became, and his penmanship level improved rapidly as if he had been given a cheat code.

Seeing that Lin Mo didn't say anything, An Youyu didn't press him. She handed the contract of indenture and a pen to Lin Mo and said, "Are you satisfied now? Pay me."

Lin Mo carefully took the note and put it in his pocket, then took out more than ten hundred-yuan bills and handed them to An Youyu.

"I only brought 1,000 yuan with me when I came. If it's not enough, I can go to a nearby bank to withdraw more."

"enough."

An Youyu waved her hands repeatedly, "You don't need so much to cook a meal."

As she spoke, she counted out eight bills and returned them to Lin Mo, then waved the two bills in her hand, saying, "These are enough."

Lin Mo said nothing, casually stuffed the money into his pocket, grabbed her sleeve, and walked out.

"It's almost eleven o'clock. If you don't hurry, your younger siblings will go hungry."

As Lin Mo pulled her outside, An Youyu asked, "What time is it?"

"you guess."

“Young fish aren’t children, what are you guessing for? Tell me quickly.”

Her words carried a hint of coquettishness and a touch of sweetness.

The intention to act coquettishly is particularly obvious.

Lin Mo involuntarily stopped in his tracks, his eyes filled with surprise and disbelief. "Little Fish, could you repeat what you just said?"

An Youyu realized that her tone was a bit strange just now, and silently looked to the side, "Don't waste time, go buy groceries."

Lin Mo smiled.

This was one of the few happy moments he had since his rebirth.

After spending this time together, An Youyu's changes became more and more obvious.

Compared to when she first transferred to No. 2 Middle School, her personality has changed a lot now.

Of course, compared to normal people, the girl's personality is still considered rather withdrawn.

You can't get fat in one bite. If she keeps going like this, it won't be long before she's able to completely open her heart and integrate into this world.

Once inside the supermarket, many people, both men and women, focused their attention on An Youyu.

"Holy crap, forgive my lack of culture, but in this situation, all I can say is, this girl is incredibly beautiful!"

"Who's that guy next to me? He's such an eyesore!"

"He's so old, he's probably the girl's father..."

...

Lin Mo suppressed the urge to curse and glared fiercely at a boy not far away.

old?

He's only eighteen years old this year, is this guy blind?

However, I was still annoyed.

Lin Mo was also helpless in this situation.

There's no way around it; this little girl's looks are just too outstanding, so she naturally becomes the center of attention wherever she goes.

The only way is to leave as soon as possible.

After making up his mind, Lin Mo quickly selected several kinds of meat in the frozen section, and then quickly bought a lot of vegetables. Before An Youyu could react, Lin Mo had already dragged her out of the supermarket.

The whole process, from leaving the orphanage to returning, took only about ten minutes.

If you take away the time wasted on the way there and back, the two of them spent no more than three minutes in the supermarket.

An Youyu stood in the doorway of the tin shack for a moment, then came to her senses and couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Lin Mo skillfully sliced ​​the meat, and without turning his head, joked, "Weren't you the one urging me to hurry up?"

An Youyu's red lips parted slightly, unsure how to answer for a moment. After a long silence, she muttered softly, "But you're too fast."

Lin Mo, who was cutting meat, stumbled and turned around with a dark expression. "What did you say?"

An Youyu blinked her eyes, exuding innocence, and obediently repeated what she had just said.

"I was just saying, you're too fast."