Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

Upon hearing this, Bai Li quickly covered Jiang Ruyue's mouth with his hand.

"Ugh... what are you doing?"

Jiang Ruyue stared at Bai Li with her clear, big eyes, her small hands tugging at his wrists, making a muffled protest.

Bai Li lowered his voice and whispered in her ear:

"Ruyue, you're outside. There are so many people around, please give us some face. I'm begging you."

Jiang Ruyue blinked and stopped struggling.

Just when Bai Li thought she had listened to him.

"Slurp."

Bai Li felt a heat in his palm.

The soft, warm touch brings a tingling, electric sensation.

Bai Li subconsciously let go of her hand and looked at Li Mengmeng standing next to her.

Without the slightest hesitation, Bai Li reached out and rubbed his hand against Li Mengmeng's pleated skirt twice.

Li Mengmeng was watching the show with her big, round, dark eyes when she was suddenly used as a rag.

Her soft, round cheeks puffed up, and she mumbled softly:

"Brother Bai Li is so annoying! He's gotten Mengmeng's dress all dirty..."

Despite her complaints, her short legs, clad in white stockings, honestly leaned forward, letting Bai Li wipe them.

Bai Li pretended not to hear and casually changed the subject:

"Alright, stop fooling around. I'm going to check on the situation over there."

The one-sided beating is nearing its end.

These two once arrogant Snorlax were now covered in dust and footprints, wriggling on the floor with their heads in their hands.

Bai Li stood a few steps away, looking down at him.

He felt no sympathy, only disgust, like accidentally splashing urine onto his shoes while shaking off his own urine.

Xie Lingmo also felt that it was about time.

The young lady took half a step forward, her clear voice ringing out:

"Stop, stop, don't dirty their land."

These energetic young women obeyed Xie Lingmo's every word. Upon hearing the command, they immediately put away the U-locks and batons in their hands.

Several people even disgustedly rubbed the dust off the soles of their shoes onto Guan Bei's thick legs.

Xie Lingmo took out her phone and quickly tapped the screen with her fair fingers.

It only took a few seconds.

The message notification sound rang out.

Xie Lingmo didn't even raise her head, her tone casual:

"I sent out more than a dozen red envelopes worth 2,000 yuan each in the group. You can claim them yourselves."

As soon as he finished speaking...

The group of girls who were just moments ago fierce and menacing, ready to chop people up with a watermelon knife, instantly transformed into docile little sparrows.

One by one, people hurriedly grabbed their phones, their fingers frantically tapping on the screen.

The screen lit up with a full display of red transaction records.

"Holy crap! Sister Mo is so generous!"

"Thank you, Sister Mo! Sister Mo is like a real sister to me!"

The young delinquents were overjoyed when they received the money.

As they put away their phones and prepared to retreat, the green-haired punk leader looked up and her gaze fell on Bai Li.

Just that one glance.

The green-haired punk stared wide-eyed, even swallowing hard.

She leaned closer to Xie Lingmo, her tone full of gossip and envy:

"Sister Mo, you've finally figured it out and are keeping a gigolo?"

Xie Lingmo was stunned.

Her short, pink hair and the little tuft of hair on her head trembled slightly.

She waved her hands repeatedly, a blush creeping onto her fair cheeks, and explained eagerly:

"No, no, you've misunderstood!"

The young, energetic women are pressing closer and closer:

"Not a gigolo? Then do you like him? Or is he your boyfriend?"

Xie Lingmo shook her head, answering as if it were the most natural thing in the world, her tone utterly sincere:

"We're just friends. We're the very best of friends, true friends."

A girl with a perm with sparkling colors looked at Xie Lingmo.

Although Xie Lingmo said they were friends, her body's instincts couldn't lie.

She adopted a protective posture that suggested insecurity, with half of her body unconsciously leaning towards Bai Li.

The girl with the perm roughly understood, and she lowered her voice and whispered in the green-haired boy's ear:

"Hey, I think Sister Mo probably doesn't even understand what 'liking' means. Her brain works like that; she treats this guy like a buddy."

Upon hearing this, the green-haired punk girl's eyes darted around, and a clever idea struck her.

She turned her face, revealing a sly smile, and looked at Xie Lingmo tentatively:

"Since they're just friends... then Sister Mo, could you lend him to us sisters for a few days?"

Green Hair made no attempt to hide his lust for Bai Li, stating it bluntly:

"We've been around for so long, and we've never met such a top-notch handsome guy. Let us borrow him for a while, we'll return him in a few days."

Bai Li, standing at the back, felt his brow twitch upon hearing these bold remarks.

This really opened his eyes.

My own family members are still quite conservative.

Chen Tingting and the others at least reached a 60-point level of affection before they even considered messing with her.

These young delinquents are something else. They didn't even know each other's names when they first met, yet they tried to get information out of her right away.

Before Bai could refuse,

Xie Lingmo was the first to get angry.

The young lady was like a kitten whose territory had been invaded and who was guarding its food.

She spread her arms, blocking Bai Li's path:

"No! You can't!"

"You can't take him away! Nobody!"

She glared at the group of delinquent girls who usually hung out with her, so anxious she was almost incoherent:

"He is...he is my friend!"

"He's my friend, just one person. You guys go find someone else to play with!"

Seeing Xie Lingmo's flustered and red-faced state, the young women all wore a mocking "I knew it" expression.

The green-haired delinquent covered her mouth and laughed:

"Alright, alright, Sister Mo, look how anxious you are. We were just joking."

She patted Xie Lingmo on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"I think you most likely like him, you just haven't figured it out yet."

Xie Lingmo was stunned by the question "I like you".

Her beautiful, watery eyes were filled with confusion.

"I...I don't know..." Xie Lingmo bit her lip, completely lacking confidence.

"If you don't know, just figure it out yourself."

The green-haired punk waved and turned to greet her sisters:

"Let's get out of here! Sisters, if we don't leave now, and Sister Mo realizes what's going on and takes the red envelopes back, we'll have worked for nothing today!"

"Mo-jie, think it over carefully in bed tonight! This is all the help we sisters can give you!"

A group of brightly colored figures, accompanied by laughter and chatter, left the noodle shop.

The roar of the motorcycle with the ghost fire sounded again outside the door.

The noodle shop returned to silence.

Xie Lingmo turned around and looked up at Bai Li.

Her face was very red, like a ripe peach.

The two index fingers were intertwined, looking somewhat awkward.

"Bai Li..."

Xie Lingmo's voice was very soft:

"Don't listen to their nonsense. They're just a bunch of delinquents who only think about dating all day long."

She was eager to prove the purity of her friendship to Bai Li, fearing that this newly established bond would be labeled with interests and desires.

"We have a pure friendship, right? I don't like you, I only consider you a good friend."

Xie Lingmo stubbornly demanded a confirmation.

Bai Li looked at this girl, her eyes practically overflowing with dependence...

He raised his hand and ruffled Xie Lingmo's pink hair twice:

"Um."

Xie Lingmo breathed a long sigh of relief, and a smile returned to her face.

on the ground.

Just moments ago, Guan Li and Guan Bei were so high and mighty, but now they were like two puddles of mud.

Guan Li struggled to turn over, her chubby hands protecting her head, and she let out a weak, trembling voice:

"Stop...stop hitting me..."

Guan Bei, standing next to her, was in an even worse state; blood bubbles were coming from her nose, and she was pleading for mercy in broken voices.

"Please...please stop hitting us...we know we were wrong..."