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

late at night.

Luxury residences on the hillside in Yunshi.

Xie Lingmo lay on the princess bed, her short pink hair scattered around the pillow.

This was the hundredth time she had turned on her phone screen that night.

On the WeChat interface, the chat window was still showing the transfer record from the last time she asked for "friendship fees".

Down the list, there was absolutely nothing new; not a single message.

"Why aren't you talking to me yet?"

Xie Lingmo rested her chin on the rabbit doll, pouted, and muttered something.

In her mind, good friends should always think about each other after they part ways.

"Is this some kind of challenge where the first person to speak loses?"

Xie Lingmo nodded, finding a reasonable explanation for herself.

"You must be feeling really uncomfortable too," she muttered to herself.

"Never mind. We're all good friends, it doesn't matter who speaks first."

She tapped her finger and sent:

"Bai Li, stop holding back, you've won."

"I admit I wanted to hang out with you as soon as you left."

After sending the message, Xie Lingmo held her phone and waited.

one second.

two seconds.

Three minutes have passed.

There was no sound at all.

Xie Lingmo tossed her phone onto the pillow and lay down flat.

"I guess he's busy."

"Bai Li... I really want to know what you've been up to..."

For some reason, Xie Lingmo's mind was filled with the scenes that had happened today.

That tall, upright figure blocked all the malice directed at her.

Xie Lingmo's cheeks began to burn.

The scene shifts, and I'm reminded of the underground parking garage at noon.

Back then, in order to get Bai Li to touch him, he pretended that he didn't know how to wear a helmet.

The tingling sensation that ran from my scalp all the way to my toes still makes my body tremble slightly when I think about it now.

My heart is beating faster and faster.

"It's okay." Xie Lingmo buried half her face in the blanket.

"This is normal between good friends..."

But the experience on the back seat of the electric scooter made her heart race even faster.

"Dude, your waist is so slim."

The deep voice, coupled with the warm breath on his neck:

"Bro, you smell so good..."

These words became an inescapable curse in her mind.

Just thinking about it makes my body go weak.

The words of that energetic green-haired girl from earlier that day echoed in my ears.

Do you like him?

"Or is he your boyfriend?"

"Mo-jie, think about it carefully."

Xie Lingmo stared blankly at the ceiling.

Do you like it?

In all her life, she had never felt such a strong possessiveness and dependence on anyone.

If you were to make him your girlfriend...

Xie Lingmo thought about it carefully.

It seems that not only is there no rejection, but there is also a kind of indescribable, secret expectation in my heart.

He hugged himself, pinched his waist, and his body still carried that scent that drove him crazy with desire.

Once you become partners, does that mean you're officially in a relationship?

That way, I can hang on to him every day and let him touch me without any restraint.

The moment this thought arose, the vitality of the young body was fully awakened.

The flame in my heart burned brighter and brighter.

She unconsciously placed one hand on her pink lips, gently caressing them, while her other hand slipped under the covers.

"Bai Li..."

Xie Lingmo bit her lower lip, her voice soft, full of alluring blend of innocence and boldness.

"Our friendship... seems to have really soured..."

......

at the same time.

Ping County, Yunding Tiangong No. 1 Villa.

The master bedroom was filled with a sweet, cloying scent.

Zhang Qian's long blue hair was disheveled, the strands damp with sweat, clinging to her smooth, fair back, gleaming alluringly under the light.

"Big brother..."

Zhang Qian tilted her head back, the ends of her blue hair brushing against her collarbone, her voice soft and pleading:

"Touch me."

"Let's see, is it me who feels better, or Xie Lingmo?"

Bai Li chuckled softly:

"Of course it's you..."

"You're the kind of person who can take a beating and get hurt, that's what makes you tough."

These words reassured Zhang Qian.

The anxiety on her face vanished instantly. She knelt with her back to Bai Li, revealing her most vulnerable and defenseless side to him.

Bai Li was about to begin tonight's main course.

Let's teach this blue-haired girl a good lesson.

A crisp electronic voice suddenly rang in my mind.

【Ding! 】

[Target detected: Xie Lingmo; Affection level changed.]

Bai Li was stunned for a moment, and a semi-transparent system panel popped up in his line of sight.

[Xie Lingmo's current affection level: 55 points. (Increased from 50 points to 55 points)]

[Emotional Analysis: The target is currently experiencing a strong period of self-management and emotional awakening, with a dual increase in physical desire and dependence.]

Bai Li stopped what she was doing, staring at the message in front of her, her head full of question marks.

It's almost 11 o'clock now.

He was in his villa in Ping County and didn't even take out his phone to look at it.

What is that pink-haired girl in Yuncheng doing in the middle of the night? What is she imagining?

He even completed his own strategy guide?

In the few dozen seconds that Bai Li was lost in thought, Zhang Qian became unhappy.

She turned around, her eyes watery, and glared at Bai Li reproachfully.

Then, quite displeased, she swayed her slender waist:

"Big brother..."

Zhang Qian's voice was soft and sticky, carrying an impatient urging:

"Hurry up..."

"Why are you spacing out?"