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

"Bai Li, what are you muttering about? I've squeezed the toothpaste onto your toothbrush! Come here!"

Xie Lingmo stood in front of the sink, holding two mouthwash cups in her hands, and called out.

Upon hearing this call, Bai Li stopped her self-reflection and stepped into the bathroom in her hotel slippers.

He took the toothbrush cup that Xie Lingmo handed him.

The water temperature was just right; even the bristles of the toothbrush had been softened by the hot water.

Looking at Xie Lingmo's smiling face, he couldn't help but think:

This girl is quite good at taking care of people.

The two stood side by side in front of a large mirror.

Xie Lingmo had foam in her mouth and was brushing vigorously.

She turned her head to the side, her gaze falling on the mirror.

On the right is myself, and on the left is the tall and imposing Bai Li.

Because of the height difference, she only reached Bai Li's shoulder.

She looked at the two people in the mirror, her big eyes curving into two beautiful crescent moons, and even her brushing of her teeth slowed down.

"It really feels like he's my boyfriend..." Xie Lingmo muttered to herself.

This was exactly the kind of married life she had fantasized about countless times while reading romance novels.

Warm, reassuring, and reassuring.

However, this pink filter didn't last long.

Xie Lingmo glanced to the side unintentionally, and through the edge of the mirror, her peripheral vision caught sight of the waterbed outside.

Li Jiaxin and Zhang Qian's sleeping postures are extremely unrestrained.

Xie Lingmo rolled her eyes, her good mood dampened.

"That is, assuming we ignore those two spoils of the mood..."

She shook her head vigorously to clear her mind of those jumbled thoughts, just about to say something.

Bai Li, who was next to him, had already finished washing up. He put down his toothbrush cup, bent down, scooped up a handful of cold water, and splashed it on his face.

This seemingly ordinary bending over caused the already loose collar of the bathrobe to slip open, exposing most of the chest to the air.

Before Xie Lingmo could finish speaking, her gaze fell on that chest.

From the collarbone down to the chest, there were dense red marks all over.

【This...this is a strawberry?】

Xie Lingmo is an adult.

Although I've never actually eaten meat, I've been in the "young and sensual girls" circle for so long that I've heard them make plenty of suggestive remarks.

All of this proves...

Last night, while Bai Li was unconscious, she was tricked by others.

Thinking about this, she felt a pang of sadness for no apparent reason.

I'm jealous, extremely jealous.

But she realized it the next second.

Who do you think you are?

My one-day boyfriend experience has expired; I'm not even his girlfriend anymore.

Forget about who he sleeps with at night, even if Bai Li were to do *that* in front of her right now, she wouldn't have the right to stop him.

They don't even have the right to care about him!

This feeling of powerlessness and frustration made Xie Lingmo angry with herself.

Bai Li's kindness to her has made her fearless. When faced with emotions she can't handle, her first reaction is to throw a tantrum.

"Bang."

Xie Lingmo didn't even wipe the foam from her mouth before grabbing Bai Li's bathrobe collar.

"Didn't you say you hadn't wronged me?"

She angrily questioned him, pointing with one finger to the shocking red mark:

"Then what are these?!"

Bai Li glanced in the direction she was pointing.

Indeed, Zhang Qian and Li Jiaxin were a bit too rough with their kisses last night.

However, Bai Li remained completely calm.

As long as Xie Lingmo doesn't discover that the two female hooligans last night used her sleep ramblings as a battle cry and her murmurs as an attack speed boost, then it's no big deal at all.

He slowly and deliberately tied his bathrobe, his tone frank and self-assured:

"I'm just having normal conversations with my girlfriends, what's wrong?"

He turned his head, his peach blossom eyes scanning the ruffled kitten in front of him.

Are you jealous?

These four words directly tore away Xie Lingmo's fig leaf.

She was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, taking a big step back:

"No way!" Xie Lingmo retorted, her ears burning red, stubbornly refusing to admit it.

"Who cares if I'm jealous of you! I'm not jealous at all!"

Because she felt guilty, she started to make up excuses and come up with a reason that even she herself found untenable.

"It's because...because I was right next to you last night!"

She spoke louder and louder, trying to use the volume to cover up her lack of confidence:

"How could you do that kind of thing... with people around! Shameless!"

Bai Li didn't retort.

He crossed his arms and leaned against the sink, watching her with great interest.

That flawless face, coupled with those all-seeing eyes, made Xie Lingmo feel extremely uncomfortable.

Xie Lingmo was overwhelmed by the intense gaze, and all the grievances she felt were magnified.

"I don't care!" Xie Lingmo stamped her feet in frustration, her eyes reddening, displaying the typical domineering behavior of a younger sister.

"I'm just unhappy!! You're bullying me!"

"What are you yelling about so early in the morning?"

Just as Xie Lingmo was giving her one-sided comment, Li Jiaxin's voice came from outside the bathroom.

With the clatter of slippers, Li Jiaxin walked over, rubbing her eyes.

Zhang Qian followed behind, yawning and stretching.

The two instigators have finally woken up.

Li Jiaxin leaned against the door frame, glancing sideways at Xie Lingmo, her tone full of impatience and arrogance.

"Isn't it just doing something that everyone likes?"

Li Jiaxin tossed her purple hair and continued her provocation:

"How can someone as well-off as you be so unsophisticated?"

Xie Lingmo gritted her teeth and clenched her fists tightly.

These two culprits actually dared to come out and provoke us.

"You...you two!" Xie Lingmo pointed at the two people outside the door, her chest heaving with anger.

"What did you do to Bai Li while I was asleep last night?!"

Faced with this questioning, Li Jiaxin didn't even bother to cover it up.

She straightened up from the door frame and walked a few steps to Bai Li's side.

She stretched out her arm and wrapped it around Bai Li's waist, resting her head on his shoulder, and turned to look at Xie Lingmo:

"What did I do?" Li Jiaxin scoffed dismissively, her question delivered with an air of self-righteousness:

"What else can a man and a woman do when they're alone in a room together besides making love?"

Xie Lingmo's mind went completely blank.

Even though she already knew the answer in her heart, it still hurt to hear Li Jiaxin say it so bluntly.

She was never good with words to begin with, and now she was completely stuttering:

"You, you, you..."

Xie Lingmo pointed at Li Jiaxin, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Zhang Qian, who had remained silent until now, joined the fray.

She winked at Xie Lingmo, her allure overflowing, but her words were sharper than knives:

"Alright, you little stutterer."

Zhang Qian covered her mouth and chuckled, her gaze sweeping contemptuously over Xie Lingmo's flat chest before she began to mock her:

"Thank you for taking care of our older brother so early in the morning, and even squeezing toothpaste for him."

Zhang Qian deliberately dragged out the last syllable, aiming to kill him psychologically:

"You really are a... hardworking Virgo."