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

Ding dong ding dong.

Two crisp beeps broke the silence in the room.

Bai Li picked up the phone that was lying next to her pillow, and the screen lit up.

"Hey, Mengmeng sent another message."

He muttered something.

Swipe your thumb to unlock the screen and tap into the chat interface.

Bai Li glanced casually at the latest message she received.

Just one glance.

His hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and his pupils dilated.

Almost instinctively, he turned off his phone screen.

After making this gesture, he nervously looked around.

"Phew..." Bai Li wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself:

"Thank goodness it wasn't in the Heavenly Palace on the Clouds..."

"If Tingting or Jiaxin and the other girls saw this, they would definitely scold them to death."

After calming her racing heart, Bai Li turned on her phone again.

He swallowed hard, clicked on the images, and tried to analyze them frame by frame:

"Has Mengmeng become so bold now?"

Before he could recover from the shock of the photo, the "typing..." message at the top of the chat interface flashed twice, followed by a new message.

Li Mengmeng: Brother Bai Li, are you feeling unwell right now?

This was followed by a Shiba Inu meme with a mischievous grin.

As Bai Li looked at these words, a picture immediately came to mind.

He could imagine that this legal little girl was probably lying on the bed right now.

Two pale, slender legs swung back and forth triumphantly in mid-air as she typed, covering her mouth and giggling.

Seeing that he didn't respond, new messages popped up in the chat box.

Li Mengmeng: Why isn't Brother Bai Li replying to me? Is he so captivated by Mengmeng that he can't speak?

Li Mengmeng: Or are you busy doing something that you can't type with your hands right now?

This girl's provocations came one after another.

Bai Li felt as if a ball of fire was burning inside him.

The anger that Jiang Ruyue had stirred up had no chance to be released, and he swallowed it back down.

Now, Li Mengmeng has poured another bucket of gasoline on the screen.

He tugged at his collar in frustration and began typing rapidly with one hand on the keyboard:

Bai Li: Mengmeng, stop sending me those pink, dripping wounds and those big, white mochi! If you send me another one, I'll call the police!

The message was sent and received a reply in less than three seconds.

Li Mengmeng: I'll send it!

Immediately afterwards, three photos were transmitted in quick succession.

Each photo is taken from a more challenging angle than the last, and there's even a close-up shot.

Li Mengmeng: If the police come, Mengmeng will tell them that a bad older brother won't play with me, and this is the only way I can protest! Hehehe~

Bai Li stared at the photos on the screen that pushed the boundaries of visual appeal, his teeth clenching so hard they pounded.

This girl, taking advantage of the fact that he wasn't in Ping County, bullied him recklessly across the internet.

Bai Li: You just wait. When I get back to Ping County, I'll see how I deal with you.

He searched through the input method but couldn't find a suitable emoji, so he simply sent a threatening text message.

The other side wasn't afraid at all.

Li Mengmeng: Okay, okay, Mengmeng will be all clean and ready to go! But there are rules, vocational school doesn't allow studying all night!

Upon hearing this, Bai Li was so angry that he laughed.

Vocational schools don't allow students to attend classes overnight?

Just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm a pushover!

Bai Li gripped the phone with both hands, her thumbs flying across the screen.

Bai Li: I think you've forgotten the first time you were at your house.

I don't know who it was at that time, but they were crying their eyes out, grabbing my hand and asking why their little belly was bulging and moving.

Sent successfully.

Bai Li casually placed her phone on her stomach, waiting for the other person to break down.

Strike the snake at its vital spot.

Li Mengmeng may seem cunning and bold, but she's actually a terrible player who loves to have fun.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

The screen remained silent; no new messages popped up.

Bai Li snorted smugly.

You think I can't handle you even through the internet?

He's probably so embarrassed he's burying his head in his pillow like an ostrich.

Just as he was about to put down his phone and take a cold shower to cool down, the screen lit up.

Li Mengmeng: Huh? Is that so? Mengmeng seems to have forgotten...

Li Mengmeng: How about... you send one over too? That way Mengmeng will believe you!

Li Mengmeng: This is also a good opportunity for me to check if it has grown.

Finally, a cat emoji holding a magnifying glass was also included.

A decisive goal.

Bai Li stared at the few lines of text on the screen, then froze on the bed.

His pride in his composure crumbled completely in the face of Li Mengmeng's shameless logic.

Instead of taking the bait, the girl seized the opportunity and turned the tables on him.

The air conditioner in the room was blowing cold air, but it did nothing to cool me down.

Bai Li felt that her current body temperature was enough to cook an egg.

Should we continue talking?

That's just asking for trouble.

Even if he had extraordinary abilities, he couldn't climb back through the internet and punish this little vixen on the spot.

To avoid suffocating in her hotel room, Bai Li decisively pressed the lock screen button.

"Clatter".

He tossed the phone far away to the other side of the bed, cutting off the source of the trouble.

"That brat, still so cunning. When we get back, I'll teach her a lesson for why the flowers are so red."

Bai Li cursed through gritted teeth.

Despite the verbal abuse, the body's protests cannot be ignored.

He propped himself up on the mattress with his elbows and slowly sat up.

My gaze involuntarily drifted downwards and landed on those Under Armour sweatpants.

Bai Li fell into deep thought.

After a long while.

He stretched out his right hand, which was suspended in mid-air.

He looked at his palms, then at his sweatpants.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound echoed in the quiet room.

Bai Li slapped himself without hesitation.

He tried to regain his senses and forcefully suppress this untimely impulse.

Three seconds passed.

The pain travels along the nerves to the brain; it's very clear and very real.

But it was no use; in fact, there was a growing tendency for them to become even more arrogant.

half an hour.

Bai Li withdrew his hand, looked up at the ceiling, and sighed softly.

Life slapped me in the face, and I couldn't take it.

"But I slapped the oregano, and it still stood up straight."

"Perhaps, oregano is more suited to being a human being than I am."