Jiao Wangshu felt that Ling Tinglan had been acting very strangely lately.

Specifically, Jiao Wangshu noticed that since the performance ended, Ling Tinglan's frequency of secretly playing on her phone had increased dramatically.

Because they were considerate of the trainees' recent back-to-back work and the fact that they had prepared two stages, the production team generously gave the trainees a break while they waited for the voting results for the performance stage.

Daily training relies entirely on self-discipline, and even the filming of things like post-interviews, behind-the-scenes footage, and GG has been greatly reduced.

Otherwise, given Ling Tinglan's current blatant behavior, her phone would have been confiscated countless times.

When Jiao Wangshu saw the faint light once again peeking through Ling Tinglan's blankets, she was truly angry.

Lying in bed late at night without turning on the lights to play on your phone, don't you want to ruin your eyes?

He stood quietly by Ling Tinglan's bedside, his face so dark it looked like it could drip water.

"What are you doing?"

Ling Tinglan was engrossed in watching when he suddenly heard this sound. He was so startled that he jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Then he frantically tried to hide his phone under his body.

This attempt to cover up the truth and his incorrigible behavior infuriated Jiao Wangshu.

"Ling Tinglan, I'll count to three, hand over your phone now."

Jiao Wangshu waited with her hand outstretched.

"Let me tell you, you've really gone too far lately, you know?"

"It's not that I don't want you to use your phone, but you should at least be a little more careful in front of the camera, right? You were fine before, why have you suddenly become so playful?"

Ling Tinglan lowered her head guiltily and continued to cosplay as an ostrich.

He knew he had been a bit too arrogant lately, but it wasn't entirely his fault; it was all because those women's writing was so delicious.

Ling Tinglan had only just started this hobby and hadn't tried anything yet.

The sister who gave him the paper bag was so generous! It was packed with thousands of books, and every single one of them was incredibly appealing.

Ling Tinglan was like a mouse that had fallen into a rice jar, secretly eating with gusto these past few days.

He had just wiped his mouth and opened a new book; his phone screen was still showing the scene where the two main characters had just unbuttoned their clothes.

So how dare Ling Tinglan hand over her phone to Jiao Wangshu now?

Does he have to tell Jiaojiao that he wasn't actually using his phone, but was just too engrossed in reading their erotic essays lately?

Good heavens! Just thinking about it is terrifying!

I wonder if Jiaojiao has seen these things?

……I think should not be?

Ling Tinglan herself felt that these things were actually nothing.

Because he himself was well aware that the two characters depicted in these so-called fan fictions were completely different from him and Jiao Wangshu in both appearance and personality.

Even the bodies they're in now aren't their own.

Ling Tinglan refused to believe that anyone else in the world besides him and Jiaojiao had ever seen what they originally looked like as girls.

Not to mention that these wives also create some strange worldviews and all sorts of amazing settings.

To put it bluntly, the characters created by others are merely skins wearing the names of the two individuals.

Aside from the initial shock, Ling Tinglan no longer identifies with these stories when he reads them.

The reason he's being so secretive is because what he's looking at is erotic!

Even if Ling Tinglan was incredibly bold, he wasn't so audacious as to dare to do something indecent in front of Jiao Wangshu.

Unexpectedly, he himself enjoyed watching it and found it delightful, and for the past few days he has been glued to his phone, grinning like an idiot.

But it was precisely because of his strange appearance that Jiao Wangshu was terrified.

Having finally caught him red-handed, Jiao Wangshu secretly vowed to be stricter this time and not to spoil him anymore!

But who would have thought that when Jiao Wangshu saw Ling Tinglan stammering for so long without being able to say a word, and that such a grown person could only cower and hide under the covers like this, his heart began to ache again.

Unconsciously, Jiao Wangshu lowered her head further and further, and even her outstretched hand slowly came down.

He sighed, then squatted down and gently hugged Ling Tinglan through the blanket.

"You...did you see everything?"

Ling Tinglan: Σ(⊙▽⊙"a!!!

(Did Jiaojiao discover that he was secretly reading fanfiction?)

He didn't dare to speak; being caught red-handed was going too far!

Ling Tinglan was so frightened that her hands and feet stiffened, and she obediently shrank into Jiao Wangshu's arms, not daring to move at all.

Although Jiao Wangshu couldn't hear Ling Tinglan's inner thoughts, he still keenly sensed the momentary stiffness of the person in his arms.

So, is his unhappiness really because of that matter?

Jiao Wangshu suddenly realized that he himself had also secretly hidden a phone, so he naturally knew that the most heated argument among his fans was about the recent "earring theft incident".

This is absolutely outrageous!

When Jiao Wangshu first saw this news, she was so angry she almost laughed.

What kind of brain would believe such an outrageous rumor?

Those people are utterly depraved! They have no logic whatsoever; they're just looking for an excuse to insult him!

Jiao Wangshu was both angry and heartbroken, and couldn't help but hug Ling Tinglan even tighter in her arms.

"You shouldn't look at those things anymore."

"Everything they say is utter nonsense!"

What shouldn't you look at?

Does Jiaojiao already know that he's secretly doing bad things behind her back?

Feeling inexplicably guilty, Ling Tinglan sensed she didn't quite understand, but still hesitantly nodded in agreement.

Jiao Wangshu couldn't stand his cautious manner.

In an instant, all the memories flooded back: the skinny little girl who could only watch others play pitifully, the little dumpling who would only cry in grievance when told she didn't have parents...

Thinking about all this, Jiao Wangshu became completely enraged.

The anger in my heart was rising like a nuclear bomb, and even if the earth exploded, it wouldn't be able to withstand it!

The two little heads rested together, and Jiao Wangshu felt incredibly guilty and heartbroken.

"sorry."

I shouldn't have been so mean to you.

He gently patted Ling Tinglan on the back. "It's all someone else's fault!"

"Don't worry, leave everything to me!"

After saying these words, Jiao Wangshu released him with a serious expression.

His passionate and spirited demeanor made him seem as valiant as if he were about to go to battle.

Huh? It seems like everything's alright now?

Hearing this, Ling Tinglan slowly poked her head out from under the covers with some doubt.

He blinked, completely bewildered, so...

This probably means they won't take his phone away anymore, right?

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