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"What's wrong?" Lin Zhou had just asked when Ye Zhiyu didn't answer immediately. Instead, she hugged the shark-shaped pillow in her arms and slowly crawled over from the other side of the sofa like a caterpillar.

Lin Zhou watched Ye Zhiyu getting closer and closer, and finally couldn't help but reach out and touch her head. "No, just say what you want to say, why are you beating around the bush?"

"Get out of the way."

"What are you going to do?"

"Squeeze me, what are you afraid of? I'm not going to poke you over, even if I did, you'd be the one who benefits."

"ha?"

Ye Zhiyu showed no sign of stopping, continuing to arch her head forward against Lin Zhou's hand, and finally threw down the pillow in her arms, bracing herself on the sofa and lunging at him.

"Chao!" Lin Zhou was completely caught off guard and was knocked backward by her, his back sinking into the soft sofa. Ye Zhiyu then pressed down on him.

"Take him down." Ye Zhiyu had the strength of a bull, pressing his shoulders with both hands, kneeling on one leg beside Lin Zhou, and straddling him with the other leg, practically sitting on his waist.

Because she was at home, she was still wearing that loose shark pajamas, the hood hanging limply behind her head, and her short black hair falling down in a slightly messy manner.

The distance is too close.

Lin Zhou could even smell the faint scent of shower gel on her body after she had just taken a shower, mixed with a very familiar green apple fragrance.

and……

Isn't this posture a little off?

Although Ye Zhiyu usually appears lazy and listless, she has always had a great figure. She has a slim waist and long legs. It wasn't very noticeable when she wore her school uniform, but now, her loose pajamas were pulled tighter by her movements, which accentuated her curves.

Even through the fabric of her pajamas, she could clearly feel the point of contact between their bodies. Yet, Ye Zhiyu herself seemed completely unaware of any problem, simply lowering her head and earnestly pressing Lin Zhou onto the sofa.

"..." Lin Zhou looked at her for a few seconds, "Hey, have you gained weight recently?"

Ye Zhiyu: "?"

"It feels a bit heavy, hurry up and get down."

"..." The living room was silent for two seconds.

boom!

Lin Zhou immediately received a punch to the head.

"Well!"

"So what exactly happened?" Lin Zhou asked, grabbing Ye Zhiyu's wrist.

"Fortune-telling stall".

"Um."

"I just thought about it." Ye Zhiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an expression that Lin Zhou was very familiar with. Whenever this guy showed this expression, he was probably not thinking about things that a normal human being should be thinking about.

"We can add new business."

"What kind of business?"

"Omelette rice." Ye Zhiyu held up her finger.

"..." Lin Zhou was taken aback for a moment. "Huh?"

He initially thought he had misheard, until Ye Zhiyu nodded seriously.

"Omelette rice".

"A fortune-telling stall?"

"Um."

"Selling omelet rice?"

"Another inch."

Lin Zhou fell silent.

"Hey, why aren't you saying anything?" Ye Zhiyu said.

Lin Zhou said, "What exactly are you thinking about every day?"

"To make money," Ye Zhiyu said matter-of-factly.

"You do have pocket money."

"Who would complain about having too much money? You don't have much pocket money yourself, do you?" Ye Zhiyu crossed her arms.

Ye Zhiyu has a lot of pocket money, but she also spends a lot, often to the point of being bankrupt. Lin Zhou is in a similar situation to Ye Zhiyu; he also often uses his pocket money to buy all sorts of things, which eventually leads to bankruptcy.

Even so—Lin Zhou almost jumped up from the sofa, "Why would a fortune-telling stall suddenly add omelet rice to its business?!"

"Because it makes money."

"Then why don't you add foot massage services?"

"That's something we can consider."

"..."

"No!"

"A man can't say no." Ye Zhiyu grinned mischievously, especially as she looked down at Lin Zhou lying on the sofa.

"No!!" Lin Zhou now feels a bit of physical resistance to the words "omelet rice". He had been frying it from afternoon to evening, and now he can see the eggs spinning in front of him even with his eyes closed.

hateful.

"Didn't Class B make a lot of money today?" Ye Zhiyu said.

"What does that have to do with me?"

"No, no, no, this means there's a market for it. You don't need to go to Class B anymore, let's set up our own stall," Ye Zhiyu said.

Lin Zhou's lips twitched. "So your so-called new business is that you're in charge of fortune telling, and I'm in charge of making you omelets and rice?"

"Of course not."

"Oh, what's that?"

"You can do fortune telling too, I'll be in charge of collecting the money." Ye Zhiyu rubbed her hands together.

"I won't do it."

"Impossible!!!! Black-hearted fish, I'm going to hang you on a street lamp!!!!" Lin Zhou refused decisively; he would never touch the wok again.

Money can be earned later, but life is only once.

Today, as Lin Zhou was working in Class 3B towards the end, he felt as if the eggs were almost pickling his soul.

Ye Zhiyu clearly hadn't expected Lin Zhou to refuse so decisively. She blinked, "A great opportunity to make money, and you're not going to take it?"

"don't want."

"..." Ye Zhiyu slowly sat up straight.

Lin Zhou thought she was finally ready to go down, but the next second, she grabbed his collar and started shaking him back and forth.

"Make money, Zhouzi!"

"roll!"

"We need to generate revenue!"

"No innovation!"

"The school anniversary celebration lasts for several days in a row. It would be such a waste not to make money with such a large flow of visitors!"

"It has nothing to do with me, and why am I the only one doing the work? You should do it too!"

"Sure, aren't all those girls...boys...kids who come for omelets just because of you?"

"What the hell is this 'omelet rice kid'? And what about a boy?!"

Lin Zhou let out a sharp, explosive shout, "You ran off after eating your omelet rice today! I was working in Class B until 8 PM, where were you?!"

"Not only did you not help, but you also posted about omelet rice online, almost killing me!"

Seeing Lin Zhou's grief-stricken face, Ye Zhiyu rarely showed a guilty expression, "Um... I went to investigate the market."

"You went to play!"

"Tsk, no... no way... crazy, sigh." Ye Zhiyu waved her hand.

Lin Zhou took out his phone expressionlessly. His WeChat Moments was filled with nine photos posted by Ye Zhiyu, all of them showing her eating, drinking, and having fun.

"Is this photo of you?"

"Actually, I have a twin sister who looks exactly like me," Ye Zhiyu said. "This photo isn't of me."

Lin Zhou: "..."

This woman is really stubborn.

Examine your mouth, my foot!

"Can't I even accept the request from such a lovely club president, childhood friend, buddy, boss, and benefactor?" Ye Zhiyu sighed.

"Did something strange get mixed in?"

"Am I not cute?"

"Ah, yes, yes, so cute, so very cute, I love it, I love it." Lin Zhou said with a crooked mouth.

……