So all the wives were waiting for me to break up with them.

Zhou You wasn't worried about this. He helped Ning Moxin dry her hair, asked where her first-aid kit was, and then found a bottle of iodine and cotton swabs inside. He squatted down, pulled back the blanket covering Ning Moxin, and used the cotton swabs to treat the wound on her foot.

Ning Moxin leaned back on the sofa, her gaze fixed on the boy who was applying medicine to her. She slowly raised her hand, stretched it forward a little, and just as her fingertips were about to touch his shoulder, she suddenly pulled back as if she had been electrocuted.

He likes Yun Mingyue and Chen Tangtang, while I'm just his headmistress...

Is this really okay?

149. This calculation is not possible.

Ning Moxin hesitated, her hand hovering in mid-air. Her father had indeed said a few hurtful things in the study later, but that was not a reason for her hesitation.

Her love life is a decision she makes herself.

but……

If she were to cling to him like the other two, Xiao You would definitely be very troubled. She didn't want to bother him too much.

Moreover, she wasn't sure if she actually liked him.

So, forget it.

Ning Moxin slowly lowered her hand. This is good enough. Asking for too much will only cause trouble for yourself.

"Sister Mo."

"Ok?"

"Does it hurt?"

She then felt a tingling, numb sensation travel from her ankles to her heart, and the boy's palms were warm, as if her feet were completely enveloped by his hands.

An alluring blush involuntarily rose to her cheeks. Having recovered, she finally realized that many 'excessive' things had happened today.

He touched her feet again, and before that, before that, he saw her naked body.

"As expected, we can't just let this go." Even if she is his teacher and the principal's sister, this matter cannot be left unresolved.

"What can't be left like this?" Zhou You asked with a surprised expression as he finished treating Ning Moxin's foot wound and packed his things back into his medicine box.

"It's nothing." Ning Moxin curled up her delicate little feet.

She was both changing the subject and genuinely concerned: "Will it leave a scar?"

"If you treat these small wounds properly, they won't leave scars."

Ning Moxin's foot wound wasn't serious; it was just a scrape, but the affected area was quite large.

"That's good." She breathed a sigh of relief. It was such a pity that Xiaoyou hadn't even played with it a few times before it got a scar...

Ning Moxin, you're thinking strange things again.

Stop it, stop it. It's not like I'm going to give myself away to him.

"Sister Mo, have you regained any strength?" Zhou You placed the packed medicine box on the coffee table. "Do you need me to carry you to your room?"

"Ah."

Ning Moxin blinked and nodded gently without hesitation. Since Xiao You had already carried her the whole way, being carried by him again was no big deal.

Zhou You still carried Ning Moxin in a princess carry. Now she was only wearing a bodice, which made her much lighter than when she was outside.

She would also wrap her arms around his waist to share the weight, making him feel as if she were a soft and boneless principal sister.

Once inside Ning Moxin's bedroom and the lights were turned on, the specific furnishings of her room could be clearly seen.

It's very simple; the bed, desk, and wardrobe are all very ordinary. If there's anything special about it, it's the stacks and stacks of books from ancient and modern times, both Chinese and foreign, that a normal person's bedroom wouldn't have.

Zhou You glanced at it as he passed by.

Ordinary World, The Moon and Sixpence, To Live, One Hundred Years of Solitude, Norwegian Wood...

Ok?

He squinted hesitantly to examine the spine of the book buried at the very bottom.

"Xiao You, hurry up and put me on the bed, I'm a little cold," Ning Moxin suddenly urged.

Zhou You stopped looking at her and obediently put Ning Moxin on the bed and covered her with a blanket. The whole "evil king doting on his wife" thing was probably just him seeing things.

Ning Moxin lay down, pulling the blanket up to her chin to cover herself completely. Zhou You turned on the bedside lamp, sat beside her, and stared silently at the lotus flower on the pillow.

"I embroidered it myself, isn't it pretty?"

"nice."

"..."

The atmosphere became increasingly awkward for some reason.

Zhou You glanced at the books placed beside her and guessed that she probably read a couple of pages before bed. "Sister Mo, do you really enjoy reading?"

"Mmm," Ning Moxin responded softly, turning her clear eyes to look at him.

"I also really like Haruki Murakami's 'Norwegian Wood'."

"Ah."

"My favorite part is this: in the spring fields, you're walking alone, and a cute little bear comes towards you. Its fur is like velvet, and its eyes are round and big. It says to you, 'Hello, miss, would you like to roll around and play with me?'"

Then you hugged the teddy bear and rolled down the clover-covered hillside, playing all day long.

“This part is indeed very interesting, but…” Ning Moxin rested her smooth chin on the sheet, “…I prefer the part where all the tigers in the world’s forests melt into butter.”

After she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a little flustered. Before Zhou You could speak, she picked up the book that had been lying by her pillow for some time. It happened to be the book they had just been talking about, "Norwegian Wood." Ning Moxin had bought more than one copy of many of these books so that she could easily access them from anywhere in the house.

"Let me read a few passages to you. I quite enjoy reading to others."

Ning Moxin casually turned to a page, "I gradually developed a strange feeling, a burning sensation all over my body... Every time she touched me, it felt like my body was being dismembered... She had already taken off my shirt and removed my bra..."

"..."

She fell silent as she read.

"The emotions in literary works are always so intense and direct." Zhou You deliberately pretended to be indifferent in order to ease the strange atmosphere in the room.

"Yes, that's right."

Ning Moxin closed the book and placed it over to Zhou You, not wanting to continue this strange topic. "You can borrow any of the books in my house if you want to read them."

"...Okay?" If there's a book he really wants to read, Zhou You prefers to buy a new one himself.

Ning Moxin was somewhat displeased with his reaction, "I wouldn't easily lend my books to others..."

Eating and borrowing books are two extremely ambiguous things. One borrows and returns, one invites and one goes, and that's how a relationship is formed.

A passage from Qian Zhongshu's *Fortress Besieged* flashed through her mind, and she fell silent again.

"Sister Mo?"

Zhou You noticed that Ning Moxin would suddenly fall silent halfway through her conversation. "Are you sleepy? Then you should go to sleep early. I'll lie on the sofa in the living room tonight. If you feel uncomfortable at night, just call me."

He stood up and walked towards the door, her voice coming from behind him.

"Little You~~"

"what?"

"I just wanted to say goodnight to you, and thank you for keeping me company tonight."

Actually, it would be great if I could continue to be Xiaoyou's principal sister. If there's really no other way, it would be perfectly normal for me, as 'Teacher Ning,' to personally teach him about hygiene...

Ningmo Xin, you're overthinking things again.

Zhou You gripped the doorknob and turned to look at Sister Mo, who was shrouded in a warm yellow light. She looked at him serenely, and when he turned around, her lips trembled slightly before she revealed her usual gentle smile, warm and comforting.

A smile returned to her face.

Goodnight, Sister Mo.

Zhou You responded with a smile, and the smile on her face completely put his mind at ease; it seemed that she was indeed alright.

As for what exactly happened to Ning Moxin tonight, she wouldn't say, and he didn't intend to ask.

As long as she is well, nothing else matters.

Of course, if given the chance, he would definitely teach the person who hurt his sister Mo a lesson.

150. 'His' principal sister

Zhou You closed the door, walked to the sofa, and casually picked up the wool blanket that had been wrapped around Ning Moxin, intending to use it as a quilt that night.

He hadn't even had a chance to lie down yet.

Buzzing~~ Buzzing~~

His phone, which he had left on the coffee table, rang.

It was Yun Mingyue's phone call.

"Sister Hua, tonight I actually..."

“I heard from Chen Tangtang that you have a cold and need to rest at home.”

"what?"

Zhou You was slightly taken aback, then quickly explained, "Sister Hua, I didn't catch a cold tonight, I came to see Sister Mo, it's like this..."

He carefully explained the whole story to avoid any strange misunderstandings from Yun Mingyue; he didn't want a Korean drama unfolding in his own life.

"Is Ning Moxin alright?" Just as Zhou You had expected, Yun Mingyue was not angry.

"Sister Mo should be alright now."

"Then be careful tonight, don't sleep too soundly, lest someone sneak up next to you without you even knowing it," Yun Mingyue said something very strange.

“Hmm, okay.” Zhou You didn’t fully understand what Yun Mingyue meant.

"That's all for now, goodnight~~"

"Good night."

Beep beep beep~~

After ending his call with Yun Mingyue, Zhou You stared blankly at his phone for a while before calling Chen Tangtang.