They are in their final year of high school and are heavily dependent on me.

"She felt my burning admiration, so intense that she jumped and walked."

Guo Huowang pounded his chest with his right hand, as if he were offering his heart.

"Idiot!" everyone cursed in unison.

"You may disregard my fantasies, but you cannot insult my loyalty!" Guo Huowang said angrily.

"Damn it, I'm going to be the first man to add Han Shen as a friend! Fortune changes every thirty years, don't underestimate me."

Unfortunately, before Guo Huowang could finish reciting his three-day pledge, Yang Jianshen, who had been listening nearby with a chilling glint in his eye, scooped him up with one hand.

"Damn it, this idiot! Come on, let's see if your hook is harder or my barbell is harder!"

“Born! You already have a girlfriend, why do you still need my hook?!” Guo Huowang screamed.

"Wow, there's a new way to play." Li Yu smiled slyly and followed to watch.

"Hey, Xie Oubao, where's your Polaroid camera? Let's capture Wangzi's hook aesthetics."

"Hehe, ten yuan a piece," Xie Oubao said cheerfully. "But taking a picture of Wangzi will cost an extra five yuan, since looking at it might make you feel physically uncomfortable."

"I understand, I understand. I have to pay you to view the photos."

A group of boys followed him outside the classroom, laughing and cursing, but the conversation eventually returned to "Han Shen's contact information," a topic they couldn't resolve.

In short, everyone was very excited.

"Ah!"

Lin Mo sneezed in the classroom. Damn, it's still two weeks until September, why is it already getting a bit cold?

This physics test is impossible to answer; I gave all the milk to Li Zhihan. Why isn't her brain working?!

Although he was relatively good at physics, he only scored around 70 or 80 points on tests.

The difficulty of the top classes is indeed very high.

He glanced at Xu Lingxi. Uh, because of the embarrassing incident that afternoon, the proud young woman was practically filled with regret.

So they even used a pencil case to draw a line on the table to prevent him from crossing it.

Ambiguity is really addictive; thankfully, it was only posted in the afternoon when the old squad leader abruptly interrupted it.

Otherwise, if he had been overcome by lust and couldn't resist giving her a squeeze, Xu Lingxi would probably have developed PTSD from the shock.

Lust has ruined me!

Fortunately, after a few hours of calming down, Xu Lingxi seemed to be feeling better.

She stared at the physics test paper, her brow furrowed, her pen hesitant to move, sighing repeatedly.

Lin Mo glanced at it once and then looked away.

Knowing she's a strong-willed person, she naturally doesn't want others to see her vulnerable side.

Have fun when you should play, study when you should study, and try not to offend her when you're serious.

The most important thing in interpersonal relationships is a sense of propriety.

"Dingling bell~"

When the bell rang, just like two days ago, Xu Lingxi became anxious again.

Lin Mo placed the two small bread rolls next to the "38th parallel" the girl had marked, effectively refreshing her view from a distance.

Unfortunately, bread can only temporarily stave off hunger, and refreshing the page can only temporarily alleviate some fatigue.

Psychological stress and long-term damage

Let him clean it up little by little.

"Hey! Stop arguing. I was the first man to add Han Shen on QQ. You guys are all Fei Wu."

Lin Mo walked to the door and saw that Guo Huowang and the others were still arguing, so he simply threatened them.

"Damn! Lin Mo is a sugar baby too, let's beat him up!"

Lin Mo ran off with a cheeky grin, and as he looked back, the teaching building was filled with the air of scholarly pride.

How wonderful, this is youth!

That's why I don't want to leave regrets for that useless tomorrow.

I've revised Lingxi's backstory a bit; it's in the middle of chapter 30. Readers who have already read it can go back and check it out. That should make things less awkward now.

Chapter 42 Touching Feet

Lin Mo didn't wait for Bai Limeng,

I returned home early.

He thought he should tidy up first, moving his blankets and pillows to Bai Limeng's sofa.

After all, I'll probably be staying here for a week. Who can blame me when Huang Mei is so heartbroken, yet so sensitive and timid?

If it weren't for him being the Night's Watchman, I would cry all night until my eyes were swollen and I couldn't sleep.

But Lin Mo quickly realized something was wrong.

Bai Limeng had already moved my blanket and pillow over, probably because of her behind-the-scenes manipulation that morning.

How could she be so diligent?

Sure enough, after a careful inspection, he found Bai Limeng's underwear in his pillow.

As for the original foam inside the pillow, she must have switched it out with something else.

Lin Mo's right eyelid twitched violently, and he began to check the blanket.

Holy crap! She even stuffed stockings inside! Who knows if they've been worn before?! After all, her clothes smell amazing, you can't tell if they've been worn by smell!

Could you please send me the link to the laundry detergent? Thanks.

If I don't wash it myself and it doesn't smell right, I'll just have to hold you and take a deep, epic breath of fresh air before I go to sleep.

Are you that thirsty?

Lin Mo gasped, and after some deliberation, silently stuffed it back in, preserving the crime scene.

Just then, the sound of the door opening came from inside.

The girl, carrying a box of takoyaki, rudely let her ponytail down, loosened her collar, kicked off her shoes, and threw off her socks as soon as she entered the room. One of the takoyaki even flew into his arms.

"Ugh, it's so hot! Honestly, why did you come back so fast?"

"Here, this is a reward for you." Bai Limeng placed the meatballs on the table.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I brought you the blanket. You promised, so don't go back on your word and sleep here with me."

Lin remained silent.

After removing the girl's socks, he pulled back the bedsheet in front of her and pointed to the obscene clothes of the young girl underneath.

Bai Limeng was stunned, her pretty face suddenly turning red.

But she's a veteran artist after all, so this little flaw isn't a big deal; we can just treat it as a prank.

Anyway, she and Lin Mo did often do these disgusting things when they were little, but being a girl, she was a bit more risqué.

So, her expression immediately changed, and she pointed at him angrily, saying:

"You pervert! Why did you steal my clothes?!"

"They even have socks. Disgusting!"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow; he knew it would be like this.

Therefore, he is now very calm, waiting for Bai Limeng to continue her performance.

"I was wondering why I couldn't find it; you hid it inside."

Bai Limeng coughed twice, then came over with her bare feet and kicked him twice, then glared at him.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! I'm taking back what's mine."

Then, Bai Limeng acted very quickly, and within five or six minutes she had taken out all the tools for the crime and moved them into the wardrobe.

Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief. At least it was put in the closet instead of being thrown into the washing machine.

That means she still has some conscience; at least the clothes are clean.

If I take a step back, I'll only get angrier the more I think about it.

Lin Mo decided to say something disgusting to Bai Limeng.

"White Pear Dream!"

"What are you doing, you pervert?" Bai Limeng replied from the bedroom as she destroyed the tools used in the crime.

"D, I saw it! And your socks stink horribly!"

The bedroom fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately afterward, the little fire spirit, or more precisely, Bai Limeng in her red-warm state, rushed out carrying a pair of socks.

"DDD! D my foot! I'm a C-cup!" Bai Limeng shouted angrily as she hit him.

The girl's fair skin was stained with a crimson hue, like maple leaves.

"Smell it yourself! Does it stink?! It's been smelling the same for years! Where does it stink?! Let me smell it! Hurry up!!"

"Your socks may not smell that much, but that doesn't mean your feet don't smell."

"I'll kick you to death!"

Because of Lin Mo's quick movements, Bai Limeng accidentally missed her kick, lost her balance, and twisted her delicate ankle.

In an instant, Bai Limeng's eyes filled with tears, her eyes instantly reddening, and she collapsed onto the sofa, clutching her feet.

"I'm going to tell Grandma! You jerk! You promised Grandma you'd stay with me, and now you're bullying me! Waaaaaah!"

The case of the wicked accusing the guilty first.

But in relationships between opposite sexes, the one who cries first is always the older one. Lin Mo had no choice but to back down.

"Don't move, I'll go get the ice and medicine."

Bai Limeng's injury was quite severe, otherwise she wouldn't have cried from the pain. Forced by circumstances, Lin Mo quickly made a simple ice pack and then brought over some Yunnan Baiyao (a traditional Chinese medicine).

Bai Limeng's ankle has always been a bit weak; she often twisted it when she was a child, and it's become a chronic injury. Lin Mo handled it quite well, even managing to do so while using his phone.

“Ah, it hurts!”

"Don't make strange noises, baby."

"Who's your baby!"

"I'm sending a message on QQ, it's from my baby on QQ." Lin Mo held his phone in one hand and gently pinched the girl's swollen ankle with the other, which made her cry from the pain.

Bai Limeng was about to get angry, but for some reason her gaze drifted away...

Looking down from above, the boy has broad shoulders and a straight back. The muscles under his collar are also very defined.

At night, with only a small lamp on, the light and shadow perfectly outlined his features.

My eyebrows and eyes, which I hadn't paid much attention to before, seem to have matured a lot, giving me a more sophisticated look.

My face feels so hot.

He gently massaged her ankle, the spot that had just been iced, while applying medicine. Although he was outwardly playing on his phone, he kept glancing at the injury to make sure he wasn't rubbing the wrong spot. He didn't escape her notice.

The pain subsided, and what followed was the gradually fermenting warmth hidden in his palm.

She couldn't help but purse her lips and chuckle softly.

Hmph, my childhood sweetheart is such a tsundere, he's not honest at all.

For a fleeting moment, she even thought that she should twist her ankle every day, so that she could enjoy his care every day.

The possessive flame in my heart seems to be rekindling.

Has this concern and care gone beyond friendship?

Is her plan to keep him a mistress a sign of dishonesty, or a sign of distrust?

Hmm. As the girl pondered, she saw Lin Mo suddenly grinning foolishly while looking at his phone.