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Ding dong.
The doorbell always rings at just the right moment.
Who is it? Someone's here.
Let’s put aside everything for now; I’ll tidy up the things I bought last night later. I can just lie around at home all day. Moving those things yesterday took a lot of energy, and after what just happened, I really don’t want to go out today.
I navigated through the cluttered living room, searching for a place to settle, and arrived at the front door.
“Hello, who is it?”
With a sudden screech, the door swung open before I could even see who it was, and a chilling voice swept over me.
“Oh? Zhao Lun, you moved without telling me? Where’s Ouyang Zhirou? Don’t tell me you spent the night together?”
Despite the warm weather, her tone was icy and cutting, making me feel as if I were being pricked by needles.
Mu Xi.
It’s over! While I had anticipated she would find out eventually, I didn’t expect it to happen so soon. I hadn’t even thought of an explanation yet.
“Can’t I come in? Am I bothering you?”
“No, come in, come in! It’s not what you think; we didn’t do anything.”
However, as I said this, a sense of dread crept into my heart. Did we really not do anything? The scene from yesterday was etched deeply in my mind and would linger for quite some time.
I glanced nervously at her as she walked into the room with a cold expression. The living room was filled with all sorts of items, and her face was even more frosty than before, radiating an aura of danger.
She snorted coldly and headed toward the room.
As she passed Ouyang Zhirou’s room, she pushed the door open and saw Ouyang Zhirou changing clothes inside, instantly revealing a scene that was all too alluring.
“Ah! You sly vixen! You’re such a pervert!”
Lin Mu Xi, who had been cold-faced just moments ago, blushed immediately at this sight.
Though her face turned red, her words remained icy as she quickly shut the door.
“Ugh, Dead Green Tea! You better confess what you did with Zhao Lun!”
“Get out! I didn’t do anything!”
“I don’t believe you! Let me check!”
With that, Lin Mu Xi rushed forward to confront Ouyang Zhirou.
Ah, ah, ah.
As the saying goes: a gentleman is lustful but not lewd, he expresses his feelings but adheres to propriety, he is charming but not vulgar, affectionate but not overly sentimental.
What's wrong with being lustful? Who isn't? It's perfectly normal for boys to be lustful, and girls can be too, right?
So, I leaned against the door, eavesdropping on every movement inside. Just listening to their playful banter and the sounds of their laughter sent my imagination racing, painting vivid pictures in my mind.
As the noise inside gradually subsided, I dashed into the living room, pretending to be busy as I started tidying up the things from last night.
Before long, the two of them emerged from the room one after another, both with flushed faces. Ouyang Zhirou was biting her lips tightly, glaring at Lin Mu Xi's neck, while Lin Mu Xi looked like a victorious soldier, beaming with joy.
I took it all in; if I guessed correctly, given Ouyang Zhirou's personality, she would never let this humiliation slide. She was waiting for the right moment to take her revenge. If that was truly her intention, then the one who would get hurt wouldn’t just be Lin Mu Xi but also me—after all, I was the strictest of them all.
After circling around the house, Lin Mu Xi fixed her gaze on a room and said to Zhao Lun, "I want to move in here too, just to avoid some vixens trying to steal a taste."
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