10: A Difficult Choice
"Junior Su Mo, let's go into the room to chat."
After eting the two girls at the elevator entrance and going through brief pleasantries, Su Mo was successfully invited into their room.
As a younger brother who had an older sister, Su Mo definitely had experience entering girls' bedrooms.
But how to put it—thinking that the target wasn't her own sister but another girl's room, this unfamiliar experience still made Su Mo's heart beat faster.
Unlike Room 503 at Su University filled with masculine hormones, following the two girls into the room, Su Mo imdiately slled a sweet fragrance full of girls' living atmosphere upon entering.
It had to be said it slled quite good—Su Mo quite liked it.
Lin Muyao and An Xiaoqian's apartnt wasn't large, probably only about 60 square ters, a very normal two-bedroom, one-living room, one-kitchen, one-bathroom structure.
Entering the room, what ca into view was a standard 10-plus square ter living room.
The living room walls were decorated with so cute little ornants clearly for girls' use. Several carefully tended flowers were placed by the windowsill, with dewdrops still lingering under the early morning sunlight dispersion, very beautiful.
Looking at such a fresh, clean room, Su Mo relaxed sowhat.
After all, from a certain perspective, compared to appearance, the tidiness of living rooms could better reflect so of a girl's character.
Su Mo had seen online images of so girls who appeared glamorous on the outside but had rooms piled with garbage.
From what she could see now, her contract girlfriend and her roommate were quite consistent inside and out.
"Sorry, I forgot to prepare n's slippers. Ju... Junior Su Mo, I see your feet aren't big either. How about wearing my slippers?"
Just as Su Mo was curiously examining the room, Lin Muyao, as the room's owner, handed her a pair of cartoon slippers with cute pink rabbit heads.
Looking at this pair of pink slippers handed over, Su Mo felt so resistance internally.
After all, although she now had a girl's body, her heart was still a boy's. No matter what, these slippers were too pink and tender, not matching her tough guy heart's style.
However, resistance aside, after thinking it over, Su Mo ultimately honestly accepted the slippers.
After all, Emmmmmm she did have a weakness in her girlfriend's hands, had angered the other party last night, and most importantly, the other had paid her salary.
3000 yuan per month—wearing pink slippers wasn't a big deal!
Watching Su Mo put her slippers on her feet, Lin Muyao was slightly surprised.
Although she knew that for walking stability, a person's height and foot size were proportional, Su Mo's height wasn't much different from hers, only about 168 cm.
But for a boy's feet to be this small—she knew her brother's shoes could be described as 'boats'—this difference was too dramatic.
After being slightly surprised at Su Mo's small feet, Lin Muyao looked at the clock hanging on the wall—it was already 7:30. Not forgetting the main business, she spoke:
"Su Mo... you go sit with Xiaoqian in the living room for a mont. I'll pour you so water, then we'll talk about your 'ignoring ' problem and today's schedule!"
While speaking, Lin Muyao walked toward the open kitchen with a strong sense of ownership.
During Lin Muyao's water-pouring break, An Xiaoqian, who had been observing Su Mo from behind, approached Su Mo with her hands behind her back, smiling charmingly like a curious kitten.
Wearing only a ho dress, An Xiaoqian's chest peaks appeared overly obvious with her hands behind her back.
Perhaps because ho clothes only focused on comfort while neglecting defense, Su Mo, who was slightly taller than An Xiaoqian, could even see from a boyfriend's perspective the waterlon-like huge whiteness.
Because that scene was too alluring, although Su Mo had already turned her head away within the second of seeing it due to her thin skin, her cheeks still flushed slightly from the excessive spherical imagery.
Seeing Su Mo's slightly red face as she turned away, An Xiaoqian's innocent, sweet, and criminally tempting loli face blood with a montary little devil smile.
Hehe, her friend's little boyfriend was quite pure!
Let's tease him a bit more then.
"Junior Su Mo, right? My Little Muyao has never been in love since childhood. You mustn't bully her."
Hearing An Xiaoqian, who was shorter than her and had a loli appearance, call herself senior and tell her not to bully the other person, thinking of yesterday's scene where she was threatened into being a boyfriend, Su Mo felt everything was strange in various ways at this mont.
But after thinking it over, ultimately for the sake of her salary, she didn't refute and just nodded lightly, indicating she understood.
While nodding, to avoid seeing any more excessive scenes that would make her heart race wildly, Su Mo kept her gaze very gentlemanly fixed on the large TV in the living room to distract her attention, even unconsciously stepping back slightly.
Seeing Su Mo's little white rabbit appearance of avoiding her like a snake or scorpion, An Xiaoqian felt like she was now a seductive demon while Su Mo was like an ascetic Tang Monk—it was extrely interesting.
With the ntality of teasing the little white rabbit, the next second, An Xiaoqian moved forward and lightly pressed closer, mischievously cornering Su Mo against the entrance wall.
Suddenly, Su Mo's nostrils were filled with An Xiaoqian's unique faint milk fragrance. Combined with the earlier whiteness under the pajamas, her fair skin on her small face beca even redder like a boiled shrimp.
Looking at such a shy Su Mo, An Xiaoqian's bright eyes flashed with sparkle.
In this 21st century, with various electronic technology enhancents, shy boys were too rare to see.
And soone like Su Mo—a weak young man who was already to her taste—looked even more flavorful when shy!
However, An Xiaoqian hadn't been excited for long when she suddenly thought of a problem.
Su Mo was her friend's boyfriend. Although he was a two-month contract fake boyfriend bought by her friend, proper respect was still necessary.
After all, there was a saying: friends' wives should not be coveted!
Thinking of this relationship layer, An Xiaoqian withdrew her teasing attitude and jokingly said:
"Hehe, Junior Su Mo, what are you hiding from? I won't eat you. I just saw today's weather is very hot and your face is a bit red, so I wanted to help you hang up your jacket."
While speaking, An Xiaoqian extended her two small white hands toward Su Mo's front, with obvious intention—you take it off and I'll hang it up for you.
It had to be said that people at certain monts and in certain situations would always forget so important things and instinctively do corresponding actions.
For example, when answering phone calls, whatever others hand you, you'll unconsciously take it.
When Su Mo was in the elevator earlier, she had clearly given herself many reminders not to take off her jacket.
But due to the earlier guilty feeling about that white spherical scene and An Xiaoqian's too-natural gesture, Su Mo, who had almost been wall-slamd, instinctively wanted to go along with the other's intention.
Fortunately, when she had pulled the zipper halfway down, she finally regained her rationality and quickly waved her hands.
"Sen... Senior, thank you for your kindness, but my constitution has been a bit... weak these days. I'll keep this jacket on."
While speaking, Su Mo silently pulled the zipper back up to her neck position.
Just as Su Mo finished all this and silently breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't know that the scene of her pulling down the zipper and revealing her smooth neck without an Adam's apple had been deeply imprinted in An Xiaoqian's mind.
If earlier when observing with binoculars and the wind blowing, An Xiaoqian had only suspected, then after seeing Su Mo's swan-like smooth neck curve just now, she could be 90% certain that Su Mo was a girl.
As for why 90% and not 100%?
That was because An Xiaoqian decided to personally verify the remaining 10%.
"Junior Su Mo, if your constitution is weak, you can sit at the kotatsu here, but you'll need to squat down!"
While speaking, An Xiaoqian gently pulled Su Mo's wrist under her surprised gaze, walking toward the novel Japanese-style kotatsu in the living room.
As a doujinshi artist and fashion designer, to better draw interesting plots, An Xiaoqian had studied a lot about male and female body structures.
Now, by personally grasping Su Mo's wrist and feeling the lamb-fat jade-like tenderness transmitted from it, as well as the delicate bone quality that didn't match a boy's large fra, that 90% probability had quietly risen to 100%.
Unconsciously looking toward the kitchen where her childhood friend Lin Muyao, who had grown up with her, was seriously pouring orange juice from the refrigerator into a glass.
At this mont, An Xiaoqian's cute, pure round eyes sparkled with interesting light.
Emmmmmm her friend's painstakingly threatened 'boyfriend' was actually a girl.
This TV drama-like situation was happening around her.
It was really... hahaha... no wait... keh~keh~keh~
Extrely interesting.
So the question was, should she now tell her friend the truth and expose this 'bought boyfriend's' secret—Plan A?
Or should she find ti to have a good chat with this 'friend's boyfriend' and let her serve as inspiration material for her manga—Plan B?
Oh my, both seem quite interesting!
Really a difficult choice~
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