"Mm." Zhao’er shook her head, "Not at all, I think you, Mr. Li, are a very wise person, and you will achieve your dreams sooner or later."
You scratched your head, smiling a bit sheepishly.
She complinted you.
The feeling was really wonderful.
"Mu Yun!"
At that mont, the sound of Xian Qianling’s voice suddenly ca from outside the hallway.
Startled!
Thinking of Xian Qianling’s fiery and straightforward temperant, you hurriedly said goodbye to Zhao’er, "Sorry, sorry, I have to go."
"Mm."
Zhao’er smiled slightly at you and walked you to the door.
As you walked out of room 306, Xian Qianling stared at you sternly and asked, "How did you enter soone else’s room?"
Feeling like a cornered thief under her gaze, you stuttered, "Oh, oh, I—I saw Zhao’er carrying heavy things downstairs earlier, so I helped her out. Her grandmother helped a lot before she left, and she entrusted to take care of her granddaughter."
"Zhao’er?" Xian Qianling raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly, "You seem quite close, just as I expected, you still like the gentle and mature type."
Saying this, Xian Qianling turned and walked away.
"Hey, hey, I didn’t an that... I..."
After walking a few steps, Xian Qianling suddenly turned around, smiling mischievously at you, "Just kidding, look how nervous you were."
Saying this, Xian Qianling suddenly grabbed your arm and shook it slightly, "I’m hungry, I want to eat the ’covered rice’ you make."
"Oh, okay, I’ll cook it now."
Seeing she wasn’t angry, you felt relieved, quickly opened your own door, and rushed towards the kitchen.
anwhile, Zhao’er also walked out of room 306 slowly, a gentle smile on her beautiful face.
Xian Qianling walked over, still smiling, "It seems the war is about to begin."
"Yes, I’m looking forward to it, you have to keep a good eye on him."
Zhao’er didn’t seem upset at all about Xian Qianling’s early arrival; instead, she enjoyed it. "Though you’ve learned a lot about Yun’s habits from Little Yun, don’t forget, Yun and I have shared a bed, I know his sensitive spots very, very well."
Xian Qianling, taken aback, imdiately turned around with a huff, took a few steps, then abruptly turned back, "I’ll eat him all up tonight!"
Making a bowl of covered rice was far too simple for you, and for so reason, you always felt like you had been a star hotel chef in your past life, especially adept in cooking, and yet not picky about food, which surprised you.
When you had dinner ready and placed it on the table, you asked Xian Qianling, who had just walked in from the door, "Who were you talking to outside just now? What was it you wanted to eat again?"
"Humph."
This girl’s face changes like April weather.
Just now everything was fine, all laughs and smiles, but in a blink, her face had turned to stone.
Xian Qianling sat down and harshly shoveled two spoonfuls of rice into her mouth, then pouted and looked at you with eyes full of silent resentnt, "Mu Yun, I’m asking you, who is prettier, Zhao’er or ?"
Well, there it is!
The deadliest question!
It’s probably the sa question every woman in the world asks the person she likes.
Although there was still an undefined relationship between you and Xian Qianling, the connection between the two of you had definitely surpassed friendship.
Using a phrase from the Island country, it was more than friends, less than lovers.
Truth be told, Xian Qianling’s personality wasn’t the perfect type you had in mind, but at this point, what was there to nitpick about?
You considered yourself soone who highly valued emotions; once you decided sothing, you wouldn’t change your mind.
Despite your great impression and feelings toward Zhao’er, relationships were all about fate, and you believed in fate the most.
Besides, even though Xian Qianling was a bit quick-tempered at tis, you believed wholeheartedly that she was sincere with her feelings for you.
Seeing that Xian Qianling’s eyes were almost welling up with tears, you hurriedly said, "Of course you are the prettiest!"
"Really?"
Upon hearing this, Xian Qianling was overjoyed, and even though she knew the reality of that statent wasn’t high, anything coming from your mouth was worth it.
"Yeah, truer than pearls."
Xian Qianling imdiately bowed her head, happily eating her donburi, her expression as if the bowl contained not rice but honey.
Halfway through the al, Xian Qianling suddenly looked up, staring straight at you.
"What’s wrong?" You suddenly felt your heart beating rapidly.
She pursed her lips and then extended her cherry-red tongue to lick the rice grain on the corner of her mouth, looking at you with a bewitching gaze, "Mu Yun, what do you say... if I just eat you up right now, would that be okay?"
Ugh!
You recoiled abruptly, staring at Xian Qianling with a stunned expression.
What, what, what, what did she just say!?
Eat you?
Oh god, that sounded incredibly terrifying. Was she talking about flaying you... wait, wait, maybe you misunderstood... eat you...
Oh my, how embarrassing.
Seeing your expressions shift from initial horror to a flirty deanor, Xian Qianling imdiately broke into a cold sweat.
Actually, that statent was rely a test, not to ntion eating you; even holding hands was beyond Xian Qianling’s courage.
Speaking of which, in relationships, isn’t it supposed to be the guy who makes the move?
Xian Qianling suddenly adopted a look of sorrowful longing. Alas, there were many things she couldn’t just say outright; she couldn’t possibly expect herself, a girl, to be the proactive one.
Besides, the agreent among the three won clearly stated this point: none could be overly assertive with you but had to proceed gradually, awaiting your final choice.
Among her two rivals, Xian Qianling was most wary of Zhao’er.
Whether in the past or now, Zhao’er’s nearly perfect deanor was sothing no man could resist. Before, her lack of autonomy wasn’t much of an issue, but now, with beauty, grace, and intelligence all rolled into one, rely a flick of her finger could captivate not just n but won too.
As for Wu Qiyi, Xian Qianling naturally ignored her.
Xian Qianling knew Wu Qiyi’s character all too well; since she said she wouldn’t compete, she definitely wouldn’t—knock, knock, knock.
At that mont, a knocking sound suddenly ca from outside the door.
"Do you have other friends?" Xian Qianling asked, her train of thought interrupted.
You tilted your head and thought for a mont: "It might be Xu Hai."
With that, you got up and walked to the door, but the mont you opened it, you froze.
Standing outside was a person dressed in a sexy suit, clad in black stockings, wearing seductive high heels, and sporting a head of burgundy wavy long hair—a stunning urban beauty suddenly appeared.
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