Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 541 - 540: Can I Feel Your Pulse?

The Black Tortoise took note of the name "Library" and was contemplating how to get there.

"If you like, I can take you there," offered Su Chenzhou suddenly. "There are some places that are off limits and inaccessible without proper authority."

Upon hearing this, the Black Tortoise laughed.

"Is there really a place on this vast land that I cannot reach?"

He was unconvinced.

Since Su Chenzhou had already given a warning, and if the Black Tortoise did not wish for his company, Su Chenzhou would not insist. He simply said, "All right then, I have other matters to attend to. Please feel free to do as you wish."

His brothers all said their farewells to the Black Tortoise.

The room, now empty, left the Black Tortoise sitting there for a while; the meal was still not ready.

Propping up his chin in boredom, he casually conjured a water mirror to watch Mianmian.

Mianmian was currently out fishing with her companions.

The road from the small fishing village to other cities was blocked, but some spots were left open by the sea for boats to go fishing on the ocean surface.

At this moment, several guest groups were counting their catches, and whoever caught the most fish would be today’s winner. The winner would receive a limited-edition clay doll.

When Gu Youyou talked to Mianmian about the clay doll, she stressed many times, "The doll looks a lot like you, Mianmian. I must win first place today."

Mianmian hadn’t seen the doll, and as she wasn’t officially a guest, she didn’t have to participate in the competition. She was fishing with a rod for fun.

Tons of fish in these waters!

Just as people could only enter but not leave, the fish were trapped once they swam here and couldn’t get out.

Mianmian was quick at fishing.

[Having witnessed it during a previous variety show, it’s still unbelievable to see it again.]

[If only I had Little Auntie’s physique, says the fishing king of the air force, green with envy!]

[Another fish hooked, why does this keep happening...]

The bucket was filled in no time, and catching more would mean it couldn’t fit anymore. Eating all of them would be impossible too, and would go to waste.

Not wanting to waste the small fishes’ efforts, Mianmian straightened the hook, threaded it with bait, and placed it in the sea, pretending to feed the fish.

Then, she propped the fishing rod on a tool and looked around, curious to see her friends’ labor results.

Currently, Chu Ye and his mother Yun Ling had caught the most fish and were in second place. Situ Zha and Situ Jing were in third, Gu Youyou and Liu Hui were in fourth, and surprisingly, Little White Dragon and Yang Xian were in last place.

The Little White Dragon had caught the fewest fish?

Mianmian’s gaze lingered on the Little White Dragon and Yang Xian, her curiosity almost spilling out of her eyes.

Little White Dragon, noticing Mianmian looking at him, twitched his hand and quickly looked down, his face flushed with shame. Yang Xian, on the other hand, seemed to be fishing intently, but his entire body exuded an uncontrollable sharp qi, making him look less like he was fishing and more like he was practicing some kind of technique.

"Little White Dragon, you don’t need to be so upset," Mianmian patted her chest. "Look, I’m perfectly fine now."

Little White Dragon knew Mianmian was okay, but he simply didn’t know how to interact with her.

He always felt that his tendency to be easily controlled by others contributed to Mianmian’s injuries.

"I... I’m sorry," stammered the Little White Dragon, choking up. "Mianmian, I will work hard to become stronger. I won’t be controlled by others so easily in the future."

"It’s okay, it’s okay," Mianmian patted the Little White Dragon on the shoulder. "You’re the best, a real man doesn’t cry."

Little White Dragon nodded silently.

Mianmian moved closer to Yang Xian, "Yang Xian, your... your breath smells so strange."

Yang Xian glanced at Mianmian, "What’s strange about it?"

"Isn’t it strange enough? Even the fish don’t want to bite your hook." Mianmian frowned, "Can I check your pulse?"

Yang Xian stared at Mianmian, "No, go play somewhere else."

This was the first time Yang Xian had rejected a request from Mianmian since they finished filming the zombie scenes.

Mianmian felt that Yang Xian didn’t want to bring up the topic and sullenly walked away. She hadn’t gone far when Situ Zha called her over.

Situ Zha beckoned with his fingers, signaling Mianmian to come closer.

Mianmian did as signaled, and heard Situ Zha whispering softly beside her ear, "He’s been in a funk for several days, probably overthinking about not being able to save you before."

"Ah, is that so?" Mianmian glanced at Yang Xian.

Not far away, Yang Xian seemed to have also glanced over, his face turning slightly red.

Situ Zha hooked his lips into a mischievous smile, "Can’t help it, my big brother Yang used to be such a tough guy, towering above everyone... A real man. Now, faced with this formidable opponent, he’s only managed to catch a vixen spirit. It’s normal for him to be annoyed."

Mianmian nodded seriously, agreeing with Situ Zha’s words.

Indeed, if Yang Xian starts to mind how formidable he was before his reincarnation, then he would certainly feel a sense of loss now. Mom once said, this is called a man’s ego being hurt.

When a man’s ego is hurt, you must tell him that he is great at all times. That’s the only way to do it.

With that thought, Mianmian dashed back to Yang Xian’s side, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his cheek, "I like you no matter what, Yang Xian, don’t be too anxious, okay? One day you’ll be as formidable as before... I mean, you’ll still be amazing, on your own terms."

Caught off guard by the surprise kiss from Little Bun, Yang Xian’s face turned even redder.

He didn’t know what to say in response to Mianmian, and in his flustered state, there was a snap – the fishing rod in his hand suddenly broke.

Now Mianmian was puzzled, did her encouragement work at all? Why did Yang Xian still break the fishing rod?

Little Bun felt anxious for a while but still decided to ask, "Yang Xian, did you get mad because I kissed you?"

Yang Xian felt a headache coming on.

He wasn’t angry about Mianmian kissing him, he was just... just a bit flustered, that’s all. When Mianmian asked him directly to his face, he didn’t know how to answer.

"No, I’m not angry, really," Yang Xian turned his face away, "But I’m going to continue fishing, you go play somewhere else."

He had a spare fishing rod, he could just take another one.

Mianmian still stood her ground, studying Yang Xian for a while, before sidling back to Situ Zha.

"Zhazha, is he really not angry?"

Situ Zha was grinning, a very odd kind of grin. Mianmian couldn’t describe what was odd about it, and as she was waiting for Situ Zha’s answer, he poked his own cheek and said, "Kiss me too."

[Damn, these two boys, one big and one little, how could they trick our Little Auntie into kisses like that!]

[I don’t get it, Little Auntie asked Yang Xian if he was angry, and Situ Zha said it was because he couldn’t save Little Auntie, sheesh, what are their real identities? At that time, I only saw Yang Xian standing in front of Hu Yingying.]

[I think their identities are complicated! I’m squatting here waiting for a follow-up!]

"You tell me to kiss and I should just kiss you?" Mianmian hadn’t gotten an answer to her question yet, there’s no way she wanted to kiss Situ Zha, puffing her cheeks out in annoyance.

Situ Zha’s lip corners curled up again, this time his smile was very roguish, "Look at this, it’s like you, I just caught it, pretty fun."

Saying that, he took a small porcupinefish out of the fish bucket and squeezed it in front of Mianmian until it puffed up. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ