I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today-Chapter 852 - New Year
Chapter 852: Chapter 852 New Year
Her toenails were painted with a light shade of red nail polish, a tender and youthful color.
Shen Mo walked over, cradled her feet in his arms, and gently squeezed them.
Bai Youwei felt ticklish and tried to retract her feet, but Shen Mo held them tight. She playfully kicked out, striking his chest, and then he embraced her in his arms and kissed her for a long time.
…Every time they shared such intimacy, her heart would flutter.
Feeling loved and needed was both sweet and incredibly comforting.
Honestly, this was much more interesting than playing games.
After fooling around for a while, she gasped for air in his arms and glanced sideways to see the broken hand and the rabbit squatting side by side on the table, looking at them—it was unclear how long they had been watching.
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Shen Mo noticed too and asked with amusement, “Can they understand what they’re seeing?”
“They probably… keep looking just because they don’t understand,” she replied.
Bai Youwei leaned against him, raised two limp fingers, and placed them on his shoulder like tiny legs walking, all the way to his chest, drawing circles and looping around, her voice becoming as soft as cotton.
“If you think they’re in the way, I can… chase them back to the Doll’s House,” she hinted.
Shen Mo understood perfectly, capturing her hand and kissing it lightly, a tender smile playing on his lips, “You’re quite bold, aren’t you scared?”
Bai Youwei hooked her arm around his neck, her eyes glistening as she looked at him, “Ignorance is bliss, right~”
His desire kindled by her words, Shen Mo was about to kiss her again when the door was knocked at that moment.
Both of them were startled.
The dreamy atmosphere evaporated instantly.
——Knock, knock, knock.
Shen Mo tucked Bai Youwei under the covers and got up to answer the door.
Bai Youwei pouted, looking at the broken hand and rabbit on the table, mumbling, “If I’d known, I would have dragged him back to the Doll’s House just now…”
…
The visitor was Shen Fei; he had come with a message from Shen Mo’s father:
“In a few days, headquarters is hosting a dinner to celebrate the New Year, and our family is invited, but Uncle thinks that it’s more meaningful to spend New Year’s with family, so he plans to skip it. He sent me to ask if you could get out of the dinner and come home for a meal.”
Shen Fei said this while glancing around the room, “Uncle also said… you can bring your friends along.”
“Did he say anything else?” Shen Mo asked.
“That’s all…” Shen Fei looked away, hesitating in his speech, “Actually, this is also my father’s wish. Hearing about your close calls in the maze this time, that you barely made it out, everyone at home is worried. We might not even get to see you one last time… Now that the campaign game is approaching, they want you to come home for a while.”
Shen Fei summoned his courage and seriously added, “Bro, I think you should visit more often.”
“I know.” Shen Mo spoke indifferently, “I’ll go when the time comes.”
Shen Fei delivered the message and, having nothing else to say, saw that Shen Mo was still blocking the door, showing no intention of letting him inside, so he didn’t stay longer.
“That’s…” Shen Fei said sheepishly, “Then I’ll be going, bro.”
“Mhm.” Shen Mo nodded, “Go on back.”
Shen Fei took one last look inside the room, saw nothing, and quietly left.
After seeing off Shen Fei, Shen Mo returned to the room and asked Bai Youwei, “In a few days, headquarters is having a banquet, do you want to go?”
Bai Youwei shook her head, “It’s either singing or dancing, too noisy, I’d rather stay in my own room and sleep.”
Shen Mo suggested, “Then come with me to visit my dad’s place, and let’s bring Teacher Cheng and Xiaoxin with us.”
Having overheard pieces of their conversation, Bai Youwei asked him, “What’s an appropriate gift when visiting?”
Shen Mo smiled, “It’s the thought that counts; let’s prepare some food and drink. We still have some wine in the Doll’s House, let’s take some bottles over.”
“When giving gifts, it’s best to consider the recipients’ tastes,” Bai Youwei asked earnestly, “What does your dad like?”
Shen Mo thought carefully, and the conclusion he reached was, “My dad likes your mom.”
Bai Youwei spread her hands, “Well, that I definitely can’t do.”
