You are all bad women! Don't come over!-Chapter 398 - 386
Xia Qingrou listened for a long time, but she couldn't make out what Shen Mochen was saying next.
Clearly, he was muttering something, but she just couldn't hear it!
Xia Qingrou anxiously kicked off her shoes and strained to move her body upward.
But, out of the blue, Shen Mochen bent down, buried his face in her chest, and suckled his lips, hugging even tighter.
Eh?
Xia Qingrou, unable to move, was completely dumbfounded.
This guy couldn't be doing this on purpose, could he? She looked down at Shen Mochen, but his whole face was buried, rendering his expression completely invisible.
However, Shen Mochen's breath in her embrace kept tickling her chest, thrilling yet uncomfortable.
"If you're not asleep, then you're dead..." Xia Qingrou gritted her teeth, feeling a bit of pain below.
Shen Mochen didn't respond at all, as if he really had fallen asleep.
After probably being chest-pressed for half an hour, the strength in Shen Mochen's hands finally relaxed, and the "tortured" Xia Qingrou was able to escape.
...
"Jerk, scumbag, just you wait..."
In the laundry room behind the house, Xia Qingrou glared at the underwear swirling in the washing machine, grinding her teeth in embarrassment and rage, even forgetting the joy of having her superpower restored.
Of course, she hadn't truly forgotten about the superpower, she had kissed Shen Mochen once more before leaving, and this time there was no reaction.
Perhaps, it could only be restored once a day...
But now a new problem had arisen; it was whether she needed to kiss anyone to restore her superpower or if it had to be someone specific like Shen Mochen... Although, deep inside she felt it was all the same.
For the moment, Xia Qingrou didn't want to share the fact that her superpower had been restored with anyone because she had heard Liu Chaoyan and Shen Mochen say it was only temporary. She believed this because she had kissed Shen Mochen many times previously, and her superpower had never been enhanced, so it probably was just for a short while.
Even if she told, there would be no benefit; it could stop working any day, causing unnecessary expectations among her teammates, which would also put pressure on her.
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Let's keep it a secret for now; after all, it's not too big of a deal... and more importantly, letting them know that kissing Shen Mochen was her way to recovery would be mortifying!
It wouldn't be right towards Han Muxue either.
She watched the washing machine speed-wash the underwear then tumble-dried them, slipping them on quickly like a thief.
Ah, how she wanted to do that... all the fault of that scumbag. She had been single for so long without such strong impulses!
Forget it, she'll just take care of it herself in her room... Humph, even if she has to use her hand, she wouldn't give that scumbag the benefit!
During dinner, Xia Qingrou secretly observed Shen Mochen's reaction, seeing him acting normal and feeling a bit more at ease.
"Yawn... I feel like I had an especially comfy nap today, don't know why, smelled so good..."
Shen Mochen stretched lazily in his dining chair.
Hearing this, Xia Qingrou immediately tightened in around her chest, feeling a mix of pride and annoyance in her heart, thinking obviously, after you've buried your face there for so long, of course you slept well!
Feeling more and more aggrieved, she turned her sadness into appetite, burying her head and wolfing down her meal like a storm.
"Cai Yuncui is coming back tomorrow," Liu Chaoyan said.
"Finally, we can eat her cooking," Han Muxue huffed.
Xia Qingrou pursed her lips, her mouth full of food, she mumbled indistinctly, "Xuexue, what do you mean by that? Is my cooking that bad?"
Han Muxue scoffed coldly: "Do you really think…"
The sharp-tongued retort was on the tip of her tongue, but against all expectations, Han Muxue swallowed it back this time.
After a pause, she lowered her eyes, "Your cooking is actually okay, at least you've improved a lot."
The other three were taken aback, and Xia Qingrou looked concerned, reaching out to feel Han Muxue's head: "What's up, Xuexue, why aren't you being venomous today, are you sick or something?"
"..." Xia Qingrou's lips trembled slightly, she shook off the other person's hand, her tone impatient, "I'm very healthy, at least I'm still waiting for the day to sweep your grave on the seventh day after your death!"
"Yes, yes, that's more like it!" Xia Qingrou nodded in satisfaction.
You... are kind of a masochist, aren't you. Shen Mochen complained inwardly.
Liu Chaoyan glanced at Han Muxue, a hint of concern flashing in her eyes.
...
"Xuexue, let's sleep together tonight!" At night, Xia Qingrou, clutching her pillow, knocked on Han Muxue's room.
"I don't want to."
Han Muxue bluntly rejected her.
"Why not? Let's sleep together, Xuexue!"
"Get lost, stop bothering me."
Xia Qingrou, rejected once again, showed an embarrassed look on her face.
"I always feel like Xuexue has been off lately..." Xia Qingrou casually complained to Shen Mochen, who was passing by, "With Yuncui sister returning, shouldn't she be the happiest?"
Shen Mochen replied seriously, "I think you seem to be the happiest."
Xia Qingrou pouted, "Although they both seem calm, they must be very happy too... Yanyan seems all normal, but Xuexue has been really strange lately..."
Strange, so strange... Clearly, I've already broken up with that scumbag, so why does she still seem so distracted all the time?
Shen Mochen blinked, "Maybe it's for some other reason?"
Xia Qingrou pressed, "What reason?"
"I have no idea." Shen Mochen spread his hands.
Xia Qingrou pursed her lips, "Right, what could you know!"
Without paying him any more attention, she went straight back to her room.
Putting aside how Han Muxue was doing for now, Xia Qingrou's mind, besides the news of Cai Yuncui's imminent return, was only filled with concerns about her superpower rejuvenation.
Is it only possible to kiss Shen Mochen, or could it be anyone else?
Pah, if there was a choice, I wouldn't want to kiss that scumbag!
Xia Qingrou waited painfully in her room, waiting until 12 o'clock, waiting until 1 am...
Finally, she got up, tiptoed to the door, and went to Han Muxue's room.
The 0819 team generally had regular routines, and according to past experience, Han Muxue should be asleep by now.
So Xia Qingrou gently turned the doorknob and sneaked in.
The curtains were slightly open, and the moonlight spilled into the room like water. The night was so quiet that Han Muxue's breathing could be heard.
Xia Qingrou's heart raced with nervousness: "Don't blame me, Xuexue, I'm just trying it out, just trying it out, we're both girls, there's nothing wrong with it, right..."
By the bedside, there was a quiet face as delicate as a porcelain doll.
Though it wasn't the first time she had seen that face, Xia Qingrou couldn't help but admire it for a while.
Even among the universally stunning members of the 0819 team, Han Muxue's beauty couldn't be overshadowed.
The word beautiful wasn't quite right to describe her; a more accurate word would be exquisite.
Her exquisite features were like the dolls every little girl yearned for, with every curve on her face a perfect piece of artistry, her skin so smooth it seemed poreless.
Xia Qingrou mustered up the courage and kissed the other's cheek.
But the next moment, with a loud "slap," she was met with a slap from a wide-eyed, horrified Han Muxue.
