亚洲?欧美?综合导航

She was even laughing and chatting with his mother in the living room as if unaffected by yesterday's incident.

They boarded the bus.

The two of them were silent the entire way, and even Yao Mingyue didn't bother him anymore.

But she still kept glancing at his figure.

Xu Musen, of course, didn't initiate conversation either, constantly checking the data on his phone.

Yao Mingyue's eyes narrowed slightly as she watched quietly.

Arriving at the classroom.

The classmates once again all looked at him.

Xu Musen discovered that there was a watermelon on his desk.

He Qiang spoke up, "It was from her again, I wonder if her family owns a fruit farm or something?"

Xu Musen was somewhat bemused.

Yao Mingyue glanced over and merely looked away indifferently.

"Hey, Moriko, didn't you and Yao Mingyue fight yesterday?"

"What's there to fight about?"

"A lot of people were waiting to see the drama unfold yesterday. What's the actual deal with you and that girl? Don't secretly date and keep your brothers in the dark, okay?"

"We're just ordinary friends, don't overthink it," he replied.

"Tsk, who'd believe that..."

Noon.

Xu Musen carried the watermelon to the canteen, got two spoons, and had the cook slice it into two halves.

Before he left, he glanced around the canteen, which often made little cakes or fried chicken and such, thought for a moment, and then walked over.

Behind the playground in the garden.

When Xu Musen arrived, the girl must have already eaten her meal, as she was leisurely eating grapes and amusing herself by spitting out the seeds.

Being good-looking has its perks, as her spitting out seeds was like the elegant Xiaolongnu.

If she were ugly, it'd be like Qiu Qianchi spitting out date pits.

"Did you also send this watermelon?"

Xu Musen asked.

"Yeah, we grow them ourselves," An Nuannuan nodded, her bright eyes inadvertently revealing joy as she saw him approaching.

"Your family's land is impressive, able to grow anything."

Sometimes Xu Musen questioned what kind of family the girl came from. To say they were poor, the fruit she brought seemed like premium goods.

To say they were wealthy, she always appeared so pitiful.

"Also, didn't I tell you not to send things anymore?"

"You said not to send too much, I only sent one this time," she said.

But this one was bigger than a whole fruit basket, wasn't it?

Xu Musen couldn't help but smile helplessly and handed her half of the watermelon, "Let's each take a half and dig in."

An Nuannuan seemed unfamiliar with this method, watching as Xu Musen dug into the center of the watermelon first.

"Why start with the middle?"

"Because the middle is the sweetest."

"Oh... it really is!"

The two ate the watermelon, spoonful by spoonful.

"By the way, I bought some stuff in the cafeteria earlier and couldn't finish it. Do you want to try?"

Xu Musen took out a bag from behind him, and the aroma of fried food wafted through the air.

An Nuannuan's little nose twitched, "What is it?"

"Fried chicken tenders, and a fried sausage," said Xu Musen, looking at her curious expression and adding, "Have you never had them before?"

An Nuannuan shook her head; at home, she usually ate seafood with shells or beef as delicate as snowflakes.

It was her first time seeing something so greasy.

Curious.

To Xu Musen, her shake of the head and eager gaze seemed like those of a poor girl from an impoverished family who couldn't afford even the one or two-dollar fried snacks from street vendors.

Feeling sympathy, he handed them to her.

An Nuannuan sniffed; her grandparents were health-conscious, valuing the natural taste of ingredients.

Such greasy, heavily seasoned snacks relied on seasoning. Even cooking shoe leather would taste good with it.

It was like medicine. The better the medicine, the slower it worked, but a doctor in a small clinic would just prescribe antibiotics willy-nilly.

Right now, this snack was like those antibiotics, instantly catching An Nuannuan's eye.

"It's good!"

"Take your time, I'm not going to snatch it from you."

Seeing her like this, Xu Musen felt even more pity and couldn't resist reaching out to stroke her head.

Her hair was soft, like the finest silk.

Although his family had become bankrupt, they could still afford such small treats, which made it clear how tough life was for the girl before him.

An Nuannuan quickly finished eating and turned her hopeful eyes towards Xu Musen.

"No more eating today, we still have half a melon left."

"Oh…"

An Nuannuan was a bit disappointed and still seemed to crave more as she licked the seasoning off the stick.

Her tender little tongue was playfully moving about.

Xu Musen swallowed hard, cursing the damn weather for being so hot, expanding and contracting with the heat. He hastily placed the watermelon against his thigh to cool it down.

"You are really nice, treating me to such delicious food; it must have been expensive, right?" An Nuannuan asked with eager eyes.

"Not that expensive, if you like it I can bring you more tomorrow."

"Then I should give you money…"

"Didn't you also treat me to watermelon? It's a fair exchange."

After eating.

The two of them proceeded to look at the draft drawings as usual, with Xu Musen offering some ideas and suggestions. An Nuannuan had a natural talent for drawing, resembling a printer.

Whatever was said, she could draw it out.

As Xu Musen gazed at the drawing, his eyes eventually landed on a small part of her white legs peeking out from under her skirt.

"Nuannuan."

"Hmm?"

"Sitting all morning, don't you feel a bit sore in your back or legs…?"

"You just want to touch my legs, right?"

While Xu Musen was still pondering the right words, An Nuannuan took him by surprise with her directness.

Xu Musen coughed, what?

Had she seen through his little ploy already?

"It's a massage! A proper one."

An Nuannuan blinked her innocent peach blossom eyes, quite seriously, "Is there a difference?"

"…So, is it okay?"

"Mhm."

An Nuannuan nodded her head, and Xu Musen, seeing that no one else was around and considering it wasn't the first time, felt encouraged.

Gently, he lifted the hem of her skirt, and the blindingly white, slender leg appeared before him.

Moreover, An Nuannuan seemed to like wearing sandals, her tiny toes looking like crystal-clear grapes, so fair that he could even see the veins.

Xu Musen's hand, almost involuntarily, started to move downwards.

"Are you a leg man?"

An Nuannuan suddenly spoke.

Xu Musen's body stiffened. Had his slightly peculiar fetish been discovered?

And how had she come to know the term "leg man"?

"Nuannuan, where did you learn that word…"

"My sister told me. She said some people like butts, some like chests… To be honest, what you have is quite normal.

I heard from my sister there are even perverts who like women's feet, called 'foot fetishists'."

Xu Musen subtly moved his hand back up, nodding his head as if in sudden realization, "I see, so there are such people, that's pretty twisted."

Seeing the girl's harmless expression, Xu Musen couldn't help but wonder if she was doing it on purpose?

Was she actually as shrewd as they come in most situations?

"By the way, it's almost Sunday. Do you still go out to sell flowers every evening?"

"If you don't confess, then I don't get to collect any flowers."

An Nuannuan voiced her regret.

"…"

Xu Musen: "Confessions need to be made to someone you truly like."

"So you don't like her anymore?"

An Nuannuan tilted her head, curious.

Xu Musen fell silent for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, "Actually, she's quite nice, but before, I viewed liking someone too naively; we both had issues."

An Nuannuan didn't know much about the affairs between men and women. She tilted her head, looking at Xu Musen: "What kind of person do you like now then?"

"Now…"

Xu Musen pondered, a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, "It's quite simple, really. A decent figure and face, so as not to shortchange the kids and affect the next generation.

Being rich or not isn't important, but she mustn't be too clever or scheming; someone who can listen to me more often…"

As he spoke, Xu Musen suddenly paused, locking eyes with those clear yet foolish eyes.

Hmm, probably about one meter sixty-eight in height, the pale face behind her hair carried a natural beauty.

And the figure... was truly impressive.

Most importantly, she seemed very easy to fool!

What should he do? Maybe he should just fool her…

"Xu Musen."

"Hmm?"

"Your eyes are kind of creepy…"

"…"

Okay, maybe think it over some more.