Human Trafficking

Most of the time, Xia Muzhu presented a mature, reliable, gentle, and considerate side.

This stemmed from her life experiences.

After all, she had acted as both an older sister and a mother to that little thing, Xia Yueshan, since childhood.

It was perfectly normal for her to become more mature than her peers.

However, occasionally, she would also reveal her rare girlish feelings.

Just like right now.

In front of the sapphire necklace that Lin Yu had produced using a little magic trick.

Xia Muzhu was like a lovestruck young girl who had yet to enter society, her eyes reflecting the candlelight filled with joy and adoration.

"This..."

"How did you do that?"

Xia Muzhu's azure eyes sparkled as she couldn't help but ask curiously.

"That's a secret."

Lin Yu said mysteriously.

In fact, if the truth behind all magic tricks were revealed, they would give people a feeling of "is that all?".

So Lin Yu didn't plan to reveal his secret.

After all, he had spent several days learning it!

Lin Yu stood up, walked behind Xia Muzhu, and personally put the sapphire necklace around her neck.

Like a little girl who loved to show off, Xia Muzhu couldn't even wait for Lin Yu to return to his seat before she puffed out her chest, eagerly twisting her body to show him and asking:

"How is it?"

"Does it look good?"

Lin Yu stared straight at her, nodded heavily, and said solemnly:

"It looks good."

"I love looking at it."

"I'd love to look at it more!"

Lin Yu's words left Xia Muzhu a bit confused.

What did he mean by looking good, loving to look at it, and wanting to look at it more?

Why did it feel weird?

Having spent so much time with Lin Yu, Xia Muzhu was no longer the flawless, milky-white, fragrant, and soft big cake she used to be.

She was now a sponge cake!

After a moment of thought, she understood what Lin Yu meant.

However, she didn't get angry. Instead, with a hint of bashfulness and a trace of reproach, she cast a flirtatious sideways glance at Lin Yu.

Lin Yu returned a bright smile.

At this, even the tiny bit of reproach left in Xia Muzhu's eyes turned into affection.

She really couldn't do anything about him.

As for Lin Yu, he wasn't some kind of pervert...

...

Fine.

He was!

So what?

Even though he had seen Xia Muzhu completely bare who knows how many hundreds or thousands of times.

Lin Yu still couldn't shake off his inability to keep his hands off her.

To be honest.

Aside from someone like Xia Muzhu, who unfailingly did yoga, exercised, and maintained her figure every single night.

Where else could you find an existence that seemed to somewhat defy physics?

Moreover, there was a saying that Lin Yu felt was very true.

A mountain hidden in the clouds and mist will always arouse a traveler's curiosity and yearning more than a mountain in plain sight!

Since they had made a reservation in advance, the food and drinks were served very quickly.

Lin Yu didn't know much about red wine, so he had arranged with the waiter beforehand to serve the red wine with the highest alcohol content for their table!

The dishes were also served in a steak and meat style that paired well with the wine.

He had also given him a hundred yuan as a tip.

Looking at it now.

The guy really got things done when paid!

Before she knew it, Xia Muzhu had already drank half of a crystal-clear glass of red wine.

Even relying only on the not-so-bright candlelight, Lin Yu could see the obvious flush of intoxication appearing on her milky-white skin.

And her demeanor already carried a bit of the languor that only comes with mild intoxication.

As she ate, she seemed unable to bear the heat and tugged at the collar of her turtleneck sweater.

Seeing her like this, Lin Yu quickly took a small sip of red wine to hide the corners of his mouth that he could barely keep down.

It felt like tonight's plan was already half successful!

After finishing the candlelight dinner, Lin Yu and Xia Muzhu left the restaurant.

Since both of them had been drinking, naturally neither could drive.

Xia Muzhu took out her phone, wanting to call a designated driver.

Lin Yu, who was beside her, quickly reached out to stop her.

Facing Xia Muzhu's confused gaze, Lin Yu smiled and suggested:

"It's not even seven o'clock yet, it's a bit too early to go home."

"Let's find a place to hang out for a while?"

Xia Muzhu thought about it and felt he was right.

Besides, she felt her body was a bit hot right now, and she wanted to stay out in the cool air for a while longer.

Anyway, with Lin Yu by her side, she didn't have to worry about safety.

"Then where are we going to hang out?"

Xia Muzhu asked curiously.

"Have you ever been to a music bar?"

Lin Yu took out his phone to check the time, then looked up at Xia Muzhu and asked.

"A music bar?"

It was clearly Xia Muzhu's first time hearing about such a place, and she shook her head adorably, saying:

"I've never been."

"Is it a bar?"

"If it's a bar, I won't go."

"It's too noisy there."

Xia Muzhu still remembered during her college days, under the instigation of her roommates, she followed them to a bar.

At that time, even before entering the door, Xia Muzhu was already a bit scared.

After all, the sound waves coming from inside were a bit too frantic.

Once she entered the bar's doors, Xia Muzhu turned around and slipped away.

It wasn't that she saw any of the chaotic scenes people often talked about in bars, but rather she felt like she was going to turn into a Little Deaf Girl (Xiaolongnü)!

It was simply way, way, way, way, way too noisy inside!

If you wanted to talk to someone there, you had to shout even if you were right next to their ear!

Xia Muzhu, who had always preferred quietness, really couldn't stand the music inside that seemed to vibrate her chest. She simply made a hand gesture to greet her roommates and scurried back to school.

"It's a music bar."

"It's not noisy."

Lin Yu patiently explained:

"They usually have resident singers there."

"They sing little love songs or some relatively gentle music."

"It's not noisy at all."

"We can go there to listen to some songs, drink some juice, and relax."

Hearing this, Xia Muzhu nodded. If that was the case, she was quite interested.

"So, do you want to go?"

Lin Yu asked softly.

Xia Muzhu nodded; with a slight tipsiness, she looked somewhat cute.

She reached her hand through Lin Yu's arm, hugged his arm to her chest, and then leaned her whole body against his arm. Resting her head gently on Lin Yu's shoulder, she said with a tone of charming naivety:

"I'll follow you wherever you go."

With an uncontrollable curve at the corners of his mouth, Lin Yu smiled and asked:

"You trust me that much?"

Rather than nodding, Xia Muzhu rubbed her head against Lin Yu's shoulder and softly let out a nasal sound.

"Mhm."

...

Thanks to the pure white snow covering the ground, the incandescent light scattering from above became even brighter.

The cold wind blew low past them.

It swept up a patch of crystal snow dust like fine sand, lightly hitting people's thick trouser legs and calves.

Xia Muzhu and Lin Yu followed the path of the streetlights, stepping on the snow, leaning against each other as they walked forward, their flirting voices drifting along with the wind...

...

"You actually trust me that much?"

"Then I'll secretly sell you off later!"

"To get money to buy candy!"

"No!"

"You can't sell me!"

"I like you!"

"You're not willing?"

"Alright then."

"Then you can just sell me later."

"And use the money to buy some candy."

"Mhm~"

"No."

"I like you."

"I want you to stay by my side forever."

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