"If you're really scared and don't dare to sleep alone, you can come find me. Worst case, I'll just have to make a small sacrifice!" Xu Mo said with a smile, looking at the four women.
The speaker meant no harm, but the listeners took it to heart.
As a result, what was originally meant as a joke was actually taken seriously by the four women. They even started considering the feasibility of the idea...
It's worth noting that many people's fear of ghosts is almost ingrained in their DNA, especially for girls who are often afraid of the dark and ghosts.
According to superstition, the yang energy of males can intimidate ghosts, while females don't have this ability.
Because of their strong yin energy, not only can women not intimidate ghosts, but they're also more likely to attract them compared to men...
Thinking about it this way, they suddenly felt that Xu Mo's suggestion wasn't bad at all.
In the next second, the four women exchanged glances.
Then they said in unison: "Thank you for taking us in!"
Xu Mo: "???"
Judging by their expressions, Xu Mo felt that they didn't seem to be joking.
I was just kidding, but you're actually taking it seriously? One man and four women in the same room, this... how could I possibly... Xu Mo suddenly remembered some adult films he had watched with similar plots.
"You just got off work and haven't eaten yet, right? We haven't eaten either. How about we go to your place and cook dinner together?" Zhou Qiaoqiao quickly found an excuse, afraid that Xu Mo might change his mind and not want to take them in.
She had already decided that once she followed Xu Mo through the door, she wouldn't leave!
No matter what, she couldn't go back next door.
At Xu Mo's place, at least there would be some male yang energy. Even if there were ghosts, they wouldn't have to be so scared. It was certainly much better than the four of them staying next door.
"Alright," Xu Mo nodded with a smile. "I'm hungry anyway, but I don't have any groceries at my place. How are we going to cook?"
"There's food in the fridge next door, I'll go get it!" Li Jiaxin pointed to the neighboring villa.
Before Xu Mo could say anything else, she ran over without further ado to fetch some groceries.
...
Xu Mo sat on the living room sofa, scrolling through videos.
The four women were busy in the kitchen.
After about half an hour of bustling around, a table full of dishes was served.
"The food is ready, try it," the four women looked at Xu Mo with expectant expressions.
It had to be said that the table full of dishes did look quite appetizing.
The color and aroma were there, but the taste remained to be seen.
Xu Mo picked up his chopsticks and took a piece of braised pork.
"Delicious," Xu Mo said with a smile after tasting it. "Wow, I didn't know you had this skill."
He really hadn't expected Zhou Qiaoqiao and the others to know how to cook. It completely contradicted their decorative appearances.
And it was unexpectedly tasty too. Although not comparable to the chefs in starred restaurants, it was still much better than the average person's culinary skills.
"Of course," Zhou Qiaoqiao said with her hands on her hips, wearing an apron. "We've been learning from online tutorial videos for quite a few days."
"If you can let us stay long-term, we can cook for you every day! This way, you'll have a meal ready as soon as you get home. You won't need to order takeout or cook for yourself. How about that?" Li Jiaxin seized the opportunity to speak up.
Considering your culinary skills aren't bad, I'll reluctantly agree... Xu Mo nodded, "Alright, if you want to stay, you can live here."
"Hehe..." Seeing Xu Mo agree, all four of them smiled simultaneously.
Li Jiaxin, as if suddenly remembering something, spoke up.
"Just now when I went next door to get the groceries, I found it was indeed a bit eerie. You don't know, but as soon as I entered, I felt a cold gust of air hit me! I guess it must be because there are only us four girls in that building, so the yin energy is too strong!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhou Qiaoqiao nodded vigorously. "I also feel that Xu Mo's place is much better. When we were next door, it always felt chilly, especially in the rooms. It's much better here at Xu Mo's."
The more they talked, the more mysterious it sounded, as if it were real... Xu Mo put down his chopsticks. "Did you turn off the air conditioning when you left?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao was silent for two seconds, and to avoid embarrassment, she quickly changed the subject. "...Were you tired from work today?"
"It was okay, I slacked off for the whole afternoon, so not tired," Xu Mo said. "How about you guys?"
"I don't work, I trade stocks," Zhou Qiaoqiao answered.
An Youyi followed with, "I don't work either, I also trade stocks."
Yang Jingxuan and Li Jiaxin: "We're both learning to trade stocks from Qiaoqiao and Youyi."
Xu Mo suddenly remembered the sea of red stock charts and couldn't help but warn them, "I advise you to be careful. The stock market trend isn't good recently. It's estimated to keep falling for a long time. Trading stocks now will definitely lose money."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Qiaoqiao retorted.
"How could that be? I think judging from the recent trend, it should rise in the future."
"Yes, I think it will rise too," An Youyi also chimed in. "This is the experience I've gained from years of losing money in stocks. I've paid so much tuition in the stock market, and it wasn't for nothing. I have a certain understanding of the stock market. I analyze that in the coming month, we'll see a bull market where even fools can make money. Just buy with your eyes closed."
Unlike Zhou Qiaoqiao, An Youyi traded stocks purely to pass the time.
She initially started trading stocks mainly to find something to do, and she didn't mind losing money, considering it as paying tuition.
As she lost more and more money, paying more and more tuition, she gradually grasped some of the intricacies of stock trading and started to make money slowly.
Although not much, at least it was something.
In her view, the tuition she had paid was worth it!
Because she felt she had become a stock trading expert!
Your analysis is very good, please don't analyze anymore. Your analysis is completely off... Xu Mo thought to himself. The next month is not going to be a bull market at all. Entering the market now would lead to heavy losses. It's not an exaggeration to say you'll lose as much as you invest.
"Your tuition seems to have been wasted. It's best not to trade stocks for the next month, or you'll lose terribly."
"Really? It's been falling for so long, it should be bottoming out and rebounding. Now is a good opportunity to buy the dip and go all in," An Youyi didn't quite believe Xu Mo's words.
Seeing that she didn't believe him, Xu Mo didn't say much more, just shrugged and continued eating.
...
After dinner, it was just past seven o'clock, not yet time to sleep.
Xu Mo decided to sit on the sofa and watch some TV.
At this time, the four women who had just finished dinner decided to exercise a bit. They went next door to fetch their yoga mats, changed into yoga clothes, and spread out on the living room floor to do yoga.
The place where they were doing yoga was right between the sofa and the TV.
Xu Mo immediately lost interest in watching TV. Mainly because his mind was now full of... other thoughts.
TV and such, he couldn't focus on it at all!

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