Will the New House's Mistress Be Found Out If She Returns

Chen Qimeng: "!!!"

Bringing this up again so suddenly at this moment threw Chen Qimeng's heart into complete disarray.

She had completely misunderstood what Xiao Yu meant before, thinking he wanted to...

She thought since she didn't say anything at the time, she had managed to gloss over it.

Who would have thought.

He was still waiting for her answer later!

Chen Qimeng stammered:

"Xiao Yu, I... I was at that time..."

Lin Yu, having finally seized the opportunity, didn't want to let it slip away.

So.

He quickly pressed on, adding:

"Qimeng, from your hesitant tone, are you trying to find an excuse to brush me off?"

"Every time you've brushed me off before, you've used this exact tone."

Chen Qimeng panicked instantly and hurriedly explained:

"I, I have never brushed you off, Xiao Yu, really, I haven't!"

Some things really aren't suitable to say out loud, you know.

So in Xiao Yu's heart, that counted as brushing him off?

With that said.

Lin Yu took another step closer, wrapping his arm around Auntie Qimeng's waist:

"Really not brushing me off? I'm going to take you seriously then."

"Then tell me again, what were you thinking about in the yard?"

Chen Qimeng looked up at Lin Yu, then quickly lowered her head again.

Say it directly?

That's way too embarrassing!

Xiao Yu would definitely think she was too... that kind of person.

Lin Yu: "Not going to say it while looking into my eyes? So you really were planning to lie to me."

Chen Qimeng: "I really wasn't..."

As she spoke.

Chen Qimeng slowly raised her head, meeting Lin Yu's intense gaze.

"The new house finally welcomes its mistress."

"Qimeng, I've been waiting for this day!"

A kiss landed.

Leaving Chen Qimeng's mind completely blank.

The new house's first mistress was picked up by Lin Yu and carried towards the resting room.

Although the bedding wasn't fully prepared yet, given the atmosphere, they couldn't care about that now...

During.

Chen Qimeng wondered if she should remind Xiao Yu that everyone was still busy at home.

They couldn't linger here for too long.

But seeing Lin Yu's state, Chen Qimeng's mind lost the capacity to think about anything else.

These past few days, hadn't she also been spending her time in longing and yearning?

Occasionally in her dreams, she would even engage in repeated, passionate encounters with Xiao Yu in embarrassingly intimate places.

The passion in her dreams only deepened her attachment to Xiao Yu further.

On Xiao Yu's birthday, in the new house...

It really was a very memorable thing!

...

The rocking chair and beanbag chair in the restroom still had their plastic seals intact, never opened.

In this brand-new setting, Lin Yu personally tore off the plastic seal completely.

The pristine, soft... sofa was now fully exposed.

With the pressure of limited time.

It instead made them both feel a little less nervous and gentle.

...

10:00 AM.

Patting Auntie Qimeng's shoulder, Lin Yu stood at the front door and said:

"Really, there's no need to be so nervous. We only left for a little while. Maybe no one even noticed!"

"If someone did notice and asks you... just say what I told you to say. It'll be fine."

Lin Yu comforted Auntie Qimeng, not wanting her to keep panicking.

Originally, there really was nothing to worry about.

If Auntie Qimeng looked too "guilty," that might actually give them away.

But even though Lin Yu said this.

Chen Qimeng still covered her flushed, burning-hot face and worried:

"Xiao Yu, how does my complexion look now? Does it still look very red?"

"This area on my collarbone... won't it be seen? Has the mark really faded?"

"If we're taking everyone over tonight... should I sneak over this afternoon to tidy up again?"

"Going over just like this, won't there be a problem?"

The more Chen Qimeng spoke, the more she blamed herself, and the redder her face became.

If this continued, they really shouldn't go in.

If someone asked just a couple of questions later, she would definitely give herself away on the spot.

Lin Yu quickly held Chen Qimeng's shoulders and patiently explained once more:

"Qimeng, look at me..."

"Have I ever lied to you?"

"You're just blushing because you're too nervous."

"Go in confidently, chat with everyone for a bit, and you'll be fine in no time."

"What mark on your neck? Wasn't that just a mosquito bite?"

"With so many mosquitoes in summer, isn't it normal to get bitten?"

"We've already tidied up everything during the time we were out!"

"The sofa isn't made of paper. I guarantee there won't be any trace by tonight!"

Lin Yu was extremely patient in soothing her emotions.

He couldn't just seek momentary pleasure and forget to calm his partner's feelings of anxiety and insecurity afterwards.

Otherwise, next time.

Things wouldn't go so smoothly according to his wishes.

These were all objective lessons Lin Yu had learned over time.

Sure enough.

After Lin Yu's repeated reassurances, Chen Qimeng's mood settled considerably.

She had little confidence in herself, but she trusted Xiao Yu completely!

If Xiao Yu said it was fine, then it must be fine.

"Xiao Yu, junior! Sister Qimeng!"

"Why are you outside?"

"Is there something you need to do? I can help too."

A distinctive accent from outside interrupted their conversation.

Teacher Fang Xinran had arrived!

"Xinran, you're here. It's nothing, nothing, there's nothing we need help with."

"Xiao Yu, you chat with Xinran first. I'll go inside to help."

Seeing Fang Xinran arrive, Chen Qimeng proactively opened the outer door, leaving the scene to the two of them.

She then quickly went inside, not staying where she was.

Fang Xinran looked suspiciously at Chen Qimeng's retreating back and asked:

"Xiao Yu, junior, Sister Qimeng... what's wrong?"

"She looks like she's in a hurry? Is everything okay?"

Lin Yu gave a helpless, bitter smile.

It should be fine, right?

He just finished telling her not to be nervous, and the moment she sees someone coming, she gets nervous again.

"It's nothing. Auntie Qimeng was just talking to me about eating noodles for lunch."

"Xinran, you look so beautiful today. Everyone's inside, shall we go in?"

[Ding!]

[Masterful move. The Saint's heartfelt praise fills the Teleportation Array Attendant with joy!]

[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]

Hearing Lin Yu's words, Fang Xinran's lips curved into a smile.

Xinran...

Xiao Yu, junior, didn't add the word "senior."

After drinking together last time, the relationship between the two of them seemed to have taken a big step forward.

It was worth all the time she spent agonizing over her outfit choice before leaving the house.

It was all worth it!

Seeing Fang Xinran standing still, seemingly not planning to just go in like that.

So.

Lin Yu immediately changed his approach and tentatively asked:

"Xinran, how about I show you around the residential complex?"

"You haven't really had a good look at our complex, have you?"

"We could also go to the supermarket at the entrance and buy some things for everyone together."

...

(First update today. There will be an extra update tonight as well. The updates won't be few. I hope everyone can vote a few free "Powered by Love" for me. Thank you all!)

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