After holding her breath for a long time, An Xiaowei finally stretched out a slender hand from under the table.
The computer screen still displayed the message Ning Moqing had sent her.
"Bottle opener? What bottle opener? I don’t drink," An Xiaowei typed back in a flurry.
Ning Moqing: …
"Then you can choose orange juice. But, have you thought about my question?"
Ning Moqing clearly wasn’t fooled by An Xiaowei’s deflection.
While An Xiaowei was still racking her brain for a way to dodge Ning Moqing’s question, another message popped up.
"Let’s talk in person. I’ll wait for you at the café. Or, I can pick you up if you prefer."
Below the message was a location pin sent by Ning Moqing.
"Can I choose not to go?" An Xiaowei resisted inwardly.
She was a guy. What happened yesterday was already beyond her expectations, and she still couldn’t wrap her head around the fact that she’d been… well, with a girl.
"I can come get you."
An Xiaowei: …
"Fine, I’ll go."
Taking a deep breath, An Xiaowei resigned herself—no matter what, she had to face this.
She even touched up her makeup before leaving. At the café entrance, she bought a pack of gum from a convenience store, chewing it nonchalantly as she walked in.
Ning Moqing, as usual, was dressed in a smoky green floral dress, sitting in a corner of the café. Her fingers tapped lightly on the keyboard of a pastel pink laptop that looked slightly out of place in her hands.
"One cappuccino, no sugar. Oh, and these two cakes as well."
After paying, An Xiaowei stuffed her hands into her pockets and sauntered over to Ning Moqing with an air of indifference.
Ning Moqing had spotted her from afar but almost didn’t recognize her.
"What’s with this getup?" Ning Moqing frowned as An Xiaowei took a seat.
"Rebellious, free-spirited, bad girl persona," An Xiaowei replied, crossing her legs and flashing a pair of peach-pink-shadowed eyes that gave her a striking allure.
Ning Moqing: …
Xu Ya definitely needed a beating.
"What kind of nonsense has Xu Ya been teaching you?" Ning Moqing closed her laptop and fixed her gaze on An Xiaowei.
An Xiaowei avoided eye contact, blowing small bubbles with her gum instead.
"Do you prefer dinner, movies, or amusement parks?" Ning Moqing asked.
"I prefer sleeping," An Xiaowei quickly interjected.
Ning Moqing glanced at her crossed legs, leaned back against the booth, and chuckled softly.
"You’re really going to mess with me, huh?"
An Xiaowei looked up, her big eyes brimming with innocence and cluelessness.
She was just a poor, adorable little Shih Tzu.
What bad intentions could she possibly have?
"I think feelings can develop. For us, it wouldn’t be difficult." Ning Moqing pulled two sheets of paper from a stack of documents and slid them toward An Xiaowei.
An Xiaowei’s eyebrow twitched as she skimmed the contents.
A Relationship Schedule?!
What kind of nonsense was this? It even planned out their daily meals.
Was Ning Moqing… serious about this?
"Or, if you’d rather treat what happened as a one-time thing, I can accept that too."
An Xiaowei fell silent for a long moment.
Then, something suddenly occurred to her.
"Didn’t you say you liked guys?" She looked up at Ning Moqing.
She was starting to suspect she’d been tricked.
"Girls… aren’t off the table either," Ning Moqing said flatly.
An Xiaowei instinctively covered her chest. When she noticed Ning Moqing’s gaze growing peculiar, she coughed lightly and dropped her hands.
"What happened before was an accident," An Xiaowei offered weakly.
Ning Moqing raised an eyebrow.
"Did I say it wasn’t?"
An Xiaowei choked.
Great. She’d met her match. Now the question was whether she could unleash her ultimate move and take Ning Moqing down.
"Can I just say I don’t mind any of this?" An Xiaowei wiped her mouth clean of gum, then leaned forward across the table.
"I really don’t mind."
Ning Moqing retrieved the two sheets of paper.
"Okay. I understand."
A giant question mark popped up over An Xiaowei’s head. What did she understand?
"You haven’t eaten yet, right?" Ning Moqing said.
An Xiaowei nodded reflexively.
Yeah, yeah, sure.
"I’ll take you to dinner first. We’ll talk about the rest later." Ning Moqing checked nearby restaurants on her phone—the area had plenty of good options.
Of course, An Xiaowei couldn’t actually be with Ning Moqing. She didn’t dislike her, but "like" was a stretch.
Besides, she was just a passerby in this world. How could she possibly stay with Ning Moqing forever?
Ning Moqing picked up her laptop and led An Xiaowei out of the café.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Noodles. I’m easy to please," An Xiaowei declared, stretching lazily.
Ning Moqing turned to look at her.
"Are you saying you want me to take care of you?"
An Xiaowei: …
Maybe she should just seal her mouth shut. Why did she keep spouting nonsense?
"That’s not what I meant! I just meant I’m not picky about food."
"So, easy to raise," Ning Moqing concluded.
An Xiaowei decided it was better if Ning Moqing just stopped talking.
"Easy to raise" referred to having wide hips—not her…
Never mind. She swallowed the thought.
Ning Moqing did take her for noodles—but at a high-end private kitchen. The dishes were delicate and tiny, and the prices nearly made An Xiaowei’s eyes pop out of her head.
Then she remembered she was technically rich now and immediately straightened her back, brimming with confidence.
But then Ning Moqing glanced over, her gaze lingering on An Xiaowei’s chest.
An Xiaowei hurriedly covered herself.
"What are you doing?" She glared—Ning Moqing was clearly the real villain here.
Ning Moqing paused. Wasn’t An Xiaowei the one drawing attention there?
"The chicken wings here are good. Try them."
She ignored the question and placed a few wings on An Xiaowei’s plate.
The meal was painfully awkward. To avoid further mishaps, An Xiaowei buried her face in her bowl like a hamster, barely tasting anything.
By the time they left the restaurant, An Xiaowei wanted to hang herself with a pink ribbon.
Being around Ning Moqing was just too much.
"Should I take you home?" Ning Moqing asked, watching An Xiaowei shiver in the cold with her arms wrapped around herself. After a moment’s thought, she took off her coat.
"Give me your arm."
An Xiaowei looked up.
"I’ll help you put it on. Otherwise, you might catch a cold on the way back," Ning Moqing said softly.
The reasoning was sound. An Xiaowei figured there was nothing weird about wearing another girl’s clothes, so she slipped it on without protest.
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
iving with nine beautiful women. [Ding! Welcome back to the Joyous Sect, Host…] Lin Yu: ??? I’m clearly in a shared rental, but you’re saying I’m in the Joyous Sect? Watering plants is now [Tending to Spiritual Flora]? Cooking becomes [Researching Elixirs]? Making the bed turns into [Setting Up Formations]? A gentle and innocent auntie, twin classmates, a mysterious hacker girl on leave, a severely socially anxious artist, an elementary school Chinese teacher, a community hospital nurse, a pet shop owner, an antique clock restorer… This system… is kinda interesting.
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
