This gentle gesture nearly caused Chi Musheng to bleed to death. He hurriedly turned around, and blood dripped from his palm into the water.

Like a peony in full bloom in the water, it reveals the youthful vigor and excitement.

Tu Shan Ya Ya twitched her little nose, smelled a metallic scent, looked at the back of the figure in front of her, and asked anxiously.

"The smell of blood... Chi Musheng, what's wrong?"

The large areas of water dyed red further reflected her thoughts.

Chi Musheng must be injured.

"It's nothing, Miss, it's just dry weather," Chi Musheng comforted her.

He's just a little upset, but you're blushing like that. Instead of worrying about him, you should worry about what's wrong with yourself.

Tu Shan Ya Ya grabbed Chi Mu Sheng's wrist and asked.

"Are you kidding me? The weather is dry, why would I be bleeding?"

As expected, worry leads to confusion. This question made Chi Musheng realize that something was wrong. Tu Shan Ya Ya had also seen him with a nosebleed yesterday, and the other party was not so emotional, because not laughing was a good thing.

Besides, Tu Shan Ya Ya would care about him? What a joke! That tone is so similar, so similar to that of a certain black-hearted little fox.

Wait a minute, Chi Musheng suddenly remembered that Tu Shan Rongrong was once known as the Thousand-Faced Fox Demon because she could transform into the appearance of any person.

Therefore, the fox in front of us is not Tu Shan Ya Ya, but Tu Shan Rong Rong.

Maru, you've been tricked.

Chi Musheng immediately leaped out of the water and rushed into the bamboo house as fast as he could to change his clothes.

Tu Shan Ya Ya stood on the shore, soaking wet, with a resentful look in her eyes. "You were soaking properly, why did you pull up your pants and run away?"

"Chi Musheng, you still haven't told me why you're bleeding."

Chi Musheng smiled without saying a word, then quickly pinched Tu Shan Ya Ya's chubby little face with both hands and said fiercely.

"Oh, of course you have to ask that. What exactly is the purpose of that wicked little fox disguised as her sister to keep me company while I take a bath?"

What is this wicked little fox up to? He thinks Tu Shan Ya Ya is annoyed and has gone mad.

She blushed and went into the water to bathe with him; it turns out it was you all along.

"What black-hearted little fox? I, Lady Tu Shan Ya Ya, have no idea," Tu Shan Ya Ya explained.

Why was she discovered so quickly? Could there be some other unspeakable secret between the two of them?

But as long as she doesn't change back, this scoundrel has no evidence to say she's a fake.

"Keep pretending, I'll show you!" Chi Musheng pulled even harder, wanting to see how long this black-hearted little fox could endure.

"It hurts, Chi Musheng!" Tu Shan Ya Ya's tears streamed down her face. It really hurt, not fake. That bastard Chi Musheng was doing it on purpose.

Looking at the water droplets dripping onto his hand, and then at Tu Shan Ya Ya's tear-filled eyes, Chi Mu Sheng finally let go of her hand.

He felt so guilty, it made him seem like he was bullying a child.

"Alright, Miss, stop pretending. Your sister isn't as easy to talk to as you are. First of all, the first thing she did when she arrived was to make me cook, not actually come in and take a bath with me. Secondly, after just a couple of pinches I gave you, your second sister would have already beaten me up."

Chi Musheng pointed out all of Tu Shan Rongrong's flaws one by one.

If you keep pretending, you're trying to use your sister's appearance to have something happen between you and him.

"Lady Benya, this isn't fake. Do you want to get beaten up?"

Tu Shan Ya Ya, still unwilling to give up, continued, "What if Chi Mu Sheng is bluffing me?"

"It'll get boring if we keep acting like this. The Lady Ya Ya you're talking about won't care if I have a nosebleed, and she certainly won't care about me. If she actually saw it, her first reaction would be to clutch her stomach and laugh. Do you understand?"

Chi Musheng watched Tu Shan Rongrong's performance speechlessly, and really wanted to sing a song.

"I ignore what I should be doing to play along, and I'm forcing someone who loves you to put on an impromptu performance."

Tu Shan Ya Ya's figure changed, transforming back into the A-cup Tu Shan Rong Rong, but her eyes were full of disappointment, and she became humble.

"Chi Musheng, what exactly is your relationship with Sister Ya Ya? Do you have feelings for her?"

She really wanted to know. She couldn't control herself anymore. The old her would never have been so flustered by anyone, not even her sister.

Perhaps, when love comes, the bottom line will be lowered infinitely.

Chi Musheng gave a bitter smile.

"We're just friends, like you. Besides, I've never liked her."

What he feared most was that Tu Shan Rongrong would become like this. In love, the humble person is not necessarily the loser, but the person whose bottom line keeps getting lower and lower will definitely lose.

The moment she crossed the line, she had already lost to herself.

"real?"

Tu Shan Rongrong raised her head in confusion, a glimmer of hope gradually appearing in her eyes. What could she do if Chi Musheng fell in love with Sister Ya Ya? It seemed there was nothing she could do.

What kind of relationship does she have with her sister when they try to steal a man? Is she the younger sister, or someone who isn't even an ex?

"Really? But Miss, didn't we already say we'd be friends? What are you doing here today?"

Chi Musheng only wanted to break off Tu Shan Rongrong's entanglement as soon as possible.

He didn't want to continue hurting this heartless little fox, but the fox kept wading into the swamp and wouldn't come out no matter how deep it got.

Tu Shan Rongrong fell silent. Yes, she had agreed to be friends with Chi Musheng, but what had she been doing today?

But do you want her to say it herself, or give up?

No, she couldn't do it, and she couldn't bring herself to say it.

Perhaps if they have a child, Chi Musheng will change his mind?

Thinking of this, a hint of desire flashed in Tu Shan Rongrong's eyes. A forced melon is never sweet, but it's better to have the melon in your own hands than to have it eaten by someone else.

"Chi Musheng, do you prefer a boy or a girl?"

"Huh, Miss Third, what did you say?"

Chi Musheng thought he had misheard, so he immediately asked again.

This wicked little fox won't reveal the truth; perhaps it's a case of friends needing children to maintain their relationship.

"If you absolutely can't do it yourself, Rongrong will definitely help you."

After saying that, Tu Shan Rongrong placed her hand on her shoulder and gently pulled open a corner, preparing to untie her outer skirt.

"Third Miss, please have some self-respect."

Chi Musheng panicked and tried to stop him.

Everyone's just saying it for fun, but you're serious!

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