It would be a lie to say that Wen Mo didn't want to watch; in fact, he did want to watch it a little bit, especially when he saw Xia Lian's bewildered and confused expression, which he found very amusing.
"I'll take my time when I get home."
"After you get home?" Xia Lian bit the straw, trying hard to suck the cloyingly sweet milk tea in the cup, chewing the tapioca pearls inside in small bites.
The sticky, chewy texture instantly enveloped her teeth, but her expression remained satisfied; Xia Lian loved drinking this sweet stuff.
"Yeah, what if we fail? Our clothes will get wet." Wen Mo explained casually, while his slightly threatening gaze swept around, glancing at the men around him with a hint of coldness, shielding Xia Lian behind him.
Cute girls with single ponytails are very popular, especially those who look adorably goofy.
While the two were out shopping, Wenmo noticed that many boys were attracted to his girlfriend, especially her adorable, blissful expression as she sipped her milk tea, which melted the hearts of almost all the boys around them.
Although I really wanted to proudly hold her hand and shout, "My girlfriend is just so adorable!", I decided against it because there were too many people around.
“Let’s go home and look at it slowly, carefully, and closely with the lights on,” Wen Mo said slowly, his tone carrying a hint of wickedness.
Of course, this was just to tease the child; Wenmer wasn't that desperate.
"Show it to Wenmo when you get home."
Xia Lian nodded seriously, seemingly taking what she had just said to heart. While Wen Mo turned his head away, she secretly puffed out her chest, but unfortunately, she didn't get much feedback and it remained unremarkable.
She lowered her head in disappointment.
However, Wen Mo had already noticed Xia Lian's disappointed look, which was one of the reasons why he didn't want her to participate in the milk tea challenge.
Because it's obvious that it will fail at a glance, there's no need to even try.
Wenmo didn't mean any discrimination. If Lianbao really wanted to try it, he would just play along with her. There was no harm in it anyway.
...
What should I do?
After returning home, Xia Lian changed into her pajamas. The thin clothes seemed to reveal the outline of her figure. She tried to puff out her chest, but it was no use. Holding the empty bubble tea cup, she looked somewhat helpless.
This isn't about whether it's possible or not; it's about not even having the chance to begin the challenge.
"...Maybe we shouldn't try it." Wen Mo really didn't dare to laugh out loud, because the girl looked a little too cute right now, knowing full well that she couldn't do it but still trying anyway.
After thinking for a long time, Xia Lian seemed to have come up with a solution. She leaned back a few feet and used the only bulge in her chest to support the empty milk tea cup.
"Wow! That's impressive."
Wen Mo applauded enthusiastically from the side, his praise evident in his expression.
The process was difficult, but she still managed to do it. Although there was an element of opportunism involved, she did ask to see it herself. But when she actually saw it, the scene was inexplicably hilarious.
Hearing the praise, Xia Lian paused for a few seconds, then put her hands on her hips, raised her head with a hint of pride, and narrowed her eyes slightly.
The cup fell to the ground with a crash the next second.
"Smack..."
Seemingly due to regaining its balance, the milk tea cup quickly fell over. Fortunately, it didn't contain any milk tea. To be on the safe side, Wenmo only filled it with a little tap water.
"ah……"
There were always many water droplets on the cup wall, and Wen Mo then noticed that Xia Lian's clothes on her chest were already wet. After the cup fell to the ground, her socks were also soaked.
Xia Lian was wearing very thin loungewear today. After getting wet, the view underneath was almost faintly visible, with the beautiful sky-blue color adorning her chest.
cute.
"I'll go tidy up. You change your socks and clothes." Wen Mo was already quite used to it and handled these kinds of small situations with ease.
"Wen Mo, aren't you going to look?" Xia Lian tilted her head slightly in confusion, reached out and pinched her bra strap, pulling it out a little.
"...Why do you think I would watch?"
"Because Wen Mo said to look carefully, look slowly, and look after turning on the light." Xia Lian recalled what he said at noon, nodded seriously, but there was no disgust on her face.
"Right now, I'd prefer you change your clothes, and then I can look at them slowly, okay?" Wen Mo forced a smile, his tone like he was coaxing a child.
"oh."
A slightly embarrassing atmosphere surrounded the two of them, but Xia Lian was a pure and innocent type and didn't notice the ambiguous atmosphere. On the contrary, she was happy that Wen Mo was looking at her properly.
The soaking wet socks were gently removed, revealing a pair of fair little feet with bright red soles. Xia Lian thought for a moment, then handed the socks to Wen Mo.
"for you."
"Thank you, but not now."
"Oh." Xia Lian put away her socks and walked lightly back to her room to change her clothes.
Only after she entered the room did Wen Mo breathe a sigh of relief, crouching down to suppress the pounding in his heart, his eyes slightly unsteady.
The two are getting closer and closer, so close that Xia Lian has almost lost her sense of shame. She only thinks that Wen Mo is her boyfriend, so she can do whatever she wants and wants to stick to Wen Mo.
However, the only advantage of this is that no matter how much you tease her, she won't dislike you. On the contrary, she always looks very happy.
And... to be honest, although it's a bit small, with a little effort it's still a little bit bigger.
Just as Wen Mo was squatting on the ground pondering, a pair of fair thighs were exposed in front of him. Looking up, he saw Xia Lian's strange expression.
"What's Wenmo doing here?"
Seemingly finding changing into new clothes too troublesome, Xia Lian simply put on her nightgown. The light, flowing skirt swayed gently with her movements, looking inexplicably adorable.
"Xiao Lian's skirt is showing." Wen Mo said casually, then sat back on the sofa and crossed his legs, his gaze just enough to catch a glimpse under Xia Lian's skirt.
I think I bought a nightgown that was a bit too short. I was only focused on comfort, and I didn't expect that a casual movement would result in a wardrobe malfunction.
"Oh." Xia Lian nodded without any further reaction.
Since the other person is her boyfriend and lover, she can look at him freely. If she wants, she can even lift the lid and let Wenmo see as much as she wants.
This was the conclusion Xia Lian had reached.
"I knew I shouldn't have let you play the milk tea challenge." Wen Mo gently stroked her head, pulled her onto his lap, and occasionally pinched her soft cheek.
"But I succeeded."
"Yes, you're very capable," Wen Mo praised sincerely.
Xia Lian suddenly raised her head and asked in confusion, "Wen Mo likes, the big one?"
No, I like you.
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