Chapter 24 Escalating Temperatures "Who gave you permission to just casually lay your hands on men..."
Mu Tingyu looked up and saw his expression, then smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? I'm doing just fine now, don't worry about me."
She blinked: "Do I look healthy? Don't I have a good personality? I haven't gone astray, have I?"
"Hmm." Xing Ze felt a pang of tenderness in his heart and said in a hoarse voice, "He's just a bit too mischievous."
Mu Tingyu glared at him feigning anger: "Why are you such a spoilsport? You should be praising me at a time like this."
Xing Ze was charmed by her cuteness and couldn't help but smile slightly, whispering, "You're amazing."
Growing up in such a dependent environment, and breaking free from worldly constraints on one's own to live such an enviable life, is truly a remarkable achievement.
Mu Tingyu pursed her lips, and finally smiled happily.
"In short, there will definitely be more troubles in the future. My aunt's personality is such that she can't just cut ties with me like that."
She looked at Xing Ze earnestly: "But thank you. I was feeling depressed about this. I kept thinking, why is my life so unlucky? It's not enough that God called my parents back, he also had to push me into a corner."
Xing Ze's eyes felt a little sore.
"I couldn't figure it out, so I kept it to myself and kept following what I thought was the right direction until I didn't realize that I also had a threshold in my heart."
"I feel much better after talking about it." Mu Tingyu's eyes were bright, and her tone was sincere. "Thank you so much."
"No need to thank me."
Xing Ze suddenly spoke, as if he was suppressing some emotion, and finally said in a very low voice: "...If she calls again, I'll yell at her."
Mu Tingyu chuckled: "I've never heard you swear before. I'd love to see it for myself."
Xing Ze looked into her pure, unadulterated eyes, suppressed his own thoughts, and chuckled softly, "...You scared me to death."
While saying "Oh dear, I'm so scared," Mu Tingyu smiled and picked up the wine glass next to her, pouring the rest of the wine into her mouth.
The wine was fragrant and mellow. She held it in her mouth for a while before swallowing, and then licked her lips with lingering satisfaction.
Xing Ze leaned back next to her, his fingers gently stroking the rim of his wine glass, lost in thought.
Mu Tingyu placed the empty cup on the coffee table, propped her heavy head up with her hand, covered her burning eyes, and belatedly felt a little ashamed.
Sure enough, once you get drunk, you become more emotional. That night, I not only kept crying, but I also revealed all my secrets.
...That's so embarrassing.
She blamed it all on Xing Ze.
If only he weren't so perceptive and observant, he would have chosen to ignore it even if he had noticed.
She would just sleep it off, and the next day she would be the lively and energetic Mu Tingyu again.
That's how we've always gotten by.
But this feeling of being seen and cared for was something she had never experienced before, making her heart feel warm, comforted, and happy.
As she was thinking, she suddenly heard Xing Ze call her name.
She responded instinctively, then turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xing Ze turned his head to look at her, his gaze calm, and slowly spoke.
"What I want to tell you is that you can be yourself in front of me."
Mu Tingyu suddenly sensed what he was about to say and quickly called out, "Wait..."
"You can be unhappy, you can throw a tantrum, you can stay silent."
Xing Ze stared straight at her, his tone almost solemn, "Laugh when you want to laugh, don't laugh when you don't want to laugh, and cry loudly anytime, anywhere when you want to cry. No matter what kind of you you are, you can do it."
Most of his face was hidden in darkness, but that made his eyes all the more profound, as if they held a dormant volcano that he could not look away from.
“But there’s one thing you have to remember,” he said solemnly. “Never feel annoyed, never overthink things, and no matter what happens, you can tell me.”
"--I'm here."
Mu Tingyu stared at him blankly, her heart aching, and tears welled up in her eyes in the blink of an eye.
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Xing Ze had lost count of how many times he had wiped away her tears.
"Why are you crying again?"
"I'm so touched by you." Mu Tingyu's tears kept falling. "Why are you suddenly saying such sentimental things? I couldn't stop you..."
"I just said it," Xing Ze said with a helpless smile. "Are you made of water? You have so many tears?"
Mu Tingyu rubbed her eyes while complaining, "What you said is so corny, waah, I don't want to talk to an old person like you..."
Putting everything else aside, her speed in taking advantage of others is unparalleled.
Xing Ze glanced at her and pressed a tissue against her face: "Wipe it yourself."
Mu Tingyu: "Waaah, you men are all the same! You say nice things and then turn your backs on them. What's the difference between you and a scumbag...?"
Xing Ze: "......"
Mu Tingyu: "..."
Wait, why does this sound so strange?
Mu Tingyu looked up through teary eyes and met Xing Ze's face, which was very close to hers.
He kept wiping away her tears, so he got very close to her.
The two were almost touching, able to feel each other's body temperature, their breaths mingling, surrounded by a faint fragrance of osmanthus and fine wine.
Mu Tingyu felt steam rising from her head again, and some erotic thoughts began to peek out from all directions.
She awkwardly reached out and pushed him, saying, "You, you step back a little."
Xing Ze's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he obediently stepped aside, his words carrying a hidden meaning: "Female hooligan?"
When the keyword was triggered, the radar in Mu Tingyu's head instantly started beeping, and she reflexively began to maintain her persona.
"Yes, yes, stay away from me, or I can't guarantee I won't get handsy with you."
To enhance the realism, she tilted her nose and started rambling: "Back in my school days, I used to touch every chest and abs imaginable. My favorite guys were those 185cm tall, muscular hunks. Not the big, muscular type, just a little bit of muscle was ideal, broad shoulders and a narrow waist..."
As he spoke, Xing Ze's expression grew increasingly dark.
Her voice gradually faded, but she still managed to finish the last few words, her voice trembling: "...It feels so good to touch."
Xing Ze narrowed his eyes, his expression turning extremely dangerous.
Mu Tingyu subconsciously shrank into the corner, then added on a sudden inspiration, "But you should be no worse than them."
"Heh." Xing Ze sneered unmoved and reached out to grab her.
Before my hand could even touch her, I suddenly heard her scream.
Immediately afterwards, the girl lunged at him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"?"
Xing Ze was caught off guard and caught in her arms. His chin was hit hard by her shoulder, and he immediately hissed coldly.
She screamed, "Spider! Aa ...
The girl's soft body pressed against him.
He was originally sitting sideways to her, with one leg bent and placed to the side, and the other leg propped up. But now Mu Tingyu hurriedly crossed her leg and put it on his leg, constantly rubbing against him. He had no choice but to sit up straight, hooking one hand around her knee and using the other hand to protect her head from hitting the wall.
"Wait...where's the spider? Ouch, don't move!..."
Mu Tingyu wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, stretching her neck out as far as she could: "There! There! It's huge! Ahhhhhh it's so big, help!!"
Xing Ze followed her gaze and saw a white-browed huntsman spider, about the size of a palm, lying quietly on the ground near the foot of her coffee table, seemingly undisturbed.
This kind of spider is quite common in rural areas, and it's inevitable that some will appear in his house. You usually don't see them during the day, but they probably come out to move around now that the lights are off and it's dark.
He said helplessly, "It's okay, it doesn't bite."
"Something's wrong, something's wrong!" Mu Tingyu was terrified it would suddenly crawl over, so she frantically rubbed against him, practically sitting on Xing Ze's lap, urging him repeatedly, "Quick! Get it away!!!"
Xing Ze gasped, his voice hoarse: "Get down here!"
"No! No! Help!" Mu Tingyu sobbed and buried her head in his neck.
The girl's back was trembling slightly, and Xing Ze realized that she was really scared.
He frowned, patted her back gently, and said in a softer voice, "Get down first, how can I move if you're like this?"
Mu Tingyu paused for a moment, then finally sat up, even brushing her head against his cheek as she did so.
Unbeknownst to him, the man slowly climbed off him and shrank to another corner, his eyes warily fixed on the motionless spider.
Xing Ze almost gritted his teeth as he waited for her to completely leave his body before slowly inhaling and calming down.
He pointed at the culprit and warned in a hoarse voice, "Stay put and don't try to get on me all the time!"
Mu Tingyu squatted there, tilting her head back with a pitiful look in her eyes: "Okay, you can ask it to leave first."
Xing Ze sighed helplessly, stood up, and used his toes to shoo the well-behaved spider downstairs.
Only after confirming that it had gone down to the first floor did I go back up.
Looking up, he saw Mu Tingyu sitting peacefully on his straw mat, holding his wine cup, and taking a sip with her eyes half-closed.
"......"
He was almost laughing in anger, and walked up to her with a stern face.
"You're back?" Mu Tingyu looked up at him with a smile, patting the straw mat beside her: "Sit down!"
Xing Ze was so angry he wanted to bite her, but he couldn't do anything about her cute face. He could only squat down and pinch her cheek: "Who gave you permission to drink my wine?"
"Don't be so stingy!" Mu Tingyu had completely let loose and didn't care about her already threatened appearance. She reached out to grab Xing Ze's face, but he dodged her.
"You're getting bolder and bolder, aren't you?" Xing Ze grabbed both of her hands, easily holding both of her slender wrists with one hand, and applied a little force.
The girl in front of him instantly became docile, showing a pitiful expression: "Be gentle, please."
Xing Ze: "......"
He tapped his back teeth together, still holding her tightly, and asked, "Why are you so afraid of spiders?"
Mu Tingyu's wrist was restrained and she couldn't move, so she could only hold up two fingers to compare the size: "This spider is so big, isn't it normal to be scared!"
Xing Ze recalled how she had jumped up and trembled with fear just moments before, and continued to stare at her without saying a word.
Mu Tingyu's eyelashes trembled, and she finally answered obediently, "Okay, because... because I was scared before. My cousin is quite naughty and often catches spiders and puts them on me."
Xing Ze frowned: "Your cousin? How old is he?"
Mu Tingyu thought for a moment: "He's about six or seven years younger than me, and he's taking the college entrance exam this year."
"When did this happen?" Xing Ze's expression turned cold as he suppressed his anger and asked, "Were you often bullied by him?"
"How could that be!" Mu Tingyu stretched out her finger in an ingratiating manner, wanting to touch his furrowed brows. "I'm not some pitiful little thing to be slaughtered!"
"Why aren't you?" Xing Ze leaned back, preventing her from touching him. "You're crying so miserably."
"Alright, stop talking!" Mu Tingyu interrupted him, "You've already embarrassed yourself enough, and you still keep going!"
Xing Ze scoffed, "Still thinking about embarrassing yourself..."
"I can't say this, okay."
He raised his hand and pulled her hands up, looking at the girl who was almost restrained but still completely defenseless, his dark eyes narrowed.
"Then let's talk about something else."
"For example, how did you manage to touch every chest and abdominal muscle in the world?"
"--as well as,"
Xing Ze approached her, his tone dangerous.
"Who gave you permission to sit on a man like that?"
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Author's Note: Listen to Treasure: Let me touch it (*' v`*)
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