Chapter 62

☆, Chapter 74: Give a Heads-up

He Le looked at Jiji and Shentu Mo. Seeing they weren't speaking, she walked to Mu Wei’s side, bent over to cut the pastries on his plate into bite-sized pieces, and then gently helped him stir his milk tea.

Mu Wei had controlled his electric wheelchair down himself. She had previously thought it was too extravagant for their five-person apartment to have an elevator, but now it seemed worth the money. Besides, these people were certainly not short of money.

Vaguely feeling a gaze, He Le looked up and saw Jiji on the opposite sofa—staring at her neckline. She subconsciously lowered her eyes to look, then quickly stood up straight.

Jiji rubbed his nose, a bit regretful. The angle just now was just right; the plump, tender breasts were squeezed into an alluring deep cleavage due to her bending over, and her posture just now was perfect for...

A box of tissues suddenly appeared in front of him. Jiji followed the arm to look at Shentu Mo, who had a faint curve at the corner of his mouth. Shentu Mo glanced at him sideways, his eerie gaze nakedly telling him—I know what you’re thinking.

Jiji slapped the tissue box away in annoyance, only to find that his nose really seemed to be acting up—damn!

He Le was also stunned for a moment. She had only ever seen men get nosebleeds from being "stimulated" in comedy movies and anime, but she had never heard of it in reality!

"Ahem!" Mu Wei couldn't help but cough twice in laughter.

"Hey! I’m not—" Jiji said, hurriedly blocking his nostrils with tissues while explaining in a huff, "I’ve been eating too much nourishing food with that girl lately—"

He Le of course knew she didn't have the beauty to make a man spray nosebleeds. This climate was more prone to internal heat, and it was just too coincidental just now, which startled her. It was really... too coincidental. She actually wanted to laugh a little, so she held it in and left the living room to go to the kitchen for cold water and a wet towel.

"No need to explain, you really don't need to explain, I understand." Mu Wei laughed, "I can live the rest of my life on this joke."

"You! Better than you playing with women until you break your hands and feet!"

"...Being guarded and cared for by the woman I like every day, breaking my hands and feet wouldn't be bad."

"..."

"..."

With one sentence, the atmosphere between the three cooled down again. Just as Jiji wanted to say something, he was pushed by He Le, who came out of the kitchen, to lie on the sofa, tilting his head back.

Her soft little hands, dampened with cold water, patted his forehead and nose bridge. A refreshing coolness spread from his face. Jiji forgot what he originally wanted to say and just stared blankly at the woman who was focused on stopping his nosebleed above his head.

"Just lie down for a while, and see if it still bleeds later." He Le finally placed the wet towel on Jiji’s smooth, even forehead.

"...Lele." Mu Wei called out softly.

"Hmm?" He Le responded naturally. After being called "honey" countless times by him, she really couldn't adapt and had to ask him to change how he addressed her. Fortunately, he was willing to follow her lead.

Shentu Mo, who had always been calm, frowned suddenly upon hearing the two.

"I’ve marked the useful parts for you in that book by my bedside. Go take a look first; I have something to discuss with them." He still spoke in a soft, gentle voice.

"Okay." He Le turned to look at Shentu Mo and Jiji, "Do you two have any other instructions?"

The two didn't speak.

Seeing this, He Le bowed slightly and was about to turn and leave, but suddenly thought of something and looked back at Mu Wei, who was also looking at her.

"It’s okay, just compensate me later."

A blush flew across her face; she didn't like the compensation he wanted. Resigned, she walked over to kiss his cheek and then left at high speed. Behind her, a smile of success spread across Mu Wei’s face.

This was his achievement over the past few days. Although it was small, he was very satisfied.

The more he spent time with her, the clearer he became about how hard it was to win her heart. Beneath her gentle, water-like exterior lay a heart like a black hole, capable of resisting any temptation and ignoring many things that ordinary people flocked to. He even had a premonition that it might take him a lifetime to make her fall in love with him.

Take these few days, for example; he had already used many small tricks. For instance, the way he addressed her. Because it was a fake relationship, if he had called her "Lele" from the beginning, she would have been particularly sensitive and resistant to the change in address. As long as he called her, it would mean reminding her that they were just a fake couple. So at first, he deliberately called her extremely sweetly. When she wasn't used to it and bargained with him, he generously backed down. Then, when he called her "Lele" again, she wouldn't just not resist, she would even be grateful for his consideration—this was known as the "art of borrowing money," borrow eight hundred, ask for three thousand.

And the so-called "compensation." For this woman, tough tactics might get her submission, but could never make her truly yield. Her inner heart was strong enough to digest all coercion and harm. The result of threatening and inducing her would only be self-humiliation. So... he used equivalent exchange.

Teach her photography, and when she gained something and was slightly grateful to him, ask for a kiss. Praise her, praise her until she was too embarrassed to ask him to stop, and then continue to ask for a kiss. Seize every opportunity to exchange for a kiss, because constant kissing was always the fastest way to cultivate feelings!

"What are you doing?" Jiji took the wet towel off his forehead, sat up, and glared at Mu Wei, who was leisurely eating snacks, with his neat, beautiful eyebrows tightly furrowed.

"Nothing, just felt it might be necessary to give you a heads-up—this woman, I want her."

Author's Note:

Next update coming right up~~~ Love you all~~~

☆, Chapter 75: Everyone Continue

"Yes, I’ve fallen for her." Mu Wei said with a smile, as if he were talking about something he was very proud of.

"..." In an instant, Jiji felt as if he didn't know the man in front of him at all. A womanizing maniac known as "Dandelion" actually smiled and said to him, "I’ve fallen for her"! How was this different from a tiger smiling and saying, "I’ll be a vegetarian from now on"? Fine, even if he had fallen, why that woman! "Are you sure?"

"Yes, very sure."

"You... fell in love with her?" Jiji spat out the word "love" with great difficulty. You know, for playboys like him and Mu Wei, having played with women for so many years, they had long since stopped believing in things like "love." So-called "love" was just an illusion induced by pheromones, and the ultimate goal of pheromones was to urge men and women to reproduce through sex. As a result, Mu Wei actually—

Mu Wei thought for a moment and shook his head.