Sister Xiao Wu Was Just Too Tired Yesterday

The next day, Su Mo woke before dawn.

The cold hadn't woken him.

Mostly, it was because he felt something wet landing on his face.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Xiao Wu's face.

At that moment, Xiao Wu was hugging him tightly.

He was lying down, and Xiao Wu was lying on top of him.

Her pretty face was pressed directly against his.

He could only open one eye to look at the little face turned sideways and squashed against his own.

He felt certain she had left an imprint on his face.

Xiao Wu was fast asleep, drool trickling from her mouth.

Su Mo finally understood why he'd felt something wet dripping onto his face.

Needless to say, it was Xiao Wu's drool.

If Xiao Wu hadn't been drooling, Su Mo thought this might have been a rather pleasant experience.

He could feel the softness pressing against his chest, along with her long, lovely legs wrapped around him.

It actually felt pretty nice.

Except her drool was running all over his face.

He gave Xiao Wu a push, his face full of disgust.

"Xiao Wu, can you get off me?"

Unfortunately, Xiao Wu didn't respond.

Helpless, Su Mo pushed her again.

"Don't... stop it. Let me sleep a little longer," Xiao Wu mumbled.

Then she rolled over and nearly fell off the bed.

Luckily, Su Mo reached out in time and caught her around the waist.

Her slender waist fit neatly in his grasp, soft and pleasantly fleshy to the touch.

Su Mo gave it an instinctive squeeze.

Xiao Wu's hand reflexively swatted at him.

"Stop that."

With no other choice, Su Mo picked her up and laid her on the bed.

He stood up, wiped the drool off his face, and stretched.

His gaze fell on Tang San's bed.

He discovered that Tang San had already gotten up at some point.

He glanced outside again. It was still dark.

Su Mo shook his head and sighed. "Little Scumbag really does work hard."

He glanced at the soundly sleeping Xiao Wu, smiled, then crawled back under the covers.

He went back to enjoying the fragrant, soft bedding.

Morning came.

When Xiao Wu got up, she discovered that Su Mo was already gone.

Not far away, Tang San was wiping down his hidden weapons.

Of course, if Tang San hadn't kept glancing at her from time to time...

That would have been even better.

Xiao Wu ignored Tang San.

She got up and washed.

Just then, Su Mo returned with two steamed buns.

He handed the buns to Xiao Wu.

"Breakfast."

Xiao Wu took the buns without ceremony and started eating.

"Su Mo, why didn't you wake me up?"

The corner of Su Mo's mouth twitched. Hadn't he tried?

He just hadn't managed to wake her, all right?

Xiao Wu slept like a dead pig. There was no waking her.

She was clearly a hundred-thousand-year-old Soul Beast, so why was her guard so low?

This was the human world, after all.

"Take a guess. Did I call you or not?" Su Mo asked.

Xiao Wu stared at his face with her big eyes and asked hesitantly, "You did?"

Su Mo nodded. "I did, and more than once."

Xiao Wu's ears reddened slightly. Planting her hands on her hips, she declared with complete confidence, "Sister Xiao Wu was just too tired yesterday."

Then she asked cautiously, "By the way, I didn't do anything in my sleep, did I?"

She was afraid Su Mo had seen her looking embarrassing in her sleep.

As the boss of Dorm Seven, how could she allow that?

If someone saw her tossing around and making a fool of herself in her sleep, wouldn't Sister Xiao Wu's authority take a hit?

"Um... you drool in your sleep." Su Mo hesitated, but said it anyway.

Xiao Wu instantly blushed and glared at Su Mo. "Don't tell anyone, understand?"

"If you dare tell anyone, Sister Xiao Wu won't let you off."

Su Mo stuffed a bun straight into Xiao Wu's mouth. "Just eat. We have class afterward."

Beside them, Tang San was wiping a throwing needle, his fingers unconsciously tightening.

Suddenly, he looked down and discovered that the needle had somehow bent.

"Tang San, come on. Time for class," Wang Sheng called.

"Go ahead without me," Tang San said flatly.

Wang Sheng curled his lip. He found Tang San incredibly unsociable.

If he could beat him in a fight, he would have gone over and taught him a lesson long ago.

"Sister Xiao Wu, Brother Su Mo, let's go."

Su Mo and Xiao Wu got ready and headed to the classroom.

Su Mo barely listened to the lessons that morning.

He could feel that his second coin was already seventy or eighty percent formed. It should be ready in a few more days.

"Hey, Su Mo, why are you spacing out?" Xiao Wu poked his waist with a slender, fair finger.

Su Mo quietly summoned his Gacha Machine Martial Soul.

"See that faint image on it?"

Xiao Wu looked closely. There was indeed a blurry image. Puzzled, she asked, "I see it. What about it?"

"That's a Gacha Coin," Su Mo said. "I think it'll finish forming in a few days."

Xiao Wu jumped up excitedly. "Really?!"

But she suddenly realized everyone in the class was staring at her.

The teacher at the front was looking at her too.

Xiao Wu's face instantly reddened. She quickly sat down and lowered her head, not daring to look at the teacher.

Her delicate hand, however, gave Su Mo's waist a twist.

"Hiss!" Su Mo sucked in a sharp breath from the pain.

At the front, the teacher said sternly, "During class, I don't care what little tricks you're getting up to down there."

"Whether you want to learn is your business, but you mustn't disturb the students who do!"

Su Mo fought back a smile and gave her a look that said it had nothing to do with him.

Xiao Wu kept her little head lowered while turning to glare at Su Mo, as if saying it was all his fault.

Behind them, Tang San silently watched everything.

His fist clenched so tightly that he snapped the pen in his hand.

Su Mo again. What was so great about him? Why did Xiao Wu cling to him every day?

"Su Mo, once the Gacha Coin is ready, can you let me do the draw?" Xiao Wu lowered her head, leaned toward Su Mo, and whispered.

"Of course, if other people can use it." Su Mo didn't refuse.

He actually wanted to test whether other people could use the gacha machine too.

Xiao Wu had given him the perfect opportunity.

A few days later.

That morning, Tang San left the academy.

He went with his teacher, Yu Xiaogang, to the Soul Hunting Forest to hunt for his first Soul Ring.

Su Mo stood at the entrance, watching Tang San's retreating figure.

He pondered silently.

Xiao Wu slapped him straight on the back of the head.

"Hey, what are you looking at? Sister Xiao Wu's been talking to you, and you haven't even reacted."

Xiao Wu followed Su Mo's gaze with her big eyes and blinked.

"What's so interesting about Tang San and Yu Xiaogang that you're staring like that?"

Su Mo knocked Xiao Wu's hand away before saying, "I was wondering whether I should go hunt for a Soul Ring too."

His Soul Power had barely increased since he drew the Eye of Thunder.

He had almost reached a bottleneck.

Without killing a Soul Beast to obtain his first Soul Ring, he would remain stuck at level ten.

But he was broke. He couldn't afford to hire a Soul Master for the hunt.

"Su Mo, do you Soul Masters have to hunt for Soul Rings?" Xiao Wu asked after a moment of silence.

Su Mo stared at Xiao Wu with an odd expression. Of course he understood what she meant.

"What do you mean, 'you Soul Masters'? Aren't you one too?"

Xiao Wu immediately put on a serious expression. "You misheard me. I said 'we Soul Masters.'"

She felt a little panicked. Su Mo wouldn't start getting strange ideas, would he?

Impossible. Sister Xiao Wu was so clever, she could definitely bluff her way through this.

Yes, Su Mo was so stupid, he definitely wouldn't notice.

Besides, she'd hidden herself so well.

Su Mo looked at Xiao Wu's slightly flustered, pretty face with an enigmatic smile.

He found it rather funny.

"Xiao Wu, do you want to come with me to the Soul Hunting Forest to hunt for a Soul Ring?"

"If I remember correctly, you're level ten now too, right?"