Chai Yi felt Mo Li gripping his clothes tightly, unwilling to let go. This man was being hypocritical, and he couldn't help but chuckle. "Alright, still sad? What's a man crying for?"
Mo Li: "..." How can this person be so clueless about romance!
An angry Mo Li pressed herself against his chest and slammed her head hard against Chai Yi's firm pectoral muscles.
Chai Yi groaned softly from the impact.
Mo Li immediately felt a little guilty upon hearing this. He had forgotten that Chai Yi had just returned from a competition with an injured face and likely many other injuries.
Wasn't he going a bit too far...? He didn't even notice.
"I'm... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Chai Yi: "..." Do you think I believe that?
"Alright, are you still upset? It's just that I came back a little late so I didn't scold you. You're crying like this. If your eyes are swollen tomorrow, everyone will think I bullied you."
Mo Li speechless by Chai Yi's words. He thought to himself that Chai Yi really deserved a beating, and he'd better keep his mouth shut.
I'll let it go today since I brought him chicken feet when he came back.
"I don't feel uncomfortable anymore," but Chai Yi's body was so warm, and the air conditioning was a bit cold. Mo Li was reluctant to let go, but it was definitely not because she wanted to hug him.
There was also the faint scent of laundry detergent on Chai Yi, which smelled strangely pleasant.
Mo Li felt that most of her friends used high-end perfumes, which was a stark contrast to Chai Yi.
Chai Yi seems to have a lot of masculine qualities.
Unlike Wang Xinyang's warm and cheerful nature, Chai Yi was like a big wolfhound, sometimes fierce, but sometimes she would even gently touch him with her paw to coax him...
Then, to Chai Yi's surprise Mo Li said something completely unexpected, " Chai Yi, I won't scold you anymore, but please don't go out to work, okay?"
Chai Yi: "..." Is this guy crazy? Is he running a fever?
He quickly reached out and pulled the person away a little, then used the back of his hand to check the temperature of the forehead. It was a little hot, but not to the point of having a fever.
Mo Li: "..."
Chai Yi: "Are you alright? I find it hard to believe you're saying this. I can't even guarantee I won't upset you in the future, and besides, there are only four weeks left."
"I'm serious, you talk too much nonsense. Also, you shouldn't go out to work; if you go out, no one will water the vegetables."
Chai Yi curled her purplish lips into a smile, unable to suppress a laugh, "You're really not just bored at home?"
Mo Li frowned; this person always saw through him. "No, never mind. Go ahead and go. Just don't make me go collect your corpse."
Upon hearing this, Chai Yi suddenly realized that Mo Li was a hypocrite, cursing him while simultaneously not wanting him to get into trouble. "Fine, I won't go. I'll stay home tomorrow. Anyway, 20,000 yuan is enough for my expenses."
Chai Yi has never been one to spend money much. On the contrary, when he had money, he would save it up to buy Mo Li very expensive birthday gifts, but he never gave them to her.
After breaking off relations with Mo Li, he never invited Mo Li his birthday party again.
Sometimes he felt pretty stupid. Why did he keep trying to get attention from Mo Li? Not only did he steal his top spot in the grade, but he also tried to steal his crush.
He couldn't quite understand his initial motivation for doing so.
When I was with Wang Xinyang, it felt like I had met a long-lost confidant. We got along very well, and we never crossed that line of ambiguity...
Looking back now, why was it that she couldn't bear to part with Wang Xinyang? Perhaps it was just habit, Chai Yi suddenly realized.