Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

Chapter 217 Tuomin Bar

There's no rush to buy a house.

Li Meiyu is still contacting the real estate agent.

That idiot Miyu, she insists on experiencing some kind of "couple's feeling," without spending any money, searching on her own, and who knows when she'll finally settle down about buying a house.

Let's just go to the lab.

Jiang Ling: [Okay.]

Shen Yue: [Youyou is here too.]

Jiang Ling: [Oh.]

For some reason, I have a feeling that this cunning, scheming little girl will take something she shouldn't in front of Youyou...

"Impossible, impossible..."

Jiang Ling shook her head: "If we really did that, Youyou would go crazy..."

"Shen Yue wouldn't do something like that... right?"

……

Arriving at the top-floor laboratory—still luxurious, still exuding the taste of power, still waiting for you to add a few more strokes, still waiting for your name to be on the honor roll, still accidentally stumbling into the imperial palace…

Shen Yue's purple ahoge swayed slightly, and dressed in a white lab coat, she did look somewhat like a scientific researcher.

Yan Youyou was helping out, organizing a stack of documents.

When she saw Jiang Ling, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but then, as if remembering something, it turned into an indescribable bitterness.

"Youyou, why do you look so gloomy?" Jiang Ling smiled and walked over, hugging her from behind.

If you had to describe Youyou in one word, it would be "slender"!

She doesn't have the soft, fleshy feel typical of loli-type figures like Miyu and Kexin; she's more like a miniature version of a cool, aloof older sister.

Especially her long, slender, and straight legs; looking across the entire Shilu, no one looks better in black stockings than her.

Jiang Ling lowered her gaze, thinking to herself, "Sure enough, she's wearing black tights and leather shoes again today."

"I've probably been cooped up all morning... um... my legs must be sore."

Shen Yue walked over and extended her slender, fair hand.

That hand was small, with skin as white as jade, and fingertips tinged with a faint pink, it was unbelievably beautiful.

"Huh?" Jiang Ling was taken aback. "Shen Yue, what are you doing?"

Shen Yue said calmly, "Hold hands."

Jiang Ling: ? ? ? ?

He immediately glanced down at Youyou, somewhat shocked.

Shen Yue wanted to hold his hand.

But, Yuu, who should have become a yandere/obsessive woman...

No response?!

No.

It can't be said that there was no reaction.

She kept her head down, her lower lip bitten until it turned white.

"This isn't right," Jiang Ling swallowed, "Youyou and I are boyfriend and girlfriend..."

Shen Yue gave him a meaningful look.

He understands.

It means that there is also a "contract" between us.

But I don't want to follow it anymore!

Jiang Ling rubbed his forehead, thinking to himself, "If I really take her up there, the next second, Youyou will most likely be elbowing the concrete ground off the rooftop."

Shen Yue suddenly leaned in and took his large hand without saying a word.

Jiang Ling: ? ? ? ?

He looked down at Youyou again—no response! ? ? !

"What... what's going on!?"

He immediately activated his ability to eavesdrop on thoughts.

[Waaaaah...it hurts so much, Shen Yue and A Ling really held hands!]

But no, I have to hold back—I need to desensitize myself. If I fail to desensitize, A-Ling will definitely hate me completely.

Desensitization?

What are you talking about?!

Why do I feel like I've been transported into a donkey-hair seal novel?!

Not redeemable...

To be precise.

This world really is a donkey hair stamp game...

【I...I can tolerate it! Anyway, it's just acting...】

I listened for a while.

Jiang Ling understood everything—

The idiot Lu Ziyan accidentally helped Youyou awaken her second personality!

She also accidentally awakened the hidden skill of the supermodel from "Heaven's Gate".

In order to suppress the second personality, they had to resort to acting as a way to desensitize him, with Shen Yue taking the initiative to approach him...

"However, this method also has its merits," Jiang Ling thought carefully and nodded silently.

Anyway, the purple-haired loli doesn't have the concept of "love" in her mind—it doesn't matter if she plays along with their act.

Maybe it will actually help Youyou desensitize and do him a big favor!

Jiang Ling silently clenched her cold little hand, their fingers intertwined like lovers in the throes of passion...

Yan Youyou: (Ｔ▽Ｔ)

No, I have to hold back—I absolutely must desensitize myself!

Shen Yue thought he remembered the "contract," nodded in satisfaction, and pulled him to sit on the sofa.

"Youyou, go order lunch delivery. It's still the McDonald's outside of school."

When Youyou doesn't make bento boxes, she usually eats McDonald's delivery with Shen Yue.

"Um, I made something today..." Yan Youyou whispered, "a bento box..."

Because she received news that Ah Ling had returned, she rushed to make two loving bento boxes early in the morning.

I'm planning to spend some sweet moments with Ah Ling on the rooftop.

Shen Yue's eyes lit up: "Bring it here, I'll eat it with him."

Jiang Ling: ? ? ?

Yan Youyou stood there, petrified—Huh?

You...you're going to be with Ah Ling...

Eat what I prepared…

"YuYu♡A-Ling's Exclusive Love Bento Box"?!

At that moment, a touch of emerald green climbed onto the tips of her hair.

Shen Yue gestured with her eyes: "Acting, desensitization."

That emerald green color seemed to have been doused with cold water, dissolving away little by little at a visible speed.

Yan Youyou lowered her eyes in disappointment.

She took out two neatly packaged lunch boxes from her bag and gently placed them on the coffee table in front of them.

Jiang Ling couldn't bear it: "Well, three people can share two portions."

"No," Shen Yue said firmly. "She needs to be cured of her illness."

"You, cooperate with me."

Jiang Ling: ……

Yan Youyou forced a bitter smile: "Ah, it's okay, A-Ling...you can eat with Shen Yue."

"She's right..."

"I'm a bit sick right now, and I need this method to get better."

"As for what illness it is, Ah Ling, I'm sorry, I can't tell you right now..."

And so, under Yan Youyou's bittersweet gaze—

Those two bento boxes, each decorated with "A-Ling♡" and "You-You♡", were filled with her heartfelt efforts and all her sweet anticipation from that morning...

It's been opened.

However, the person who picks up their chopsticks, ready to enjoy it...

But it wasn't her and her Ah Ling.