The crematorium of the beautiful empresses chasing their husbands

What reaction... How should I react...

Bai Zhirou turned her head and thought about it. Although there was a general framework before, the specific implementation was still...

"I just... pretended to be very panicked...?" Bai Zhirou asked cautiously.

"Well... this can't be said to be wrong, then what?" Zhu Ling'er nodded, and continued to stare at Bai Zhirou with her big eyes.

"Then, then..." Bai Zhirou talked for a long time, but couldn't say anything.

"Oh, really, forget it, I'll teach you, Sister Zhirou." Zhu Ling'er sighed and whispered something in Bai Zhirou's ear. Bai Zhirou was stunned, her beautiful eyes widened, and her pair of white cat ears trembled.

...

"It's time to start, Sister Zhirou, let's take off Brother Mo's clothes first." Zhu Ling'er took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Oh, oh..." Bai Zhirou was led by Zhu Ling'er and followed her operation in a daze.

Bai Zhirou couldn't help blushing and swallowing her saliva as she watched Mo Lin's clothes being taken off piece by piece, revealing the strong muscles underneath.

This time, she could sleep with Brother Mo, and even hug him all the time... Bai Zhirou felt nervous and a little excited.

"We've had this experience once, Sister Zhirou, so you don't need me to help you next time, right?" Zhu Ling'er looked at Bai Zhirou, still a little worried.

"That... Ling'er, how about you help me again?" Bai Zhirou lowered her head, a little embarrassed and hesitant.

"It's the same as last time... Well, okay, I'll help you again." Zhu Ling'er sighed helplessly.

...

The next day, just after dawn, Mo Lin yawned and wanted to open his eyes in a daze.

I had a strange dream last night. It seemed that I did a lot of unspeakable things with the girl named Bai Zhirou in my dream. Mo Lin felt that having such a dream was simply dirty.

She is my sister's good friend, and she always looks very cold, like a fairy in the moon palace who does not care about worldly things. It is an insult to her to fantasize about her like this.

Alas, it is outrageous. I hope I won't have such fantasies in the future. Although it is a dream, I still feel a little sorry for Ling'er.

Mo Lin shook his head and found that there was a fragrant, soft, white and tender girl's body in his arms.

Hmm...? Is it Ling'er? Did he dream about that kind of thing with Ling'er last night? It's okay in this case, after all, she is the girl he loves.

But when Mo Lin opened his eyes and saw the silver hair and the pair of cute white cat ears, he was stunned.

"I, I'm super?" Mo Lin's pupils shook and his body froze.

What's going on? Is it... Bai Zhirou? Where is Ling'er? No, how could he sleep with Bai Zhirou?

The girl in his arms trembled her long white eyelashes slightly. She opened her eyes and looked at Mo Lin's terrified face. She instinctively wanted to smile, but she held back at the critical moment.

No, that's not right. Now is the time to act. First, pretend to be terrified.

"Ah. Why am I here? Where is my body? Where are my clothes?" Bai Zhirou opened her eyes wide and said stiffly. You can hear from her tone that she wanted to show surprise, but it sounded like a joke, just like reciting lines.

Zhu Ling'er, who had gotten up early to eavesdrop outside the door, was helpless and held her forehead. She shouldn't have expected too much from Sister Zhirou's acting skills.

"Ah... That, sorry, I don't know what happened. I was drunk yesterday, and Ling'er helped me back to sleep..." Mo Lin hurriedly explained, but when he lifted the quilt and looked at the fingerprints on Bai Zhirou's body, the white marks on important parts, and the plum blossoms on the bed, Mo Lin was stunned.

It's over... It's all over.

Mo Lin felt his head buzzing. His life should be over today. Although he was unconscious, he still betrayed the girl he loved the most.

"Sorry..." Mo Lin said this dully, but he couldn't say a word.

This situation was completely beyond his imagination. Why was it like this... It seemed that everything was messed up.

"... It doesn't matter." Bai Zhirou looked at Mo Lin's panic and felt a pain in her heart. She didn't care about acting anymore and was ready to forgive Mo Lin.

Mo Lin's appearance made her care nothing. It was originally because of her deception. If this would hurt Mo Lin's heart, then her heart must be in pain...

Ahem... Zhu Ling'er, who was eavesdropping on the corner, almost choked on her own saliva. Sister Zhirou, you are too fast!

However, listening to Mo Lin's very painful voice,, Zhu Ling'er was also extremely distressed.

But it doesn't matter. Brother Mo felt bad because he was afraid that I would hate him because of this, but how could I hate him? I would comfort him, not let him blame himself, give him more love, and let him get more love.

"Brother Mo, is Sister Zhirou in your room... You, you guys?"

Zhu Ling'er pushed open the door and pretended to be panicked when she saw this scene, pointing at them with trembling body.

I have to say that girls are really born actors. Zhu Ling'er admires her acting skills a little, but Sister Zhirou is an exception. She can't act.

"Yes, I'm sorry Ling'er, I don't know why this happened. Sorry, it's my fault." Mo Lin saw Zhu Ling'er coming in, his eyes evaded, lowered his head and kept apologizing incoherently.

"Alas... Brother Mo, put on your clothes first." Zhu Ling'er pretended to sigh and walked out of the room expressionlessly.

First...wait a minute, pretend for a while before forgiving Brother Mo, otherwise it will seem too fake, as if I don't love him and don't care about this kind of thing.

Zhu Ling'er also needs to consider Mo Lin's feelings, and can't let him misunderstand that she doesn't love him.

After a while, Mo Lin and Bai Zhirou walked out of the room with messy clothes, and it can be seen that they were dressed in a hurry.

"Hey, sit down, Brother Mo, Sister Zhirou." Zhu Ling'er looked at the two guys who "cheated on themselves" expressionlessly.

"Sorry, Ling'er...I'm sorry for you..." Mo Lin lowered his head, and his voice seemed to be about to cry.

"Hey, Brother Mo, listen to me first." Zhu Ling'er held Mo Lin's face with both hands, making herself appear gentle on the surface but with a hint of anger.

"Yesterday, after Brother Mo returned to his room, Sister Zhirou and I drank a little more. Later, we may have accidentally walked into the wrong room, so this matter is not Brother Mo's fault..." Zhu Ling'er tried to keep her tone calm, she was afraid that she would hug Mo Lin in her arms in the next second because of heartache.

Brother Mo, bear with it for a while, just a little while, this way, Ling'er is to let you feel more love, not just Ling'er's.