Chapter 91: Struggling is also ineffective

  A lot of things happened in the afternoon of 23rd. It really messed up Xiaolong. I analyzed it with my friends, and this news might be from other authors, possibly from new books that were released at the same time as Xiaolong's book, but weren't popular back then because Xiaolong's book was suppressing them. Now that they're ahead of Xiaolong in monthly ticket rankings, they're coming to mock and attack!

  Xiao Long doesn't know who it is and doesn't want to guess either! Seeing so many comforting comments in the review section, Xiao Long doesn't want his mood to be affected by this matter, still wants to write well!

  But no matter who it is, Xiaolong believes in his own efforts! Also believe in the support of all book friends! Whether it's jealousy or whatever, I want to tell this text message that Xiaolong originally didn't have any expectations for the new book monthly vote list, just hoping everyone would cast a "monthly ticket". See how many votes "Dragon Son-in-law" can get, mainly also afraid of competing for monthly tickets dispersing one's energy and letting quality decline.

  But now Xiao Long is really not convinced! Is it really that great to have a higher monthly pass than Xiao Long?! Are all these classmates giving me rewards fake?!

  Still the same old saying: Xiaolong is just like Hao Ren, never taking the initiative to provoke others, but if you provoke him, Xiaolong won't be afraid either!

  The correct number of words is 1000 characters, and the above words are not included in the currency!

  Hao Ren caught the pillow and didn't throw it back at Zhao Yanzi. Instead, he took the pillow with him into the bathroom.

  "Hey!" Zhao Yanzi shouted loudly, but Hao Ren had already entered the bathroom and locked the door.

  Entering the bathroom, Hao Ren took off his clothes. He turned on the showerhead, humming a tune as he washed his body.

  Zhao Yanzi heard Hao Ren humming a tune while taking a bath in the bathroom, and she was so angry that her seven orifices were about to emit smoke.

  Hao Ren didn't want to provoke Zhao Yanzi either, but her unfriendly attitude made Hao Ren develop some backlash psychology, wanting to annoy her. "To think about it, this girl went all out to help her with her homework, and she didn't even say a 'thank you'."

  When Hao Ren washed away all his fatigue and came out of the bathroom, he saw Zhao Yan standing at the door with a gloomy face.

  "I'm going to sleep first," Hao Ren said softly, taking a pillow and walking past him sideways.

  Zhao Yan's face was purplish red and puffy, his mouth twisted to one side, like a small tiger about to devour someone.

  Hao Ren walked over to the computer, put the pillow on the chair, and then bent down to crawl under the bed skirt.

  Zhao Yanzi entered the bathroom and closed the door.

  The quilt was soft and warm, and after a day of walking, Hao Ren lay down and snuggled into the blankets, feeling incredibly comfortable.

  "Psst...psst...psst..." In the bathroom, the sound of a showerhead spraying water could be heard.

  The bathroom was hidden behind a sliding door in the cabinet, and there was no frosted glass, of course, nor was there a faintly moving figure.

  Hao Ren lay in bed, gazing up at the blue ceiling with stars all over it, listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom, his mind was a mess and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

  Bang! The door opened again, and Zhao Yanzi, wearing a small sleepwear, walked out from inside.

  Soft and tender skin, paired with slightly damp black silk, like a freshly baked small cake.

  As the weather gradually became hotter, she wore a short-sleeved and shorts pajamas, with her slender lotus-like limbs stretched out.

  Hao Ren saw her coming out and didn't want to argue with her, so he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

  Dong dong dong!!!! Zhao Yan Zhuo walked towards her bed where Hao Ren was lying.

  Hao Ren evened out his breathing and pretended he was already asleep.

  However, a soft sole heavily stepped on his belly.

  "Ah!" Hao Ren rubbed his belly and suddenly opened his eyes.

  Zhao Yanzi pretended nothing had happened and climbed onto her pink little bed.

  She snuggled up and burrowed into her warm quilt.

  Hao Ren rubbed his belly and didn't bother with her, turning sideways to sleep.

  It was quiet for almost half an hour with only the faint hum of the air conditioner.

  Just as Hao Ren was drowsy and about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard Zhao Yanzi rustling around and getting out of bed again.

  He vigilantly opened his eyes and stared at Zhao Yanzi's every move.

  She came down from the bedside and lifted up

  Her two slender legs were as smooth as plaster powder, white and bright, without any blemishes. And walking barefoot on the carpet made Hao Ren feel that there was a hint of "sexiness" to it?

  She walked over to the table, tilted her neck back and gulped down a large glass of water. Then, letting out a long sigh, she headed towards her bed.

  It was probably when Hao Ren lay on the ground, staring at her calf, that Zhao Yanzi slowed down her pace as she stepped over Hao Ren's body.

  Exquisite little feet like a whole piece of jade slowly falling down

  "Ah!" Hao Ren let out a loud cry, as if he had been electrocuted, and sat up with a jolt.

  "Sorry, I stepped on you." Zhao Yanzi casually dropped a sentence and climbed onto her small bed.

  Hao Ren rubbed his left arm, wanting to reason with her, but felt that it was pointless to argue with a little girl like her.

  Zhao Yanzi slipped into her quilt? Suddenly, she lightly threw out a sentence, "Pervert!"

  How can this be tolerated? Hao Ren hastily turned to face her and asked, "Where did I act like a pervert?"

  "Hmph!" Zhao Yanzi rolled up her quilt, turned towards the wall, and left a round back of her head for Hao Ren.

  In this cocoon-like bed, she had only her head and two legs exposed outside to enjoy the cool air from the air conditioner.

  It seems this is her usual sleeping posture.

  Hao Ren gazed at her round nape and the two slender white legs sticking out of the quilt, thinking to himself: Your legs aren't that beautiful either.

  But he knew that saying this would definitely make Zhao Yanzi furious, so it's better not to provoke her.

  The room was quiet except for the humming of the air conditioner.

  Zhao Yanzi didn't turn off the lights, probably because she liked sleeping with them on. Hao Ren lay on his side, eyes wide open, staring at Zhao Yanzi's crystal-clear and translucent skin on her small legs, thinking to himself that this was the first time he had spent the night in a girl's bedroom, and indeed couldn't sleep much.

  Nor did he know how many minutes had passed when Zhao Yanzi suddenly turned over again.

  Hao Ren hastily closed his eyes, but left a slit in one eyelid to observe her movements.

  She glared at Hao Ren, thought for a moment, and with a sense of reluctance, stretched out a slender leg from the bed, as if to gently kick his chest.

  Hao Ren was prepared, and just as her foot touched his chest, he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab her ankle. Her feet were smooth and slippery like a small loach, Hao Ren grasped her ankle tightly, or else she would have pulled it back.

  "You Zhao Yanzi struggled free and didn't retreat, furious with shame, 'Bastard!'"

  But even if she struggled, under the circumstances where her feet were firmly controlled by Hao Ren, it seemed very powerless.

  Hao Ren felt that he was holding a small, delicate warm jade in his palm, which was slightly soft to the touch. Seeing her face turn bright red, he thought to himself, "You still want to sneak up on me?" and refused to let go.

  But the more Zhao Yanzi struggled, the more adorable she looked with her small legs twitching.

  "Bastard, let go!" Seeing Hao Ren not letting go, Zhao Yanzi, who was implementing a sneak attack, decided to be the first to tattle and shouted out loud, "Mom! He's bullying me! Come quickly and save me!"

  She shouted and struggled, shaking the bed creakily.

  While Zhao Hongyu was drawing design drawings in the attic, she heard the movement in Zhao Yanzi's room downstairs and shook her head helplessly, continuing to draw her design drawings.

  "How outrageous! How outrageous!" Zhao Yan's face turned purple with rage as he shouted even more loudly.

  Zhao Guang in the bedroom next door picked up the earplugs beside his bed and put them in his ears, turned over, and continued to sleep.

  Until two o'clock in the morning, their quarrel finally came to an end. The next day, when Zhao Hongyu opened the door and called them to get up for breakfast, Hao Ren's arms were covered with bite marks on the floor, while Zhao Yanzi, who was also fast asleep, had her body tightly wrapped in the quilt, with only two small legs exposed, wearing long white student socks.

  At this scene, Zhao Hongyu couldn't help but lower her head and smile. It seems that in the future, it's better not to arrange for them to live in the same room again.