100 Days Of Escaping My Wedding-Chapter 81 - 0 The Little Bird is Finally Free_1

"It’s okay, I don’t mind squeezing in." Jinmulin blinked his eyes cutely.

Gong Xiaoqiao was clearly immune to his acts by now, "Cut the chatter, and just obediently go back to your hotel."

"Little junior sister, I came all the way here just to see you, how can you irresponsibly throw me into a hotel?"

"It’s precisely because I’m responsible for you that I’m arranging for you to stay at a hotel," Gong Xiaoqiao replied.

"Tsk—little junior sister, are you trying to avoid being responsible, so you won’t make a mistake with me, right?"

"Glad you understand."

Red light, stop.

Jinmulin leaned over with one arm, "So... what if even if you make a mistake with me, I don’t hold you responsible?"

Gong Xiaoqiao: "Sorry, this monk is a righteous person with a sense of responsibility. Esteemed patron, please conduct yourself with dignity!"

Jinmulin leaned back into his seat, defeated, "I give up! You’re the first woman who’s not seduced by me, little junior sister!"

"Don’t feel so dejected, you can just see me as a man," Gong Xiaoqiao earnestly suggested.

Jinmulin’s gaze drifted downward, landing on her chest, "Cough, that might be rather difficult..."

Gong Xiaoqiao, with a dark expression, "Where are you looking..."

Jinmulin chuckled, "Back to serious matters, did Gu Hangshen agree to you moving out?"

Gong Xiaoqiao: "Why do I need his approval?"

Jinmulin raised an eyebrow, "What? From the look of it... has the little bird finally gained its freedom?"

Gong Xiaoqiao turned away to look out the window without a word.

"Haha, does this mean that from now on, no matter what I do to you, that guy won’t come and interfere with me anymore?" Jinmulin wore a triumphant, villainous smirk, edging closer to her.

Gong Xiaoqiao landed a punch that immediately left an indent in the leather seat behind Jinmulin, "He might not do anything to you, but I will!"

"Ouch—little junior sister, now that the big demon is out of the way, don’t be so cold to me!" Jinmulin complained with feigned grievance.

"Eight-Precepts, when will you ever learn to be steady?" Gong Xiaoqiao said helplessly, holding her forehead.

This guy must have gone mad from being cooped up in the Shaolin Temple, and as soon as he came down the mountain, he behaved like a... rampaging pig!

Jinmulin’s face turned dark instantly, "Hmph, if I’m Eight-Precepts, then you’re Guo Cuiran!"

"Get lost, I’m Chang’e!"

"Chang’e abandoned her husband to eat alone, that’s not good, not good!"

"Then I’d rather be the Great Sage Equal to Heaven! Eight-Precepts, give it up! The only one in Monkey Brother’s heart is my master!"

"..."

The two of them bickered back and forth, each choking on the other’s words, all the way to the dormitory entrance.

Gong Xiaoqiao suddenly realized she was quite restless herself—if her second senior brother was a rampaging pig, she was definitely the rampaging monkey.

Birds of a feather flock together, after all.

"Alright, this is as far as you go!" Gong Xiaoqiao got out of the car and waved to him.

Jinmulin got out as well, "I’ll walk you to the door."

"Okay then."

And so, they walked to the door.

Gong Xiaoqiao waved again, "Bye-bye~ I’ll play with you tomorrow~ Go back and sleep early!"

"Alright, good night." Jinmulin nodded obediently.

Just as Gong Xiaoqiao turned to close the door, Jinmulin suddenly squeezed in sideways and slammed the door shut.

"Let’s forget about tomorrow, little junior sister, keep me company tonight~"

Jinmulin broke his word and shamelessly pushed his way in.

The guy made himself at home as he took off his shoes, slipped into her small pink bunny slippers that didn’t fit, darted over to the sofa, relaxed against her green bouncy frog cushion, and even grabbed her precious teddy bear to hold in his arms.