I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today-Chapter 945 - The Shen Mo Family
Chapter 945 -945 The Shen Mo Family
Bai Youwei snapped back to reality, smiling as she said, “No, it just felt rare to hear something reliable come out of your mouth.”
Tan Xiao scratched his head, grinning widely: “I was just taking a wild guess, hehe~”
The three of them took the elevator together up to the 23rd floor.
The security door was tightly shut, the key long since lost to who knows where. Shen Mo removed the paper doll bracelet from his wrist, transformed it into a blade, and easily picked the lock.
It was a mystery what material the game’s rewards were made of, but they easily dealt with all kinds of metals in daily life.
Once the door was opened, the room inside was very tidy. Besides some accumulated dust, there was no sign of disarray; even the bed sheets were so neatly made that there were hardly any wrinkles visible. Clearly, the owner of this house was a meticulous and self-disciplined person.
Bai Youwei wheeled herself around the room satisfied, and declared, “Let’s live here.”
“Are you sure?” Shen Mo chuckled. “The 23rd floor, inconvenient for getting around.”
“There’s an elevator anyway.” Bai Youwei buzzed with excitement, rolling into every room she could access. “At least you’re familiar with this place. I think it’s good to live here. Tan Xiao, what do you think?”
“Fine by me.” Tan Xiao had no objections. “Besides, we sleep and eat in the Dollhouse anyway.”
“If you both think it’s fine, then it’s fine.” Shen Mo looked around and said with a smile, “Find a place to rest; I’ll go get some things to clean up. Even if we eat and sleep in the Dollhouse, this place still needs some tidying.”
“I’ll help!” Tan Xiao volunteered eagerly.
Shen Mo grabbed a broom and dustpan, handing him a rag. The two men busily got to work with efficient movements.
Bai Youwei wheeled into Shen Mo’s bedroom, her eyes filled with curiosity as she rummaged through drawers and closets as though the word “privacy” was completely absent from her dictionary.
When Shen Mo came in, Bai Youwei was perusing his notebook.
He didn’t have a habit of keeping a diary. It was filled with boring meeting notes, but Bai Youwei read them with great interest.
Shen Mo pulled the notebook from her hands and gently tapped it on her head, asking with a smile, “Can you understand it?”
“Your handwriting is quite nice. Not many people have good handwriting these days.” Bai Youwei looked up, her eyes shining. “Did you practice specifically?”
Shen Mo put the notebook back in the drawer. “I took a calligraphy class at the youth palace for two months when I was a kid.”
Bai Youwei: “Is that all?”
Shen Mo smiled: “Otherwise, what did you expect?”
He circled around her, took off the dusty sheets and pillowcases with decisive movements and threw them into the laundry hamper, then opened the wardrobe and looked for clean sheets.
In the wardrobe, there was a lack of color. Mostly black and white, or dark and light grays could be seen, and the bedding was also monotonous with stripes and plaids.
Shen Mo chose a blue-gray pinstripe bedsheet to spread, turned around, and found Bai Youwei looking at him intently.
With a grin, he approached her, rested his hands on the sides of the wheelchair, and said with a smile, “Disappointed? Your boyfriend is just an ordinary man who follows the rules.”
“Not at all.” Bai Youwei also smiled. “But I have made a new discovery.”
Shen Mo: “What discovery?”
Bai Youwei revealed, “I discovered I love you. That’s why such an ordinary man has so many shining points in my eyes.”
Shen Mo smiled, leaned in, and kissed her.
Their breath mingled for a while, causing the temperature in the room to subtly rise.
Bai Youwei was getting hotter, beads of sweat forming on her nose. She gently hit Shen Mo, pushing him away and breathlessly complained, “Why did you turn on the air conditioning?”
Shen Mo shook his head, silent.
Then he continued kissing her.
Outside the room came Tan Xiao’s puzzled voice: “Bro Mo! Why is your TV on? The remote isn’t working when I press it! …Oh, this doesn’t seem to be the TV remote…”
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