novelraw Chapter 42 : Spread Your Legs
Chapter 42 : Spread Your Legs
Chapter 42: Spread Your Legs
They always said that when a woman acted like a rogue, men had no chance of resisting. That was absolutely true.
Each of them looked pure, noble, and untouchable on the surface. But ever since Liu Rushuang had been exposed several times right in front of him by his cousin Su He and Yuan Meng, she no longer bothered to pretend. Instead, she went straight to showing her “talents,” spitting out wolfish, shameless words with ease. Come on, he was a vigorous young man—show some respect, alright?
What kind of decent woman came early in the morning just to size up a man’s “big and small heads”? Where was the propriety in that!
Besides, he was a healthy guy in his early twenties. Early mornings were perfectly normal for him. He wasn’t some middle-aged uncle drinking wolfberries soaked in a thermos.
Inside the bathroom, Lin Mo quickly splashed cold water on his face, instantly sobering himself up.
Seeing Lin Mo hiding in the bathroom for so long without coming out, Liu Rushuang smiled with her pretty face slightly flushed:
“Come out already, young man. A little too much energy in the morning, huh? Don’t worry, big sister understands, heehee…”
Though she said it that way, Liu Rushuang still felt her cheeks burning. But the ever-proud “Empress Rushuang” would never show weakness on the spot.
A little while later, Lin Mo finally emerged from the bathroom, his expression calm again.
“Empress, didn’t I already resign? Why did you trouble yourself to come personally?” Lin Mo asked.
The meaning was clear: I already quit, so why are you here? We’re not exactly close, are we?
If it were Miss Yuan coming, that would make sense. After all, they had been colleagues and gaming partners.
But with Liu Rushuang? From the day they met until now, it had only been about ten days. Sure, they’d had a few meals together, and she knew his cousin, but their relationship wasn’t that close.
“Look at you talking like that. Even if you resigned, you still have to call me big sister. I knew you were going back to school today. Your cousin Su Su had to work and couldn’t come, so I drove over to send you off. Hurry and pack up.”
In truth, he didn’t need Liu Rushuang to send him. It would’ve been easy enough to call a cab. He was a grown man and didn’t have much luggage. But since she was already here, he didn’t refuse.
“Thank you so much, Sister Rushuang. I really don’t know how to repay you,” Lin Mo smiled a little shyly.
Liu Rushuang: …
Oh, I see how it is—when you need me, it’s “Sister Rushuang,” when you don’t, it’s “Empress Rushuang,” right?
“Alright, hurry up and pack. Need me to help?” she asked, half helpless.
Lin Mo quickly shook his head. “No, no. How could I trouble Sister Rushuang with this kind of rough work? I’ll do it myself!”
Shy as he was, Lin Mo wasn’t a stiff person. He knew when to sweet-talk. That much was obvious since the day he had praised Mrs. Jiang.
Originally, he had planned to slowly pack up in the afternoon and move back to the dorm that evening. But Liu Rushuang’s sudden arrival threw him off his rhythm.
Fortunately, he didn’t have much stuff. One suitcase for the clothes he had bought recently, plus a backpack for his laptop—that was about it.
As for bedding, the dorm already had some. The set he used here was temporary, so he would just leave it for the landlady.
And the fridge was already empty, so nothing needed to be carried.
While Lin Mo packed, Liu Rushuang got bored and wandered into his bedroom, looking around before smiling:
“Not bad, little brother. They say boys’ rooms are always a mess, but yours is pretty clean.”
No wonder—Lin Mo’s room only had a bed, a desk, and a wardrobe. With so little stuff, how could it not be clean?
“It’s just a temporary place. Sorry to make you laugh at it, Sister Rushuang,” Lin Mo said as he crouched down, shoving clothes into the suitcase.
Hearing that, Liu Rushuang was quite satisfied with the way he addressed her. “Mhm, that’s better. Keep calling me that. Oh, and later, wear that black outfit I bought you yesterday. It’ll match the color of my skirt today—definitely handsome!”
“Got it, I’ll listen to Sister Rushuang,” Lin Mo replied, taking the outfit out of his suitcase and setting it aside.
Seeing him call her “Sister Rushuang” over and over made the corners of her lips curve upward. No wonder people like the younger ones—they really could make you feel good.
As she was thinking this, her eyes landed on the desk. Other than a laptop, there was also a full-metal Optimus Prime figure, heavy and finely made.
That was a gift from Miss Yuan one day after she had attended some kind of event. She didn’t like it, so she had just casually given it to Lin Mo. Thinking about it now, it was probably a comic convention; otherwise, she wouldn’t have brought back an Optimus Prime figure.
Liu Rushuang elegantly sat down on the chair, legs together like a proper lady. She casually picked up the figure, fiddled with it, and smiled:
“Why do you guys like these things so much? Can it transform? How does it work?”
Hearing this, Lin Mo glanced up but kept packing, answering softly: “Open it.”
Liu Rushuang: “How do I open it?”
Lin Mo: “Spread the legs!”
Liu Rushuang: “Huh?”
“Just spread the legs, that’s it.”
The next second, Liu Rushuang slowly parted her long, tightly-pressed legs, her face carrying a faint look of doubt, as if asking: Just open my legs, like this?
Lin Mo: …
(艹皿艹)
“Open its legs, not yours!”
What the hell kind of interpretation was that? What’s the point of you spreading your own legs? I can’t even see anything!
The moment he said that, Liu Rushuang’s face instantly turned bright red. With a shriek, she grabbed the figure and bolted out of the room.
Lin Mo was stunned. Honestly, this was the first time he had ever seen the mighty Empress Rushuang like that. And… it was amazing!
Meanwhile, outside, Liu Rushuang was utterly mortified, feeling like she could cry from embarrassment. When had she ever suffered such social death?
Normally so sharp and composed, yet she had lost her footing in front of this kid. He told me to spread my legs, and I just… did it? Unbelievable. Ridiculous!
But soon, she calmed herself down. No way I’m letting this slide without payback.
By the time Lin Mo finished packing and came out again, Liu Rushuang’s expression was already back to normal, at least on the surface.
“All packed up?” Liu Rushuang asked.
Lin Mo nodded. One suitcase and one backpack were all he had here. As for the key, he just left it on the table—he had already spoken with the landlady.
“Mhm, that’s everything. We can head out now.” While speaking, Lin Mo couldn’t help glancing twice at the Empress’s long legs.
Mhm, though not much skin was showing, the parts that were—were very white indeed.
“Still looking!”
“I wasn’t. I didn’t. Don’t accuse me,” Lin Mo denied in rapid succession.
Liu Rushuang thought for a moment, her eyes flashing mischievously. Then she extended one leg and teased with a smile:
“What’s the point of just looking? Want me to lift my skirt a little higher? Friendly reminder—big sister isn’t wearing safety shorts today.”
As she spoke, her hand slowly raised the hem of her skirt. The way she looked at him was full of hooks, brimming with seduction.
But Lin Mo didn’t fall for it. He had learned his lesson before.
“I don’t believe you, unless…”
Liu Rushuang’s face changed instantly. She dropped her skirt and pointed at him:
“Well, well! You little pervert really wanted to see, huh? I’m telling your cousin!”
Lin Mo: …
See? She’s flustered now!
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