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nTranslator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

nMo Lusu lifted his head and a smile appeared in his eyes. “It’s nothing. It’s getting late and you should get some rest.”

n“I can’t, I have to hand this report in tomorrow and I’m not done writing it yet.” Shui Anluo lay on her stomach on the bed. “If I had known it would turn out like this, I won’t have pretended to know in the first place. Now, I’m dead.”

nMo Lusu chuckled. “You’re still a student so it’s fine even if you can’t turn it in. On the contrary, if you write a lecturer-standard report, it will become an even bigger problem for you. Write what you can think of. Sleep early.”

n“Mm, good night, Senior Brother,” said Shui Anluo before she shut the video call off.

nShe could write the report however she wanted but that old specialist already has a low opinion of her. If she were to turn in a sloppily-written report, would she not have an even worse opinion of her?

nShui Anluo lay on the bed and pretended to be dead. Who could save her from this dilemma?

nShui Anluo was deep in thought as she stared at the blank piece of white paper. She then scratched her head hard before she got up to leave the room. She needs to play with her son to find inspiration and put her son to bed. This will give her a sense of achievement.

nShui Anluo saw a light shining from the slit of the door to Chu Ningyi’s room. This meant that Chu Ningyi was still awake.

nKnock, knock, knock…

n“Come in.”

nShui Anluo’s heart trembled, something was not right with his voice.

n“Erm, I’m fine. If the little darling’s asleep, then I’m fine.” Shui Anluo felt that it was best for her to leave now in case he ends up getting into a frenzy again like last night. She had no way of dealing with that.

nAs soon as she thought about this, Shui Anluo immediately turned around to leave.

nUnfortunately, her legs were not as fast as someone else’s single leg. The room’s door was pulled open and Shui Anluo felt a firm hand around her wrist before her entire being was forced up against the wall.

nShui Anluo gasped. The wall was against her back and his entire body loomed in front of her.

nShui Anluo choked from the sudden burst of force. She then stared irritably at the person in front of her. “Y-you’re crushing me to death.”

n“Shui Anluo,” Chu Ningyi spoke icily. His voice was as sold as a severe winter in July.

nShui Anluo struggled feebly but ended up provoking Chu Ningyi’s senses. Her feminine scent and soft body were testing Chu Ningyi’s self-restraint.

n“You’re really something, daring to do a video call with a man in the middle of the night.”

nHis words were incomparably icy.

nHowever, if one were to listen closely to his words, there was a tinge of jealousy in them.

nShui Anluo could not break free and her chest was being held down firmly. She could only give up and look up at him. “I was working, don’t you understand?”

nDue to the stifling feeling in her chest, Shui Anluo’s breathing was unstable and she gasped as she spoke.

nChu Ningyi seems to be doing this on purpose and he did not let go. Instead, he pressed up against her even more and could feel her soft and supple breasts beneath her cartoon pajamas. His rage was soon replaced by an evil flame.

nChu Ningyi suddenly backed away before he pulled Shui Anluo along with one hand. “Get back to your room. From now on, the Internet will be cut off at eight o’clock at night.”

nHe should not have these feelings for Shui Anluo. How could he have such a reaction toward this girl every time? Besides, this reaction had appeared so urgently.

nShui Anluo was released and had no time to think about the newly-imposed Internet cut-off time. She immediately rushed back to her room and slammed the door shut. That situation had been scary because he had been much too close physically. She had felt the changes in Chu Ningyi’s body and that hard thing…

nShui Anluo blushed fiercely as she thought about this. Instantly, the spot on her thigh which had been poked felt like it was glowing with heat.

nShui Anluo weakly walked toward the bed and threw herself onto it. Why does she feel as if her living situation with him was getting increasingly precarious?

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