Gently whispering at the same time.
Taking advantage of Mu Bai not yet having found her center of gravity, Mo Cha firmly held the delicate, soft body in her arms, giving Mu Bai no chance to immediately escape.
The pressure was just right—not too forceful that Mu Bai would resist due to the restraint on her body, yet not leaving Mu Bai any room for refusal.
As long as the struggling movements got a bit too large, it would very likely be heard by the people next door.
After all, there were no secrets between the two, so there was naturally no need for Mu Bai to lock the door when she arrived.
Although she did close the door to make more standing space, the compartment door was only half-closed, leaving a small gap.
The sound could absolutely travel out.
Still, there was no need to close the door—that would instead arouse unnecessary suspicion.
Mu Bai didn’t know how to respond to Mo Cha’s words.
She could only try pushing at Mo Cha to express refusal, and when she discovered the other party simply wouldn’t let go, she gave up resisting, tacitly agreeing to the request.
Maintaining this position, she inevitably caught the scent from the collar of Mo Cha’s neck.
That fragrance carried body heat.
It felt like neither shampoo nor body wash, but it was somewhat pleasant.
“Really just for the power bank?”
After a few seconds, Mu Bai’s mood slowly calmed, her tone slightly complicated.
Ye Yuan had used that excuse too, back then.
Before she could get an answer, Mu Bai felt the world spin, almost crying out in surprise.
She barely managed to hold back from screaming.
Mo Cha had actually carried her onto the bed.
If they were discovered now, she wouldn’t be able to immediately pretend nothing happened—even more, she’d never be able to talk her way out of it.
In that instant, Mu Bai’s heart leapt to her throat.
The sound of her heartbeat was practically audible.
Mo Cha lay on her back on the bed, while Mu Bai was held in her arms like a ragdoll, her freedom forcibly restricted.
This situation would have to continue until Tang Shifu finished showering.
What if Ye Yuan got curious about why she’d been gone so long and came looking for her?
That would be terrible.
Mu Bai wanted to warn Mo Cha that this was dangerous, but the words were on the tip of her tongue, and she didn’t know how to say them.
Was she supposed to directly admit her relationship with Ye Yuan?
Wouldn’t that be even stranger?
On the contrary, if she acted normal, maybe it would make Mo Cha restrain herself.
Just as she was about to speak, her train of thought was interrupted by Mo Cha’s sudden answer.
“What’s wrong, why ask that… Could it be that little Mu Bai is secretly expecting something? Do tell.”
Mo Cha’s voice continued ringing in her ear.
“No, not at all.”
Mu Bai wanted to sound firm, but when she actually followed the other’s line of thinking, she found herself lacking confidence.
How could that be?
Even if she were, she’d only expect it when Ye Yuan wasn’t around, right?
Whether inside the train or at the stations, Mu Bai felt there would most likely never be such an opportunity.
She had always refused anything beyond friendship whenever she could.
Only when it was something utterly impossible to refuse, like with Ye Yuan, or when it would have an immeasurable impact on survival, would Mu Bai accept—but she absolutely wouldn’t give herself away for nothing.
That sounded kind of… problematic.
But it was for survival, right?
Her self-justifying thoughts suddenly became confused.
Now, even Mu Bai herself was a little puzzled.
Was it really just because she was afraid of death, afraid of upsetting her survival environment?
Or was it that after turning into a girl, when faced with certain things she once yearned for, she felt a shame and panic she didn’t want to admit?
Originally, she should have been the proactive one.
Even if her body had changed, with her “maturity” and orientation, these things shouldn’t have been reversed.
But here she was, the one afraid, the passive one, the one being bullied and pushed around.
This made Mu Bai lose normal thinking function every time she encountered a situation she’d never faced in her previous life, making her seem very mechanical.
Before, Mu Bai might have been able to keep deceiving herself.
But as the team grew, even last time’s Level 6 game site hadn’t put too much pressure on the team.
Her initial need for survival had transformed into a less severe need for safety.
Without so much pressure on survival, Mu Bai could now calm down and think about emotional issues.
With Mo Cha added to the mix.
This gradually made Mu Bai realize—the prey was actually herself.
Mu Bai didn’t know where the courage came from.
She suddenly propped herself up from the bed.
Under Mo Cha’s confused, slightly surprised gaze, she lifted her upper body and met Mo Cha’s eyes.
“Tell me honestly—do you like girls?”
Mu Bai said slowly, emphasizing each word.
Mo Cha was momentarily startled.
The soft, easily bullied little cake had suddenly gone hard.
With a serious, scrutinizing look, as if she’d seen right through her, Mo Cha spoke her true feelings in a grave, warning tone.
This…
She liked it even more.
It made her want to bully Mu Bai’s contrasting appearance until it completely collapsed, turning into a tear-streaked mess.
But unfortunately, some things required waiting for the right opportunity.
Mo Cha quietly examined Mu Bai’s delicate features, gazing into those purple eyes.
In such close, deep eye contact, a hint of blush gradually appeared on Mo Cha’s face.
If Tang Shifu had been there, she would definitely have recognized this expression as the same one Mo Cha had when she first saw Mu Bai’s picture from afar.
But Mu Bai didn’t think so.
She had mustered her courage and toughened up with the intention of turning the tables, using the counter-question technique that Mo Cha was good at, trying to make the other settle down.
This was the result!
She knew how to blush—that meant she was embarrassed!
Right, even someone as hard to handle as Mo Cha was just a high school-aged girl after all.
Easily countered by someone with a mature soul like her.
Don’t underestimate an adult, okay.
“Yeah,” Mo Cha said, blushing and nodding.
Mu Bai subconsciously thought the other had surrendered, then suddenly realized what that syllable she’d thrown out meant.
Her face stiffened.
The smile hadn’t even had time to curve on her lips before it froze.
Huh?
Was this something so easy to admit?
Mu Bai was deeply shocked.
Now she was a little panicked.
She felt like doing this was playing with fire.
“I said before that Tang Shifu and I wanted to come and huddle together because we liked you. Actually, that was only half true… My feelings are completely different from theirs, or at least from Tang Shifu’s. It’s a kind of liking that’s more passionate than so-called close friends.”
The hands that had just been broken free circled Mu Bai’s waist again.
Mo Cha had always been shallow when it came to looks—she admitted that herself.
That was how it was with Tang Shifu.
Because Tang Shifu was good-looking, both in appearance and temperament, not inferior to her, she was willing to become friends with Tang Shifu.
It had been that way since childhood, and after growing up, she realized even more that men could never be as beautiful as girls.
And from the very first moment she saw Mu Bai’s profile picture, Mo Cha had thought:
The person now being held in her arms was the most beautiful treasure in this world.
She was determined to dye it in her own colors.