Chapter 39: Bathroom, please use it.

“You love this cat so much that you have to hold it while you sleep?”

Zhang Wenshan noticed Mo Yidong acting a bit off and casually said this, mostly to tease him.

“No, I’m just taking up its bed.”

After thinking it through, it wasn’t just a cat—it was Xia Yu.

Two men sleeping in the same bed didn’t seem so strange.

Zhang Wenshan raised an eyebrow, stretched his neck, and peeked into Mo Yidong’s blanket to see what was going on.

Looking closely, it was still about one size bigger than a cat.

“Has it turned back?”

Mo Yidong coughed.

Zhang Wenshan knew what that thing was for, so his curiosity got the better of him.

Seeing Zhang Wenshan move closer to the bed, Mo Yidong instinctively pressed his hands down on the blanket.

“No, still looking for the antidote.”

“Can I take a look?”

“I’m not wearing pants, so don’t.”

Zhang Wenshan said “Oh” and gave a half-understanding expression.

“Xia Yu is pretty clueless about these things, so don’t mess around.”

Zhang Wenshan seriously warned Mo Yidong.

Though he believed his brother’s sexual orientation was normal, Mo Yidong definitely couldn’t treat Xia Yu as just a cat and try some bizarre method to break the transformation.

“I’m not messing around.”

If Zhang Wenshan stayed and said a few more words, he might just pull back the blanket and check Xia Yu’s condition.

“You just came to wake me up?”

“Of course.”

Zhang Wenshan knew the function of the thing used on Xia Yu and just wanted to gossip a little.

“I’ll head over first.”

After Zhang Wenshan finally left and the door was quiet, Mo Yidong lifted the blanket and looked at Xia Yu who was still hugging his waist, the two pressed close together.

Mo Yidong could feel sweat beads on his neck, the adam’s apple rolling up and down, and he deliberately kept calm, lowering his head to look at the girl with messy silver hair.

The scene of hugging and lying down looked exactly like a relaxed couple after intimacy, the slender, fair arm draped across the abdomen, hugging without the slightest intention to let go.

Mo Yidong softly reminded:

“He’s gone.”

When Xia Yu heard that Zhang Wenshan wanted to look at the cat, her nerves tensed.

To make herself seem even less noticeable, Xia Yu pressed closer to Mo Yidong.

The sleepwear carried the faint scent of freesia, slightly easing her inner anxiety.

Right now, she could only trust Mo Yidong, believe that he would get Zhang Wenshan to leave.

When she heard Zhang Wenshan go away, Xia Yu released her hold on Mo Yidong and sat up from the bed.

Her messy silver hair fell over her shoulders, and the bright room made her skin appear even paler and more translucent, like a delicately carved doll—beautiful, yet fragile.

This was the first time Mo Yidong had been this close, carefully observing Xia Yu’s face.

The unripe fruit gave off a kind of fresh, sweet scent, tempting him to pick that unique taste by hand.

But now wasn’t the time.

“I’ll go get the medicine for you.”

Mo Yidong swung his legs off the bed, tidied his sleepwear, and before leaving the room, worried someone might come in, he carefully told Xia Yu:

“Lock the door after I leave. The code is four knocks. If you don’t hear a sound, don’t open it for anyone.”

“Okay, okay, thanks.”

Xia Yu nodded like a little chick pecking rice.

After Mo Yidong left, she accidentally noticed something seemed off about the way he got up.

“I’m just going to get something for Xia Yu.”

Mo Yidong went to Zhang Wenshan and Mo Yiqiu’s room and found them both staring at him in surprise.

He had no choice; his current appearance looked like an allergic reaction to alcohol.

His neck was red all the way to his cheeks, and his eyes were a bit dazed.

“I’ll get it for you, wait here.”

Mo Yiqiu woke up to see several messages from Xia Yu on his phone.

While searching Xia Yu’s bag, he saw Mo Yidong rush straight to their bathroom.

“Just borrowing it.”

Xia Yu noticed that Mo Yidong hadn’t come back after ten minutes.

Suddenly realizing his condition, she felt her own face burning hot.

So awkward.

Such a big misunderstanding.

She felt a little sorry for Mo Yidong.

After all, this body was a girl’s.

If there was no reaction, that would be called impotence.

What to do, what to do…

Xia Yu paced anxiously alone in her room.

Should she apologize?

Xia Yu said to Mo Yidong,

“I didn’t mean it, I won’t do this again next time. It was an accident…”

She grabbed her head with both hands, scratching the soft hair, helplessly crouching on the floor.

She didn’t know how to face Mo Yidong.

She really felt sorry for her brother.

No, Xia Yu… this attitude needs to be conscious.

Don’t casually get intimate with Mo Yidong.

That’s bad for everyone.

Hearing four knocks on the door, Xia Yu abandoned all her messy thoughts and hurriedly stood up.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Xia Yu took the medicine Mo Yidong handed her and glanced up slightly, secretly noticing his face was calm again, back to his usual self.

She quietly guessed.

Seems like he went next door to fix it?

Whatever.

Since he didn’t mention it, Xia Yu wouldn’t ask.

Let it go.

Time quickly passed until 8 o’clock.

The first thing Xia Yu did after regaining her body was to settle scores.

After all, she never forgot a grudge and had to confront him right away—her habit.

“Brother Yu, don’t be impulsive.”

Mo Yiqiu greeted Xia Yu as she came out of Mo Yidong’s room.

Seeing she had no intention of morning training, he watched her head straight to the third floor.

Her expression was terrible and her aura unusual, clearly going to pick a fight.

Mo Yiqiu sensed trouble and deliberately warned Xia Yu.

“That’s the elite class upstairs.”

“So what if it’s the elite class? Even students from Key University get beaten up.”

Seeing Xia Yu walk away, Mo Yiqiu was more worried than anyone.

“Why didn’t you stop her? That’s your brother.”

Xia Yu gave a fierce glare, already predicting the person getting beaten would come out limping and be bedridden for at least a week.

“Xia Yu told me beforehand not to intervene.”

At this moment, Mo Yaofei was sitting leisurely in his room when he heard a knock.

“Who is it?”

“Food delivery.”

“I didn’t order anything.”

Mo Yaofei opened the door with suspicion, but suddenly got a hard kick in the stomach before he could dodge or defend.

After cursing a few elegant words, Mo Yaofei looked up fiercely and widened his eyes, seeing a silver-haired boy with a little braid standing before him.

“How did you…”

“How do you think I’m standing here?”

Mo Yaofei quickly got up and threw a punch at Xia Yu, but the boy vanished in the blink of an eye.

“Do you dare to unlock it?”

Xia Yu knew Mo Yaofei’s ability.

Restricted by the limiter, he couldn’t use his full strength.

Though Xia Yu wasn’t particularly strong, she always caught his weak spots, anticipated his moves, and lightly dodged every attack.

“Class 7’s Xia Yu is fighting Class 3’s Mo Yaofei! Mo Yaofei got knocked down so badly…”

“That’s crazy, let’s go check it out.”

A crowd of students gathered outside the dorm, all with fearful eyes, no one daring to get close.

“Make some cat sounds, maybe I’ll go easier on you.”

Mo Yaofei fought with brute force, but Xia Yu fought with her brain.

“Damn it, you’re cheating!”

Mo Yaofei felt like Xia Yu’s head had eyes.

Every attack was anticipated, slippery as an eel, impossible to catch.

Lying flat on the ground, Mo Yaofei looked vicious and embarrassed at Xia Yu’s cold expression.

“What, have you figured out how to meow like your daddy?”