Chapter 90 – Little muddle-headed version (Part 2)
“I never liked her.” Yun Ting suddenly spoke out. How could he be ignorant of Lin Mumu’s little bad habits.
“En.” Lin Mumu expressionlessly continued to water the flowers.
“I’ve always liked only a single woman.”
“Who is it?”
“Lin Mumu.”
“Ha?” The Lin Mumu raised her head and was instantly faced with his extremely serious expression.
“Oh.” She quickly lowered her head and continued to water the flowers.
Ah, not right! This potted flower has already been watered several times, the water is already overflowing…
Lin Mumu felt like crying but was lacking the tears.
Before she could come out of her daze, Yun Ting’s gentle kiss fell on her ear, then went all the way from her neck to her chin and finally reached her lips.
Yun Ting’s movements were very calm and gentle, but the lingering sweet words would feel like pleasant music that unconsciously made Lin Mumu completely immersed in their little world.
Until a sudden dry cough interrupted them.
Lin Mumu deeply blushed and immediately bowed her head to continue watering the flowers. She seemed to have forgotten that the potted flower in front of her had already been watered several times…
Lin Tianlang was right in front of them. He was a man of few desires, and didn’t expect to encounter such a scene in the courtyard.
He could only pretend not to know anything, and seriously go straight to the topic he wanted to discuss with Yun Ting: “My master called. Lin Mumu’s studies mustn’t be delayed for too long. Her arm injury isn’t too serious, and she could also write with her left arm when she was younger. Additionally, I will protect her while in school.”
“En, I’ll take care of that. I’ll let them go back to school tomorrow. “
“En.” Lin Tianlang unconsciously glanced at Lin Mumu. From earlier today, he felt like her aura was very different from usual, but he couldn’t spot any visible difference. By following his master, he learnt how to look at people and distinguish them not by beauty or ugliness, but by the aura surrounding them.
When Lin Tianlang was a little further away, Lin Mumu suddenly screamed.
“Ah!! My flower! A small treasure bought by master for 8000 yuan was watered to death by me… He’ll kill me.”
“It doesn’t matter. I’ll protect you.” Yun Ting laughed.
The little muddle-headed version of Lin Mumu was just as adorable as the foodie version of Lin Mumu.
