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The team expected to reach the summit around three or four in the morning, and everyone needed to go to bed early to recharge their energy. Both of them knew this, so when they saw that the time was almost up, they left reluctantly.
Han Zhou was lying on the bed. Even though there was an electric blanket underneath him and a thick quilt covering him, he could still feel a little cold. He originally planned to fall asleep as soon as possible, but he couldn't fall asleep.
The reason was simple. Whenever he opened his eyes, he could see Mo Yixia lying on the bed not far away, taking notes seriously.
That’s right, take notes.
The pillow was pulled to the left hand side, and a palm-sized notebook occupied the place that originally belonged to the pillow. A white, slender right hand was holding a ballpoint pen and writing notes quickly on the notebook, occasionally tapping the paper with the tip of the pen, looking thoughtful.
His left elbow was resting on the pillow, his palm resting on his left cheek in boredom, his head slightly tilted, his index finger hooked a strand of long hair, turning it rhythmically, gently wrapping it around his fingertips, and then releasing it.
Moving your eyes upward, you can see an exquisite and attractive oval face with a lazy expression on it.
Han Zhou recalled for a long time, but still couldn't remember where this guy got the cartoon pajamas. The pink pajamas were furry, and there were two drooping rabbit ears on the hood, which was very girly.
However, it must be said that Mo Yixia, wearing this pajamas, perfectly interprets the word "cute". The ears on the hat are trembling, like a frightened rabbit hiding in a cave.
And because of her current posture, her chest looked bulging. This was a formal nightgown. Although the neckline was not deep, it was definitely not too shallow. If you look closely...
Well, this is one of the reasons why Han Zhou couldn’t sleep.
Another reason why I couldn't sleep was that Mo Yixia didn't just use a pen to take notes, he also narrated while writing. His tone couldn't be described as sarcastic, but it was definitely full of sarcasm, and there was a lot of malicious slander.
All the information in the notebook came from the recent game of fried golden flower. This guy was full of tricks. He put himself in the position of a humble pursuer and showed a hint of pitifulness from time to time. It was so easy for him to get information about his rival. Xiao Yuyan and Zhang Tao were almost heartbroken and dumped out all the information they knew without hesitation.
Anyway, Han Zhou is single now, and they are just objectively stating some of the situations they know, which does not count as an invasion of other people's privacy.
This guy doesn't even need to win...
Thinking of this, Han Zhou secretly shook his head and reminded her: "Yixia, stop writing. What we need to do now is to go to bed and rest. Cover yourself with a blanket and don't catch a cold."
Mo Yixia lowered her head and continued to write down her notes, without raising her head and said: "If you change this sentence to 'Let's sleep together', I might be interested."
Han Zhou was already used to her nonsense, and said helplessly: "Is it necessary to take notes on these things?"
"Of course. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. Moreover, this notebook can not only remind me not to slack off, but also reflect your ideal type to a certain extent."
Han Zhou was stunned. He still believed in Mo Yixia's psychological analysis, so he asked curiously, "So what is my ideal type?"
"I am like this."
Mo Yixia said confidently, “Even if there are some deviations now, sooner or later you will become like me.”
Han Zhou was silent for a moment: "Why do I feel that your face is getting thicker and thicker?"
"If we're just talking about shamelessness, I'm no match for you. Don't think I didn't see where you were looking just now."
"I can not understand what you say."
"hehe."
Mo Yixia laughed at his desire but lack of courage, and asked while examining the notes he had written, "It's your turn to answer my question. Is there anything unreasonable in what I just wrote?"
"It's reasonable, basically..."
Han Zhou was vague, and after thinking for a while, he added, "Except for the part where you maliciously speculated about me, I don't have any weird collecting habits."
“I think this part is the most reasonable.”
"hehe."
"hehe."
The two sneered at each other, and Han Zhou became more and more suspicious that Mo Yixia was a hidden secret agent. What she had just written was not entirely from Xiao Yuyan and Zhang Tao's narration. Some of it was her own analysis, such as the personality traits of several girls.
It can be said to be basically correct.
The most terrifying thing was the sentence "I'm almost sure that your hearing abnormality is related to her." This sentence was like a lightning strike to Han Zhou, and it almost scared him to jump out of bed.
Mo Yixia not only doubted his extraordinary hearing, but also developed certain associations. The key was that the direction was correct.
This is definitely not an association that a normal person would come up with, but this guy was able to make the connection so keenly.
Fortunately, she didn't intend to delve into it further.
Mo Yixia blew a breath of hot air on her hands and said, "Don't give me a perfunctory answer like 'basically reasonable'. I want to take this notebook back and study it carefully. I must ensure that the content is true and reliable, so you have to help me find out the missing parts and fill in the gaps."
Perhaps worried that Han Zhou would be unwilling to cooperate, she added calmly, "Don't worry, just check this part. I will treat it objectively and fairly."
"I'm suddenly very curious about what you were researching in class before..."
Mo Yixia thought for a moment and said, "Before you, I was studying how to slack off at home."
"After me?"
"Study whether I am in love with you or not."
Han Zhou was slightly stunned, and did not ask what the results of the research were. He hesitated for a while, and his expression became a little strange: "Don't you think this is strange?"
"What's weird?"
He organized his words and said hesitantly, "Looking to me, the 'party involved', to get information about the rival..."
Mo Yixia didn't care and said calmly: "I would rather find out the intelligence of my love rival than bury you, the 'party', directly on the snowy mountain. Isn't this more strange?"
Han Zhou was speechless for a moment. After a while of silence, he said, "Let me make it clear first that these people and I are just ordinary friends."
"Oh." Mo Yixia didn't comment.
Han Zhou began to check and fill in the gaps in the notes that Mo Yixia had just written, and in this process, Mo Yixia fully demonstrated what "objectivity and fairness" meant.
For example, when Han Zhou objectively pointed out that Zhong Ling's breasts were obviously bigger than hers and that the so-called "size is not less than mine" conclusion was not valid, she immediately said expressionlessly that she was still a pure high school girl in her puberty and that whoever won in the future might be the winner, so there was no problem with this conclusion;
For example, Han Zhou pointed out her logical problems, saying that since the possible love relationship between him and Ouyang Lianyu was called a perverted taboo experience, then as a teacher and student, they would also have similar troubles if they fell in love. So this guy pointed out righteously that this was not a perverted act, but a rebellion against the secular world, and the freedom and liberation of thought;
For example, she was full of arrogance when her breasts were bigger than Guzheng, but she had no consciousness of being inferior when her breasts were smaller than Zhongling's. She even thought highly of herself, saying that size was not the key, but the feel was. If Han Zhou didn't believe it, he could just try it now...
Han Zhou was amazed after hearing this and once again sincerely praised Mo Yixia's extraordinary thick-skinnedness.
The latter humbly said that he was just a small fry compared to the big ones. After all, a guy who was playing two boats or even had a tendency to play more than one boat had the nerve to comment on other boats in front of one of the boats. It was simply a behavior of inferiority.
She seemed to have completely forgotten that she had asked for this.
But all in all, during the process of spying on her rival, Mo Yixia did not show any negative emotions. On the contrary, she was very excited. This made Han Zhou feel relieved but also inexplicably uneasy.
He still hadn't figured out what "creating an avalanche" meant, and Mo Yixia hadn't told him her plan.
This guy's thoughts are still hard to guess, just like a cold current hidden beneath a snow-capped mountain.
"Um... I'm talking about Yixia."
"What's wrong?" Mo Yixia put away her notebook and said with a smile, "Finally you can't help but confess to me?"
Han Zhou hesitated for a moment: "Are you too...too tolerant of me?"
Mo Yixia understood what he meant and answered the question irrelevantly: "In my opinion, the process of a relationship from getting to know each other to getting married is constantly challenged, and judging from the current high divorce rate, many relationships cannot withstand challenges."
"I'm easy to support and a wealthy woman, so the material conditions after marriage will not be a challenge between us. The only challenge is in the emotional aspect..."
Han Zhou was a little confused and interrupted, "Wait, have you already considered your married life?"
"of course."
Mo Yixia said in a matter-of-fact tone, "I said, you are mine, and you will always be mine."
But perhaps because she was interrupted, she did not continue to explain the reason for her tolerance of Han Zhou. She just pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "I deliberately wore such a cute pajamas, why don't you open your eyes and look at me?"
This reminded Han Zhou of the words that the Queen of the Kingdom of Women said to Monk Tang in the most classic version of Journey to the West in his previous life:
"If you open your eyes and look at me, I don't believe that you have empty eyes."
Mo Yixia is better at making trouble than the King of the Kingdom of Women, and he does not have the concentration of Tang Monk, so it is a wiser choice not to open his eyes.
But at this moment, he suddenly realized that the voice of the previous sentence was very close to him, as if he suddenly realized something, and immediately opened his eyes -
The next second, a delicate face appeared before him.
The girl in pink pajamas leaned over and stared at him without blinking, the two bunny ears on her hood drooping, her hot breath hitting his face, bringing with it a refreshing fragrance.
"cute?"
This guy is really better at making things happen than the King of the Kingdom of Women...
Looking at the red lips so close to him, Han Zhou's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He took a deep breath, trying to relieve his restless emotions. However, this action at this moment looked like he was greedily inhaling the girl's breath and the fragrance on her body into his stomach, like a disgusting pervert.
"Tsk."
Seeing this, Mo Yixia seemed to have gotten the answer she wanted. She nodded with satisfaction and slowly turned her head away.
Han Zhou's face turned stiff.
Seeing the other person's half-smile, he immediately sat up from the bed, grabbed the two rabbit ears on her head, and asked with a straight face: "What are you doing?"
Mo Yixia did not resist, her eyes moved down calmly, and she said with some regret: "If you had stood up just now, you would have kissed me."
"It's also possible that your nose might be broken directly..."
Han Zhou said unhappily, and suddenly his expression changed slightly, "Where are you looking at?"
Mo Yixia let him grab the bunny ears on her hat, and she said, "Tsk" like a female gangster, staring at him, "I didn't expect you to have abdominal muscles."
Han Zhou's face darkened, he pulled his shirt casually, let go of the rabbit ears in his hand, and said, "Go back to bed quickly, you won't catch a cold."
It was just a bit of his upper body being seen, so he wasn't embarrassed. He also knew without thinking that even if he condemned him, this guy would retort with something like "You looked at me anyway, so it doesn't hurt if I look at you", so he tactfully skipped the topic.
Mo Yixia felt a little cold. She stared at Han Zhou's bed for a while, and finally trotted back to her own bed. The two ears on her head trembled slightly. She quickly shrank into the quilt, turned over and lay down like before, looking over here with her hands on her chin and blinked.
Han Zhou opened his mouth and felt angry and amused, as well as an indescribable feeling.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he found that every time Mo Yixia entered a relatively new environment, this guy would show some more girlish nature that was rarely revealed compared to usual.
For example, when I changed my school uniform into a skirt yesterday, and when I was in the same room with him today.
He couldn't help but think that perhaps to this girl, her previous boring life had always been like a pool of stagnant water without any wind or waves, and everything in the water was almost stagnant, so she always closed her heart and responded with a cold attitude.
But deep down in her heart, she still secretly looked forward to the scenery she had never seen.
If possible, she didn't seem to mind temporarily releasing part of her inner self in a novel environment.
She is probably happy at this moment.
if it is like this……
"If that's the case, you should take me to see a more colorful life in the future."
As if she could hear his thoughts, the girl, who had been looking at him with her hands on her cheeks, said lazily, "This way, I may become easier to understand, until I completely become like you."
Han Zhou's mouth twitched: "I've been wanting to ask you for a long time, where did you learn these dirty words from?"