Chapter Twenty-One: Where Is the Fish?!

Hearing this, Qin Lin’er hurriedly locked the door behind her. If she let Liu Ruoxi in, her poor backside would be doomed. Liu Ruoxi, seeing that Qin Lin’er wasn’t coming out, quietly dragged over a chair and sat right outside the door, her gaze fixed intently on the handle like a predator.

Inside, Qin Lin’er pressed her ear to the door, listening for any sound. When all seemed quiet, she assumed Liu Ruoxi had left, cautiously opened the door, and poked her head out—only to be startled out of her wits.

Liu Ruoxi had been waiting for this moment. Like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, she pushed Qin Lin’er onto the bed. “Trying to hide, are you?” Liu Ruoxi teased, pinching Qin Lin’er’s ear until it turned bright red.

Qin Lin’er shook her head, trying desperately to dodge, and cried out, “Let go of me! If you’ve got guts, fight me fair and square!”

Liu Ruoxi laughed at her antics. “Dream on, you think I’d let you go?”

“By the way, is that mole of yours real? Let me see!” Liu Ruoxi flipped Qin Lin’er over and started to pull at her pants.

“You pervert! Shameless!” Qin Lin’er clung desperately to her trousers, thanking the heavens for their sturdy quality.

Suddenly—rip! Qin Lin’er stared in bewilderment. Liu Ruoxi, holding a scrap of fabric, was equally dumbfounded.

“Liu Ruoxi! I’m not letting you get away with this!” Qin Lin’er roared in fury. But the outcome was predictable—she was pinned to the bed, Liu Ruoxi exclaiming, “Wow, you really do have it! And it’s a red mole! Impre