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Perhaps he noticed that I was staring straight at the door guard, so Tama blocked it with his body anxiously.

"I apologize to you on behalf of my cousin. She is not a very bad person... She, she just felt that she was seen by you... Yes, it was molested. She probably felt that she was molested by you!"

indecent?

I?
It made me dumbfounded for a moment. I admit that I saw the nightgown she was wearing and the part of her skin that was exposed. This was true.

But if she was wearing a dress, there might be more skin exposed.

"Then do you think I molested her?"

"look into my eyes!"

While I know there's no point in putting pressure on this poor fat guy all the time and it's going to make this guy even more anxious and nervous, I'm sorry that there are some things and attitudes that I need to come out of your own mouth to get what I want.

"Uh, no...no!"

well.

"So just because she felt it, she slapped me. Is that right?"

"No, no! No...no?"

"Lin Man, listen to me, no, it's really not what you think!"

Tama seemed to be crying vaguely. It seemed that I had put too much pressure on this guy.

He tried his best to protect his cousin, but he fell into inner conflict after my simple questioning.

He felt sorry for the rude treatment he received from his cousin for bringing me here, but inwardly he was frightened by my potential counterattack.

He was troubled, tormented, and completely at a loss.

As for me?
I can't tell whether putting so much pressure on him is a form of revenge, or whether it's just a playful mentality.

But I just wanted to tell him these questions, but seeing his sad look made me feel a little worried.

To be honest, I actually wanted to see his cousin show such an expression, entangled and scared, worrying about gains and losses.

Humph, you are such a bad thing.

But now that I have figured it out just now, if I can't kill her if we have to live together in the future, then there is actually no point in torturing this guy now.

What's more, the so-called suffering is actually only based on the fact that this poor guy still has a conscience. It's hard to imagine that someone like me wouldn't have such ambivalent emotions at all.

Alas, well, let’s appease this poor soul for now. He won’t get ruined if this continues...

"Okay, okay, I don't blame her."

"really?"

After hearing my words, Tama, who had been gritting his teeth and trying to straighten up to block my view of the door, suddenly relaxed.

With this disbelieving look in his eyes, was it really that resentful that I looked like just now?
"Thinking about it, since I took the initiative to get in, I won't be so angry."

The subtext is that I am still angry, but not as furious as before.

This can be regarded as an art of language. First, admit an assumption that he thinks and accept it calmly, and then use this to express that he should take a step back.

If they didn't take into account that I did it deliberately, then most people would believe it, and be willing to believe my sincerity, and be willing to relax their tense nerves again.

In order to get unexpected results, these little tricks are often quite effective.

Of course, the premise is that the other party already has assumptions or some thinking logic, but these are just their subjective presuppositions or conjectures.

And actually, maybe, this conjecture is just my own subjective presupposition.

Forget it, my head should hurt again if I think about it again.

"Lin Man?"

There was a gentle tug from Tama on my hand, and that was right. Two men squatting at the door of a girl's house chatting with gloomy faces was always not good-looking.

Fine.

"Don't you want to know how I got in?"

Tama was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously, and the meat on his stomach began to tremble.

Very cute, but it's a pity that he is her cousin...

No wonder this guy could slap his chest and say such things to me at that time, hum...

"You should know what this is, right?"

"Student card?"

"Student card……?"

Perhaps because he was still squinting at me, Tama didn't reply and repeated the answer he just gave a little unconfidently.

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt happy. Telling him that I lived here would only arouse his suspicion.

But if he personally took my student ID card and opened the room... what would his expression be like?

You must know that the mysterious roommate he just mentioned means that there is always someone missing in this suite.

That's not right. Lemani should know that I am her roommate, but maybe she didn't reveal this news to others. Even so, she knew that it was due to the operation of forces that led to me living here.

Both emotion and reason are not enough for outsiders.

"Take it."

"Take it?" Tama didn't react for a while. He didn't know what I was going to do, so he could only stiffly take the small book I handed over at my request.

He looked through it hesitantly for a while. He didn't know if it was because he was uneasy, but he actually didn't notice that the address written on it was here. He was just in a daze looking at my funny photos.

Damn, this is a tactical mistake. I didn’t expect him to stare at my ugly photos in this situation...

"Okay, don't look at it!"

"You take it and try to swipe the door behind you."

"Ok?"

Tama hesitated, but still raised his right hand in a daze.

"Didi~!"

The small red light that was flashing regularly turned green at this moment, which meant that the originally locked access control had been successfully unlocked.

"Ok??"

"Didi~!"

"Didi~!"

As if he thought of something, Tama repeated the brush a few more times.

I know he wants to prove something, but unfortunately, kids, every time you swipe, you will hear the same beep sound that means unlocking.

"you……?"

At this moment, Tama's raised hand was trembling slightly, which was obviously not caused by excitement.

Tama's other hand pointed stiffly at the door that had been re-locked after the timeout. He was speechless for a moment and could only repeat the pronunciation of the first half of the word "you".

"Goo!"

The little fat man in front of him swallowed hard. Although the hesitation in his eyes was undisguised, the reality in front of him could only keep tearing at his sanity again.

He looked at the ID in his hand again, and now he really saw the address.

I was pretty happy with the way he looked at that moment, like this was the scene I wanted to see.

I don’t deny that there is a kind of so-called vanity in this. I enjoy the pleasure of being re-examined and having to overturn my image in other people’s minds...

No, wait, what's going on with this villain-like mental monologue?
Am I not supposed to be the kind of person who looks humble and gentle?

Well, okay, maybe there is some reason for this, because now I feel really good looking at his speechless expression.

Although my face may not show anything, who knows that in my heart I have begun to want to see Lemani showing this expression...

Ahem, no, no, I must have been taken away by someone!
Lin Man was not like this before, not like this...

"Okay, come to my house to talk. You're already here, why don't you come in and sit down?"

"Didi~!"

To be honest, I didn't feel much when I looked inside the door just now. It was only when I came in this time that I smelled a faint fragrance in the air.

Previously, the cheap street stall novels on the Internet mentioned that beautiful women are fragrant. Are they true?
Or is it actually supposed to be a shower gel or perfume or something, pickled to taste, right?
After entering the door, you are in a place like a living room, with some simple furniture and a laser projection screen. There are some things like cosmetics and snacks scattered on the coffee table.

There is also... uh, this... isn't her underwear on the sofa next to it... is it?

It's better to walk away first, but I didn't expect her to wear this kind of strap-on underwear...

Cough!

It's pretty good. It seems to be decorated in a pink style. It has a girly feel.

There are a total of 5 rooms, and the doors of 3 of them are opened without any hesitation as to whether they are women's boudoirs. Only one of them is always closed. The card machine at the door is flashing a cold red light, and there are several metal-colored logistics items piled on the ground. Packaging box.

Maybe this is my room?

"Crack!"

Ok?
The door of another closed room suddenly opened, and the dense heat and sweet smell overflowed from it, covering the windows in the room with a thin layer of mist.

Wait...wait a minute, this is probably not the case. She is taking a shower, right?

She had just put on her nightgown, which was still full of water vapor. She couldn't really be taking a...bath, right?

Wait a minute, there's really going to be a misunderstanding this time!

The cute tone was humming something softly. Even though I wanted to turn around as quickly as possible after seeing the door open, but...

"what!!!"

"boom!"

The sharp scream penetrated my eardrums, and I knew that my calm eyes could not hide the strange embarrassment.

"Yes, sorry!"

I didn't see anything, didn't see, didn't see... I just saw her eyes. Yes, I looked directly into her eyes openly, and then turned around immediately!
I might as well take advantage of this opportunity to escape while she hides in the toilet, so that I can escape back to my own room...

But after all, you can avoid the first day of the new year, but you can’t escape the fifteenth day?

How about we quickly find a way to explain it before the misunderstanding expands further?
Although I don’t have a good impression of this guy, I must admit that there seems to be something wrong with me this time...

"What happened?"

Hearing my cousin's shout, Tama, who was still at the door, rushed directly to my side.