Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Shen Mo said there was no rush, but Bai Youwei was anxious for him.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself; her mood was hard to describe.

Originally, she felt a bit of schadenfreude when she saw him unable to find teammates, but later she became anxious, worried that he really wouldn't be able to gather enough people. And now… now that he was only two people away from having a full team, she started to panic again.

On one hand, she hoped his wishes would come true, but on the other hand, she didn't want him to put himself in danger.

These two conflicting feelings were like pulling a tug-of-war, making her extremely restless.

Fortunately, she exchanged for two puzzle pieces from Du Lai, otherwise she would definitely be even more anxious.

…

Bai Youwei tossed and turned in bed.

She probably woke Shen Mo, who wrapped an arm around her and pulled her into his embrace.

"What are you moving around for?" Shen Mo asked near her ear.

His voice was low and husky, his breath warm, brushing against her ear, making it tingle and itch.

Bai Youwei froze for a moment, then stopped moving…

Shen Mo asked her again, "Do you need to go to the bathroom?"

Bai Youwei: "…"

The few remaining traces of a romantic atmosphere instantly dissipated. She felt a wave of disappointment and pinched his arm irritably, "Besides going to the bathroom, can't I have something else on my mind?!"

Shen Mo chuckled softly and asked, "…Thirsty, want a drink of water?"

Bai Youwei didn't want to pinch him anymore, she wanted to bite him!

In his eyes, was she only capable of taking in and letting out water?! Couldn't she have a little bit, just a little bit, of a maiden's heart?!

Bai Youwei was too restless and irritable.

She wriggled in his arms.

Shen Mo sighed with a smile, one arm around her waist, the other helping her to brush away the hair that was pressed under her body, coaxing her, "Go to sleep quickly, don't let your imagination run wild."

"But I can't sleep." She turned over to face him. "Tell me, why would Yan Qingwen and Lü Ang want to enter Game No. 21? Could it be that they're like you, wanting to be saviors?"

"Are you going to keep this up?" Shen Mo pinched her chin and gently pressed it. "When did I ever want to be a savior?"

Bai Youwei pouted. "None of the evaluation team came out, and you ran out to gather people to enter the game. Isn't that being a savior?"

"That's not called being a savior, it's called doing my best." Shen Mo released her, raised his hand and ruffled her hair. "Only by doing my best will I not have any regrets in the future."

Bai Youwei heard this and hummed sullenly, clearly unhappy, but didn't say anything more.

After a moment of silence, she asked again, "You still haven't answered me, why do Yan Qingwen and the others want to enter Game No. 21?"

Shen Mo thought for a while, "…When I met them, Chu Huaijin was also there. Maybe they reached some kind of agreement with the organization, such as, if they clear Game No. 21, they can get a certain item or something."

Bai Youwei was thoughtful.

If there was some kind of transaction or condition involved, then it would make sense.

After all, that would be in line with Yan Qingwen's style of doing things.

Although this person used to be selfless and fearless, it was clear that running a security company after retiring had a greater impact on him. Bai Youwei couldn't help but suspect that he had almost gone bankrupt several times, which was why he had developed such a merchant's temperament—he would eat anything, but he would never suffer a loss.

Shen Mo urged her in a low voice, "Go to sleep quickly…"

"Should we also go and negotiate terms with Chu Huaijin?" Once she started talking about this, Bai Youwei perked up. "We can't let Yan Qingwen take all the advantages."

Shen Mo was helpless. "Didn't we agree before that Professor Song would give him the eight puzzle pieces he had for free? What other benefits do you want? Besides… we don't have enough people right now, so we might not even go in."

Bai Youwei thought for a while and closed her eyes in his arms. "Anyway… we'll know what will happen tomorrow."

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