I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2668 - 1659: Let Go of the Savior Complex (2)

"He probably won’t hit you."

The young Daoist nun murmured to herself, seeming quite mysterious.

Li Shuru sensed something was amiss and became curious, "Has he hit others before?"

Tanki Liuli looked at her but suddenly fell silent.

The Daoist Sister remained neutral.

Neither siding nor opposing.

Although she protected Li Shuru, she also maintained someone’s privacy, without broadcasting his violent acts.

Tanki Liuli didn’t respond, and Li Shuru didn’t press for an answer. After all, no matter how broad-minded one’s thinking, it’s impossible to associate "hit" with something X-rated.

"Can I sleep here tonight?"

See?

Being a good person requires paying a price.

Help once, and immediately you’re relied upon.

"Why."

"Because, I don’t want to see him tonight."

Tanki Liuli glanced at her for a moment, unsure what she was thinking, then succinctly said, "There are many rooms."

Li Shuru smiled wryly, "Those rooms can’t block him. Only yours can keep him out."

Tanki Liuli was silent.

She seemed unable to find a reason to refuse.

The Daoist Sect doesn’t emphasize mercy but also doesn’t mind helping others.

Besides.

This house originally belongs to her.

Having been in the world for so long, the young Daoist nun understands these human affairs, or else she wouldn’t have helped earlier.

"Thank you."

Li Shuru thanked her again and walked towards the big bed. When she lifted the covers, a rich and refreshing fragrance wafted through.

This was definitely a scent beyond any high-end perfume blend.

There’s no fairness in this world.

Even in creating humans, Nuannuan was full of favoritism.

Li Shuru felt no envy, and was content with her happiness, knowing many women envied her too. Sitting on the bed, she patted the side.

Tanki Liuli seemed still a bit shy and didn’t move immediately.

"I sleep very quietly."

Li Shuru reassured her.

Only then did Tanki Liuli come over, but her steps were slow, a bit of a... hesitant movement.

Li Shuru chuckled.

"Have you never shared a bed with someone else?"

By the time she finished speaking, she regretted it.

What kind of question was that?

Too rude.

Easily misinterpreted.

Just like what someone said earlier, such nonsense.

But after all, the young Daoist nun is from outside world, perhaps her thoughts aren’t as simple as before entering the secular world, yet surely still pure, not mistaken. She silently walked to the side of the bed, lifted the covers, and sat at the edge, like a breathtaking statue.

And.

Li Shuru realized something amazing.

Her eyelashes seemed just like exquisite, non-blinking decorations.

"Have you thought about your future life?"

Sleep, surely wouldn’t come.

Li Shuru believed, it was the same for her.

Despite living under the same roof for so long, they hadn’t truly had a heart-to-heart conversation.

"I mean, after leaving him, what do you plan to do? Return to the mountain?"

"Master asked me to follow him."

Li Shuru knew how someone "acquired" such a "peerless bodyguard," and continued, "Your master asked you to follow him, but won’t let you follow him forever. Haven’t you considered your own future? Can you still adapt to the life on the mountain?"

Those eyes were still unwavering, tranquil, and distant.

"I listen to my master."

But your master can’t always be with you.

No matter how high your martial skills, you’re not an immortal; ultimately, you can’t escape birth, aging, illness, and death.

Li Shuru opened her mouth, but didn’t speak the truthful yet rude words, instead it turned into a wry smile.

She couldn’t understand the other’s world.

And.

Can’t even attempt to comprehend.

If she hadn’t seen it firsthand, she’d never believe such reclusive experts still exist in modern society.

"What kind of person do you think he is?"

Li Shuru sat at the head of the bed, bent her legs, and rested her chin on her knees.

No answer.

Like asking a grade schooler with an exam question, somewhat out of range.

"If one day he does something that makes you unhappy, would you still follow him?"

Li Shuru changed the approach, drastically lowering the difficulty level.

"Are you unhappy?"

Li Shuru was taken aback by the counter-question, then tilted her head and burst into soundless laughter.

How "foolish" was that?

Perhaps this is what’s called great wisdom appearing foolish?

Unable to help her laughter, Li Shuru shook her head, "Unhappy... not quite, just, well."

All emotions turned into a sigh full of mixed feelings.

If in the beginning, at the bar "first encounter," she could foresee the future, perhaps she’d "keep her distance."

After all, love is always selfish, no one willingly shares.

But the problem is.

No one possesses the divine skills of foresight.

She couldn’t possibly imagine that the "super simpering pup" condemned by all would later become a "heartthrob" with an overflow of romantic interests?

Even if someone returned to that moment, claiming to be a time traveler, that guy surnamed Jiang would become a philandering playboy, she’d surely scoff.

Not just her, probably no one would believe it.

"No wonder men like to lie; sometimes, we really dislike the truth."

Li Shuru hugged her knees, muttered to herself, ended with a smile and corrected the inappropriate use of "we."

"Sorry, I was talking about myself."

Tanki Liuli remained silent.

Li Shuru put down her legs.

"Let’s sleep."

She pulled up the blanket, lay down, finally stopping her strumming on the ox... no, ceased disturbing others’ rest.

Tanki Liuli also lay down.

Though sharing a bed, they were quite far apart, with enough space for another person, even an adult male.

But evidently no one else had such privilege.

Li Shuru soon closed her eyes, stopped chattering, while Tanki Liuli lay quietly staring at the ceiling, unclear if contemplating what conflict arose between them, or simply not accustomed to sharing a bed for the first time.

Li Shuru seemed to have a big heart, her breathing quickly became steady, soon she fell asleep.

Or should we say.

Though she made quite a fuss, she didn’t really take things to heart?

Tanki Liuli unconsciously closed her eyes too, attempting to sleep, but suddenly, her eyes reopened.

Turns out Li Shuru had moved closer.

Though her eyes were closed, from her breathing it was clear it was entirely unconscious behavior.

It’s human nature to be drawn to beautiful things.

Blame the young Daoist nun for being a natural fragrance machine.

Besides.

It’s winter.

Everyone instinctually cuddles towards warmth.

Originally, there was room for an adult between them, avoiding intrusion, quite well. But Li Shuru moved closer and closer, her arm even touched Tanki Liuli’s arm.

Tanki Liuli quickly withdrew her arm, and also shifted to the other side.

As expected.

Li Shuru "followed."

"..."

Then came a dramatic scene; two women on a bed in "you chase, I evade," the difference being one was awake and the other asleep.

Finally, the former was driven to the edge, with no room to retreat.

Back any further, and she’d fall off.

Looking at the still unconsciously sniffing Li Shuru, Tanki Liuli remained motionless. If the blanket were lifted, you’d see her legs rigidly straightened, tightly pressed together, arms tightly against her body, occupying the smallest possible space.

Who just said they slept quietly?

Clearly feeling her waist being "touched," Tanki Liuli’s whole body tensed, for the first time a flustered, awkward expression surfaced on her pristine face.

Uncertain how long had passed, she finally decided to act, slowly raised her arm, gently grabbing the other’s hand and placing it back.

But soon.

The hand reached over again.

What was that saying?

Let go of the helping heart!

After several repetitions, Tanki Liuli ceased to move, stiffly staring, her gaze shifted from the ceiling to the door.

Why doesn’t anyone come knocking at the door? (;¬＿¬)