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Chapter Ninety: Leave the Big Bed to Me!
“Uh, L, what do you mean by that kiss?”
“Of course it’s like this—”
Then Sumu looked in surprise at L’s delicate fingers, which were moving apart and landing above and below her cherry lips, before she extended her pink tongue, skillfully licking her lips back and forth.
The crystalline moisture extending from the tip of her tongue lingered between her fingers and tongue, and that clear gloss made Sumu almost instantly understand L’s thoughts.
I will never believe the nonsense about little girls being innocent and carefree again.
To be honest, I am not pure at all at this age; I’m just a little boy.
“Thinking too highly of yourself, at such a young age, always moving these crooked thoughts, I’m just taking you out to relax, not letting you take advantage of me.”
“Promise me, Sumu, there’s nothing else fun to do out here, right?”
So we can only play…
L blinked her watery light purple eyes at Sumu, and he found himself somewhat unable to cope.
She could never have imagined that one day she would be teased by L, even though the other party was just an innocent girl now.
“Forget it, I really can’t stand you, close your eyes.”
Watching L like this, Sumu helplessly said, and she promptly obediently shut her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering, seemingly anticipating a possible surprise.
Her moisturized cherry lips still gleamed, sending a warm invitation to Sumu, but he shook his head, holding L’s hand and gently kissing her fair forehead.
Like a gentle peck from a small bird, L’s body trembled slightly as her eyes flew open.
The warm touch faded in an instant, the girl’s pink hair brushed softly against her face, teasing her, expressing feelings that were not yet resolved.
The pink-haired girl, who planted a sweet strawberry on her forehead, had long since hidden her shyness well, and at this moment was sipping fruit tea as if nothing had happened.
As long as she was by her side, Sumu felt he could always continue to act spoiled…
In Sumu’s astonished gaze, L’s petite figure grew taller at an astonishing speed until it reached the height between Sumu’s brows.
When she opened her eyes again, L did not feel uncomfortable due to the change in height of her field of vision because she had already regained her memories.
“Thank you, Sumu. I just expressed a lot of sincere feelings; it’s been so long since I’ve opened my heart like this. Luckily, we’re no longer strangers, right?”
Not strangers, then that means—
“You need to make it up to me. My losses are quite significant.”
Especially that reluctant squeeze given earlier.
“I know. From now on, you just need to watch; we’ll meet outside soon, and then… I’ll treat you to hot milk tea.”
Is your milk tea proper?
Although she grumbled internally, Sumu unconsciously nodded.
The two walked out of the Snow King, and the fake sunlight outside suddenly vanished, replaced by the setting of the Martial Arts Hall.
The Snow King and the Martial Arts Hall can be considered two independent scenes in the dream, while the blurry street view seen earlier was merely a “passage.”
As Sumu followed closely behind L, he felt a sudden chill at his ankles the moment he stepped into the Martial Arts Hall, leaving him feeling uneasy.
Oppressive and dark, such an atmosphere had accumulated to an unbearable extent at this moment, because the former Luo Jialan had only just finished writing at this point.
But even after finishing, she certainly did not feel relieved. On the contrary, she would have to recite this “correct” reflection to Luo Linglan with a heavy heart.
However, the current L had already made up her mind.
Countless people fantasized after reaching adulthood about returning to the past with memories, making up for those past regrets, recovering many inevitably incurred pains, or seeing some people they could no longer meet.
Sumu felt this way, and so did L. Any magical girl who struggles out of the abyss will gain the opportunity to realize these visions.
This is known as an extra possibility, a new choice corresponding to every memory point.
Many people worry that even with new experiences and new ideas, returning to a complicated past will definitely change the outcome?
It certainly isn’t guaranteed, but this is a dream.
Here, it’s only what Luo Jialan says that counts.
“This isn’t needed anymore.”
Looking at the text that Sumu had helped revise, a fleeting softness flashed in L’s eyes, and then she gently tore it off, placing it on the desk before tearing up the previous drafts that had caused her displeasure, binding them to a sandbag.
Even though she had written them herself, those things should have long gone to hell.
Sumu was right; whether it’s correct, whether it conforms to the rules, whether it may offend others, sometimes one has to give way to one’s own feelings.
Clearly having faced very frustrating situations, why should she continue to restrain herself?
L gently patted Sumu’s back, signaling her to move aside, then she adopted a ready stance, her legs firmly planted on the floor, exuding a wild beauty.
In the next moment, Sumu’s eyes widened in shock.
The sandbag, which had always seemed unbreakable, was actually as fragile as paper beneath L’s slender arms, instantly pierced through by an incredible force.
Then, it belatedly realized that the power had been transmitted, escaping from L’s arm and leaving a dark hole in the wooden ceiling, getting stuck up there.
Almost entirely relying on sheer force, it was clear even without saying how unimaginably pure it was.
The fragments of the sandbag mixed with the scattered paper, fluttering in the air just as Luo Linglan was startled by the noise and rushed in, getting buried among them.
“What are you doing? How does breaking things solve any problems?”
“It doesn’t solve anything, but I’m feeling great. Besides, I’ll be the one to clean this up in the future, so you don’t need to worry.”
L relaxed her waist, still savoring the satisfaction from that moment.
The feeling in the dream is so good; not only can she subtly tease the girl she likes, but she can also freely smash things without worrying about being blamed.
Luo Linglan listened to L’s words in a daze, her usually calm face revealing some anger, which shattered her delicate features.
The dark magic power brought with it a strong desire for control, pressing down on L, causing her to involuntarily pale.
Even after such a long time, she still found it hard to face this woman’s fury calmly.
“This is outrageous; I never taught you to think like this.”
“The outrageous one is you. I’ve never been happy because of the things you taught me. Apart from putting pressure on me, what else have you done? Do you really think you’ve always been right?”
Upon hearing this, the tentacles that emerged behind Luo Linglan froze in mid-air.
“I don’t care whether what you did is right or wrong. Right now, I just want you to hurry up and disappear, and leave the big bed to me!”
The big bed… what do you want to do?!
