After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady

Xu Musen watched as Liu Rushuang's car disappeared from view.

The drizzle outside was continuous, and the wind was actually getting a bit cold.

A hand stretched out and gently closed the door.

Yao Mingyue stood in front of him with an undisguised pleasure.

"Don't catch a cold from the wind, go take a shower first, don't worry, I won't peek."

Yao Mingyue pursed her lips, smiling.

However, Xu Musen always felt that the way she spoke should be his lines.

"You've had a tiring day, take a shower," "Your body smells so nice, your skin is so white," "I'll just hug you," "Don't leave tonight, okay," "I'll just hold you, I promise I won't make a move," "Don't worry, I'll definitely take responsibility for you..."

"You go first."

Xu Musen went to prepare a cup of tea.

Yao Mingyue sat on the sofa, took off her trench coat, and slowly lifted her legs, starting to remove the black stockings from her legs.

Underneath the stockings, her smooth and white legs were dazzlingly white under the light.

"What are you doing?" Xu Musen asked her.

"Changing into pajamas, aren't we supposed to take a shower?"

Yao Mingyue replied with a smile.

She closed her legs together, rolled the stockings she had just taken off into a ball, and threw them onto the sofa right next to Xu Musen.

Xu Musen glanced at her while making tea.

"Don't just throw your smelly socks around."

"You're having tea, right? I just gave you a teabag, maybe it even smells like jasmine?"

Yao Mingyue giggled.

Xu Musen was at a loss for words, but indeed, there was always a floral scent on Yao Mingyue, and it varied slightly throughout the year.

Sometimes it was like rose, sometimes gardenia, sometimes like lotus, jasmine...

Maybe this is what people online talk about, the body's hormone selection. If you can smell the other person's natural scent, it's your body's genes choosing them.

Xu Musen ignored her and continued to make tea.

As Yao Mingyue was holding her pajamas, heading to the bathroom, she poked her head out and said to Xu Musen, "You're not planning to sneak off while I'm taking a shower, are you?"

Xu Musen took a sip of tea and nodded, "That's actually a good idea."

Upon hearing this, Yao Mingyue craftily smiled, "Too bad you don't have the chance. I bet your clothes are already in the washing machine, so if you want to go back, you'd have to wear pajamas."

Xu Musen's pajamas were very thin. Wearing them to stroll back to the school would probably land him on the forum the next day.

He took out his phone; An Nuannuan had sent several messages, all about some food she was looking forward to him making the following day.

"Okay, I'll make it for you tomorrow."

"Hehe, you're so nice to me. (Bunny nodding)"

The happiness could be felt through her texts.

Xu Musen smiled as he replied to the messages.

"So with me being so good to you, how will you repay me?"

There was a pause on the other side of the phone, and then she sent a picture.

In the picture, there was a drawer arranged neatly, filled with various colors and types of little socks.

It was like the merchandise neatly displayed in a supermarket for people to pick out.

"?"

"You can pick one."

"??"

"Two is also fine."

"???"

Xu Musen was speechless. What's with the young girls these days?

It was all about stockings and little cotton socks, as if they were trying to confirm his perversions.

...

The bathroom door opened, and Yao Mingyue came out after her shower.

She was wearing a pale red nightgown, her long, lush, and soft hair naturally draped over her shoulders, making her look as delicate as a newly blossomed lotus.

She came in front of Xu Musen with her long hair still damp, holding a hairdryer, and asked, "Could you help me blow-dry my hair?"

"Do it yourself."

"But my hair is too long, I can't reach the back, and you wouldn't want to see me catch a cold, would you?"

Yao Mingyue said, sounding somewhat pitiful.

Indeed, the night was particularly cold, and without the heating on in the empty villa, it felt even chillier.

She continued, "You said it yourself, we've been friends since our childhood, can't you fulfill such a small request? You even said you'd properly thank me later."

The 'last time' Yao Mingyue referred to was when she led people to smash a warehouse to help Xu Musen find evidence.

Xu Musen certainly hadn't forgotten; he was someone who clearly distinguished gratitude and resentment.

The accounts of their past lives had already been settled.

In this life, there was nothing between the two of them that couldn't be resolved.

What he was worried about was that Yao Mingyue might still fall deeper, just as she had in their past life.

As childhood friends, and with Liu Rushuang in the picture, he still hoped that Yao Mingyue could have a life of her own.

If it were just a matter of helping a childhood friend, naturally, it wouldn't be a problem.

Xu Musen sighed quietly.

"Sit tight."

"Mhm!"

Yao Mingyue immediately showed a delighted expression, sitting on the sofa while Xu Musen plugged in the hairdryer.

He began to help her dry her hair.

The girl's hair was very soft to the touch; Xu Musen gently lifted her strands, the scent of shampoo and the girl's faint floral aroma blending together intoxicatingly.

Girls' hair really is hard to blow-dry, and you have to be extra careful, too.

"Musen, I remember when we were little, you also helped me blow-dry my hair like this."

Yao Mingyue suddenly spoke, unable to hide her smile, "It's just that back then, you would either use the cool setting or blast hot air, almost frying my hair, and you got a beating from Auntie for that."

Recalling the long-ago event, Xu Musen also had some memory of it; it should have been back in elementary school.

There was no one else at home, and after Yao Mingyue washed her hair, she couldn't dry her long hair by herself.

He volunteered to dry her hair, but he almost scorched her scalp, nearly turning Yao Mingyue into a little baldy.