I, a Villainous Cannon Fodder, Pick Up the Female Lead at the Start? Chapter 92

Chapter 92: Your Little Mouth is So Sweet~

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“You… you you… didn’t you already dissipate?”

Lin Muyu stared at the face before her that was identical to her own in every detail, her speech becoming stuttered.

mories of what her original self had done to her before dissipating suddenly flashed through her mind, and her originally calm face instantly flushed hot.

“After experiencing those kinds of things so many tis, I didn’t expect you’d still be so innocent~”

Her original self slowly walked closer, her skirt swaying gently with her movents, stirring up an almost imperceptible breeze.

She raised her hand, her fingertips carrying a slightly cool touch as they gently caressed Lin Muyu’s face that was identical to her own, sliding from her brow to the corner of her lips with movents so tender it was as if she were touching fragile treasure.

“Who would want to experience those things?”

Lin Muyu jerked her head away to dodge that hand, her expression instantly darkening as her brows furrowed tightly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on:

“That had nothing to do with love or romance whatsoever, it was purely unreasonable torture!”

“Torture…”

Hearing those two words, her original self’s movents paused, as if rembering sothing.

She slowly withdrew her hand, a barely perceptible dejection creeping into her voice.

But the next second, she changed the subject, pointing at the swing beneath Lin Muyu with a smile that curved her eyes:

“Could you let sit on half of it?”

“But… but this swing is only this big.”

Lin Muyu looked down at the small swing beneath her. The wooden seat was only big enough for one person, and she responded with so hesitation.

“Dummy, this is your dream.”

Her original self reached out a finger and lightly tapped Lin Muyu’s little head, the pressure of her fingertip neither light nor heavy.

“Just make the swing bigger, won’t that work? I really don’t know how you were a teacher in your past life, how did your logical thinking beco so dumb!”

“…”

Lin Muyu was montarily speechless. She opened her mouth but couldn’t say anything, and could only silently comply.

She closed her eyes and silently wished in her heart for the swing to beco bigger, bigger still.

Before long, the swing beneath her truly grew as she wished, as if guided by invisible hands, slowly stretching and widening as the wooden seat extended to provide enough space.

Thinking about it carefully, her original self was right, she really had been influenced too deeply by this body.

How had her forr self, who always loved to be thorough and remained calm and rational, beco so emotional and confused?

In the past, she definitely wouldn’t have been troubled by these things.

“Noticed the problem?”

Her original self chuckled softly, her tone carrying so understanding, as if she had already seen through her thoughts.

She naturally sat on the other half of the swing, then casually wrapped one arm around Lin Muyu’s slender waist, gently resting her head on her shoulder. A faint, indescribable fragrance drifted from her hair, the intimate and natural gesture as if they were ant to be this way.

The warm touch on her shoulder and the tickling sensation of hair brushing against her neck made Lin Muyu’s waist instantly stiffen, all her muscles tensing up as even her breathing beca sowhat labored.

This ambiguous posture, like that of lovers, made her feel flustered and confused.

She indeed instinctively resisted those forceful, rough actions and was even sowhat cold toward them. After all, she wasn’t a masochist. Who would like being forced?

But faced with this kind of gentle intimacy that carried no sense of oppression, she felt as if all her strength had been drained away, unable to even generate thoughts of resistance.

What a pity that there still wasn’t a truly gentle girl by her side.

Perhaps Xiaotao could be considered gentle?

But being with Xiaomu, one timid and one naive, always felt like raising two daughters…

“First, I need to apologize to you.”

Her original self’s voice suddenly beca sincere, breaking the silence.

“I was the one who pulled you into this world, making you suffer so much. I’m sorry.”

“You don’t need to apologize.”

Lin Muyu shook her head, her tone serious and her eyes showing no trace of falseness.

“Thanks to you, I was able to have a second life.”

In her past life, she had already lost her life due to an accident, such an embarrassing accident at that.

If her original self hadn’t pulled her soul into this world, she probably would have completely dissipated between heaven and earth long ago, leaving not even a trace.

Even if she could go back now, she absolutely wouldn’t dare.

That corpse must have been discovered long ago, if she were to resurrect, she’d probably die of social embarrassnt.

“Secondly… you can’t handle it after just 4 tis? What a weakling~”

Her original self suddenly returned to that teasing deanor, the corners of her mouth curving into a mischievous arc.

As she spoke, she brought her face closer, her nose almost touching Lin Muyu’s cheek, clearly wanting to see her flustered and blushing appearance.

Lin Muyu wasn’t to be outdone either. Provoked by this attitude, she almost reflexively retorted without thinking:

“Right, not like you with all your battle experience and rich expertise…”

The mont the words left her mouth, she realized sothing was wrong. Her heart sank with a thud as she abruptly closed her mouth.

Sure enough, the atmosphere around them instantly fell into deathly silence. Even the air seed to freeze, and the previously warm atmosphere suddenly turned cold.

“Are you saying I’m dirty?”

The smile on her original self’s face slowly faded. She gave a self-deprecating laugh, her tone filled with barely concealed dejection, her eyes also dimming as if covered by a layer of gray, making Lin Muyu’s heart tighten.

“I’m sorry >人