Pick Up a Killer as Girlfriend Chapter 185 185: Liking You Has Nothing to Do with You

"Ye Xiaofan, I've already found the person I've been waiting for. From now on, don't co looking for . Let's end it here."

"No, Zuimo, I need you. Please don't go."

"You have your goddess by your side. What difference does it make if I'm here or not? Our fate ends here. Take care."

"No, Zuimo, Zuimo..."

Shen Zuimo? Whose na is this? Why has this guy been in a coma all night, calling out a woman's na?

Ren Ling sat beside Xiaofan's bed, checking his pulse, listening to Xiaofan talking in his sleep.

That's not right. According to my investigation, this guy nad Ye Xiaofan seems to be close to only two won. The first is Liu Siyan, and the other is soone I know too, that's Chen Baicheng's daughter. She was also at Capital University, in the sa departnt as .

Apart from that, who on earth is this Shen Zuimo?

No matter what, Grandma said this person must beco my husband in the future, so no matter how many won he has, there's no mistake that I'll be with him in the future.

Xiaofan lay there until noon. When he woke up, apart from feeling a bit tired, everything else was normal.

Opening the door, a fragrant aroma wafted in.

"You're up? Have so chicken soup." Ren Ling glanced at Xiaofan and then took off the apron she was wearing.

"How did I get back to my room last night?" Although Xiaofan fainted, it doesn't an he lost his mory. He clearly rembers collapsing on the sofa after returning ho and then losing consciousness, but now he's waking up in his own room, which is so strange.

"I helped you in," Ren Ling said truthfully.

"Impossible, I didn't feel a thing."

"You fainted, didn't you know?" Ren Ling asked back while serving the soup.

"That makes it even more impossible. You're so small, how could you possibly carry ?" With that, Xiaofan imagined the scene for a mont. Could this small Ren Ling have carried him back to his room? The scene was too beautiful to imagine.

"You don't believe ? Later, you pinned down on the bed, calling Shen Zuimo's na while taking off my clothes," Ren Ling was obviously lying.

"What? No, can't be?" Initially, if Ren Ling hadn't ntioned Shen Zuimo's na, he definitely wouldn't have believed it. But now he's really starting to doubt if he did anything inappropriate to the Ren Ling in front of him last night.

If he really did, that would be unforgivable. Even if sothing happened, at least let it not be without his knowledge. He hasn't even experienced what that cri feels like.

Pah... a sudden thought nearly made Xiaofan slap himself.

"Be serious. Did I talk in my sleep?" Xiaofan pursed his lips. With his sharp mind, he surely would find the problem soon. If he really did anything, it wouldn't be possible for his clothes to be so neatly dressed.

"Have so soup." Ren Ling didn't answer but handed the bowl of soup he had served to Xiaofan, then said, "If it's you, I wouldn't refuse."

"Oh my gosh," Xiaofan muttered, taking the soup and sipping it. Truth be told, it tasted pretty rich.

This girl is really strange, suddenly barging into his life, and randomly making him soup. Could she really have feelings for him? If that's the case, he must quickly dispel her thoughts.

"You can stay here, but you don't need to say things like you like ."

"But I really do like you."

"Little sister..."

"My na is Ren Ling."

"Alright, Ren Ling, I don't care why you like , nor do I plan to ask about your family situation. I just want to advise you to quickly get rid of the idea of liking . I won't accept you, and it's best not to associate with soone like , as it'll only cause you trouble." Xiaofan said sincerely.

"Want more? I made a lot." Ren Ling didn't care at all about what Xiaofan said. Seeing Xiaofan finishing the soup, she reached out to take the bowl.

"Oh, thanks, another bowl. Cough, weren't you listening to ?" Ye Xiaofan had no idea what was going through this girl's mind.

"Liking you is my own business, it has nothing to do with you. Whether you accept or not is your business." Ren Ling handed another bowl of chicken soup to Xiaofan and walked to her room door, opening it and saying wistfully, "I'm not asking you to leave your girlfriend to be with , what's there to be tense about? Besides, I cook great chicken soup, what's wrong with staying with ?"

A jasmine fragrance wafted through the living room again, a scent Xiaofan felt familiar with.

Of course, the chicken soup was delicious. Xiaofan didn't deny that. But he still couldn't understand why this girl was treating him so well.

"We don't have any feelings for each other. We barely know each other. We don't even know if we're compatible." Xiaofan was still trying to convince her.

"Your na is Ye Xiaofan, almost nineteen years old. You like wearing white or black clothes. You don't have any particular favorite or disliked foods, you're friendly and helpful. You do your best to help your friends. You're a good man. I know you well." Ren Ling continued.

"I..." Xiaofan was speechless, this girl had clearly co well-prepared.

"Feelings can be developed slowly. Anyway, we're living together now, we have plenty of opportunities to interact. I sleep with my door open at night. You can co over anyti you want."

"Cough, cough, cough..." This ti Xiaofan really coughed out loud. What this girl was saying was really perplexing, does she not consider other things?

"Or, if you want to co over now, that's fine too." Ren Ling stepped closer, slowly approaching Xiaofan.

Beneath her low-cut top, as Ren Ling approached, it dipped downward, and the youthful fragrance ca suddenly and softly.

Instantly, that dry mouth sensation returned. Why was he so easily provoked by her? Could it be that deep down, he really has so kind of perverted mindset, an attraction to...?

The jasmine fragrance continued. Xiaofan's breathing started to beco chaotic. And Ren Ling, she was still closing in, her little cherry mouth slightly parted.

With such initiative, Xiaofan was at a loss for what to do. What should he do? Pushing her away seed like the best option, but unexpectedly, deep down, he hoped she wouldn't stop.

'Click.' At that mont, the door suddenly sounded with the noise of a key turning.

"Ye Xiaofan, what's going on? Today is the last day of the holiday, and you're still not going to school?" Chen i'Er opened the door and shouted inside without another word.

The feeling from a mont ago felt extrely weird to Xiaofan. He knew himself the best, no matter how desperate he might be, it's impossible to have urges toward a stranger. Yet, strangely, this feeling lingered in his mind. Hearing after Chen i'Er ca, Xiaofan felt as if he found a lifesaving straw.