Chapter 559 : Why Is My Mom’s Panties in Your Pocket!
"So cold~ I really don’t feel like going out…"
Stepping out of her house, Ling Ning shivered as the cold air seemed to pierce her soul. She exhaled softly, watching the white mist rise and dissipate.
Okay, maybe it wasn’t *that* cold—she just had a low tolerance for chilly weather. Spending all her time in the warmth of a kotatsu certainly didn’t help.
Sighing lightly, she shook her head. She didn’t want to go out, but she had promised Chen Ruo. And while inviting Chen Ruo to her house seemed like a good idea, with Chen Ruo’s abysmal sense of direction, she’d probably get lost before even making it out of her building.
Reaching the gate of her apartment complex, Ling Ning hesitated briefly. While she could probably mooch a breakfast at Lin Yue’s place, she decided it’d be better to buy some food to bring over.
Fortunately, a breakfast street was nearby. After buying enough for three people, she headed straight to Chen Ruo’s house. She arrived at the door just after eight o’clock.
Ling Ning hesitated again. Was she a bit too early? She wasn’t sure if Chen Ruo was awake, but Lin Yue probably was.
She pressed the doorbell, and shortly after, Lin Yue opened the door. The girl’s drowsy expression immediately turned guarded upon seeing Ling Ning.
"What… what are you doing here?"
"Xiao Yue, didn’t your Mom tell you? I’m here to discuss work with her~" Ling Ning said with a cheerful smile.
"Tch."
Though clearly displeased, Lin Yue still opened the door wider to let Ling Ning in.
Noticing Lin Yue’s sleepy state, Ling Ning asked apologetically, "Did I wake you up?"
"Not really. I was about to get up anyway," Lin Yue said, stifling a yawn.
"That’s good. Oh, and you don’t need to cook breakfast—I’ve already brought some. Your portion should still be warm, but your Mom’s might need reheating."
Seeing the breakfast on the table, Lin Yue nodded and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. She felt it was impolite to greet a guest while still looking half-asleep.
Watching her leave, Ling Ning thought of something and asked, "By the way, is your Mom still asleep?"
"Yeah. You’ll have to wake her yourself."
Shrugging, Ling Ning made her way to Chen Ruo’s bedroom. As she entered, she noticed the room was slightly tidier than the last time she visited—if not for the scattered panties everywhere.
Blinking at the sight, Ling Ning wondered what was going on. If it were some indescribable items, she could understand, but panties? Was Chen Ruo planning to focus her next work on panties?
She picked up a blue-and-white striped pair from the chair and glanced around at the other scattered pairs. Chen Ruo’s taste in panties seemed surprisingly juvenile.
Not that Ling Ning had room to judge—she herself preferred her trusty bear-patterned ones.
Just as she was examining the panties, the lump under the blankets on the bed stirred. Slowly, a groggy Chen Ruo opened her eyes. Her blurry vision landed on a tall, slender figure near the bed, holding… her panties.
Still half-asleep, Chen Ruo rubbed her eyes and squinted for a better look. It was Ling Ning! And that wasn’t all—Ling Ning was holding the blue-and-white striped panties she had worn the night before, looking oddly pleased.
Sensing movement from the bed, Ling Ning looked up and saw Chen Ruo staring at her with a dazed, slightly shocked expression—like she was seeing a pervert in action.
For a moment, Ling Ning froze. Then, realizing the situation, she instinctively stuffed the panties into her pocket. "Oh, Chen Ruo, you’re awake! I was just about to call you!"
"I… I…"
"Ahem. I brought breakfast, so you should get up soon before it gets cold. Well, I’ll head out now!"
With that, Ling Ning hastily exited the room, leaving Chen Ruo sitting on the bed, staring at the closed door in stunned silence.
Did Ling Ning just pocket her panties? Could it be that Ling Ning was actually… a perverted lunatic? The more Chen Ruo thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
Suddenly, she envisioned herself being taken to Ling Ning’s basement and turned into a "hot weapon." A blush crept up her face at the thought.
Shaking her head vigorously, Chen Ruo tried to dispel the idea. No, no, if Ling Ning were a perverted lunatic, she wouldn’t still be lying peacefully in bed. Surely, it was just a misunderstanding.
While Chen Ruo was lost in her thoughts, Ling Ning had returned to the living room, idly flipping through TV channels. Morning programs were boring; she eventually settled on the news.
Lin Yue emerged from the bathroom, looking much more put-together. Compared to her earlier grogginess, she now exuded a sense of competence—though using that word to describe a young girl felt odd, it was the impression she gave.
At least to Ling Ning, Lin Yue seemed far more reliable than her directionally challenged mother.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Lin Yue asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, nothing. Just thinking how adorable you are~"
"Tch."
Ignoring Ling Ning’s teasing, Lin Yue sat beside her and began eating the breakfast Ling Ning had brought.
As she ate, Lin Yue’s eyes drifted to Ling Ning’s coat pocket, which seemed slightly bulging. A hint of blue-and-white fabric peeked out. Focusing on it, Lin Yue realized—it was her Mom’s panties! But why were they in Ling Ning’s pocket!?
Her shocked expression made Ling Ning follow her gaze. When she saw what Lin Yue was looking at, her face froze.
"Why… why is my Mom’s panties in your pocket!?"
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Author’s Note:
Fake news: Edinburgh definitely isn’t in the pool!