LOT -Chapter 240 The Feigned Suffering Strategy

After finally spending a little time with her sister, an unexpected guest showed up almost immediately.

“Ran’er, so you’re here! I went down the mountain and bought some snacks. Want to try some?”

Ji Qianhua held two oil-paper-wrapped packages. Lin Mo sniffed them and they smelled quite delicious.

This guy is always trying to please my sister. Doesn’t he know she doesn’t eat greasy stuff?

Lin Mo snorted, then took the packages from him. “You’ve known my sister for so many years, yet you don’t understand her at all. Don’t you know she doesn’t eat greasy food now?”

Ji Qianhua watched as she casually unwrapped the paper and shoved a pork knuckle into her mouth, his expression a mixture of helplessness and disbelief.

Bai Xiao had already taken the other package. Mmm, this pork knuckle was fragrant—tastier than anything sold in the capital.

“Well, my sister doesn’t eat this, so it would be a waste. I’ll help you finish it—no need to thank me.”

Lin Mo ate happily, grease running from her mouth. The summer resort was great, but tasty food was scarce.

Ji Qianhua and Lin Ran exchanged glances: …After all these years, she hasn’t changed a bit—if she wants to eat, she just eats, and still finds a reason for it.

Though Lin Ran really didn’t like greasy food, mainly because of the heat—eating it made her feel uncomfortable.

“Qianhua-gege, come sit and rest a bit. Look at the sweat on your forehead,” Lin Ran said, handing him her handkerchief.

Ji Qianhua smiled and was about to take it, but Lin Mo, quick as a flash, grabbed the handkerchief into her own lap and handed him the one she had just wiped her mouth with.

“Men and women shouldn’t touch each other, use Bai Xiao’s.”

Bai Xiao: …

Ji Qianhua: …

How presumptuous! Sharing a handkerchief between two grown men? What are you thinking?

Lin Ran bit her lip, hiding a smile. Ji Qianhua’s expression was just too funny.

No matter what physical contact occurred afterward, Lin Mo always had to insert herself into the situation.

Finally, Ji Qianhua couldn’t stand it and carried her on his shoulder.

“Ran’er, I just remembered something I need to handle with Mo’er. I’ll come back later.”

Bai Xiao watched Lin Mo being carried away, still chewing her pork knuckle without moving a muscle.

Lin Ran saw him still eating and asked with concern, “Aren’t you going to follow?”

Bai Xiao finished his piece and casually took Lin Mo’s half-eaten knuckle, thinking: No need. Nothing will happen anyway, and I can sense any trouble from here. Besides, if I don’t finish this half knuckle now, it’ll be gone by the time she returns.

Lin Ran was speechless. So, the half pork knuckle is more important than a person, huh?

That girl had gnawed it into all sorts of shapes, yet he could still eat it—and enjoy it. Not the first time he had finished Lin Mo’s leftovers.

As for Lin Mo, carried off by Ji Qianhua, she wasn’t quite as comfortable—but she still managed to find a cozy position.

She even rubbed the grease from her mouth and hands onto his back.

Afterwards, she said, “Qian-Qian-ge, your clothes don’t absorb grease well. Feels like I can’t even wipe my hands clean.”

Feeling the greasy little brat on his shoulder, Ji Qianhua’s veins bulged with frustration.

“You little brat! Behave yourself. Who told you to rub grease on me? And don’t call me ‘Qian-Qian-ge’! Call me ‘Hua-gege’ or ‘Qianhua-gege.’”

‘Qian-Qian-ge’—he used to think it was a cute childhood nickname. But after seeing her call a bull’s genitals “niu-jijī,” he could never take that name seriously again.

Lin Mo grabbed his ear and chuckled. “I’ve always called you Qian-Qian-ge. I can’t change! And I’ll tell you, if you want to marry my sister, you have to get past me first. So I suggest you treat me well, or I’ll whisper things in my sister’s ear!”

Feeling the greasy little hands on his ears, Ji Qianhua was on the verge of collapse.

“Take your hands off my ears! Rubbing grease on my clothes isn’t enough, you have to rub my ears too?”

“Since you have feelings for my sister, shouldn’t you help me? We grew up together, and I’ve always taken care of you.”

Actually, today the two pork knuckles were specifically bought for Lin Mo. He knew Lin Ran hadn’t been fond of greasy food recently. Every time he came to see her, his hands were busy delivering lighter snacks, already sent to her room.

“Eat my pork knuckle and help me talk for me. Otherwise, don’t expect me to send you anything tasty again.”

Lin Mo grabbed his hair, refusing to let go. “No!”

The two, close as siblings if not closer, started wrestling. By the time Lin Ran and Bai Xiao arrived, Ji Qianhua’s hair was nearly pulled out.

“You brat, let go! Why do you always grab hair?”

Lin Mo’s hands were being held too. “Let go of my hands and I’ll let go of your hair.”

Seeing the two tangled on the floor, Lin Ran sighed helplessly. Even at their age, they still fought like this.

Bai Xiao, excited, gave a tip: “Tickle him! Tickle him!”

Lin Mo’s eyes lit up. She tickled Ji Qianhua, who immediately burst out laughing, twisting like a shrimp.

Lin Mo got up from the ground, wiped her face, and said proudly, “Even the undefeated little general can’t beat me!”

Lin Ran watched her tricky maneuvers and quietly shut her mouth. As long as you’re happy.

Ji Qianhua lay on the ground, hopeless. After Lin Mo and Bai Xiao happily left, he pitifully sat up.

“This brat, who can control her? Ran’er, look at what she did to me.”

He rolled up his sleeve—two teeth marks clearly on his forearm.

Lin Ran patted his hand apologetically and tidied his hair. “I told you to avoid provoking her. Mo’er usually has a sense of limits. Otherwise, you wouldn’t just have these two marks; your hair wouldn’t even be on your head.”

Ji Qianhua hugged Lin Ran’s hand, sniffling, while she comforted him carefully.

When Lin Ran wasn’t looking, Ji Qianhua smirked.

Hmph, that little brat wants to fight him? She doesn’t know there’s a trick called the feigned suffering strategy. If he doesn’t want to get bitten, she probably won’t even get close to him.