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Chapter 344 Ling Mo’s Little Thoughts

Upon hearing this, Ling Mo’s expression showed little change. He snapped his fingers, and a glass wall materialized around them, completely enclosing the two.

“This glass lets us see outside but not the other way around, so Xinyan doesn’t have to worry about being seen.” He surveyed the surroundings and said solemnly, “Let’s just undress here…”

Xia Xinyan didn’t think too much and climbed onto the bed, taking off all her outer clothing.

After all, they had been sleeping together for quite a while now. Although it wasn’t often, Ling Mo had indeed seen her in nothing but her underwear… Perhaps it was the residual memories from her previous life, but she didn’t feel too awkward about it.

Her only concern was whether Ling Mo might take the opportunity to do something inappropriate because he could not control himself.

A splendid hall that can be entered with just one step is often the most tempting existence.

However, at least for now, Xia Xinyan felt quite at ease with this guy.

Because she still held the initiative—at least that’s what she thought.

Ling Mo was rather honest. After climbing onto the bed and sitting in front of her, he took a deep breath in front of her body clad only in underwear, slowly reached out, and touched her arms.

Then, he gently grasped her arms, beginning to explore her inch by inch.

Xia Xinyan slightly pursed her lips.

…Sure enough, this kind of action was still unfamiliar.

It shouldn’t need getting accustomed to—wasn’t this already beyond the boundaries?

If it weren’t for the necessity of the situation, she definitely wouldn’t let Ling Mo do this.

Yet watching this guy treat the matter with such seriousness, as if studying a treasure, still made her feel a bit strange.

Not because the situation was awkward, but because… she realized she actually had no repulsion towards such matters anymore.

Even if she regarded Ling Mo as a close friend, as someone she had raised herself, normally such intimate acts wouldn’t occur; this was far beyond the limits of their relationship.

But she really couldn’t bring herself to feel disgusted.

Now that she thought back, even if she herself was reluctant, her bottom line had been gradually lowered—if kissing was initially just an act of replenishing energy or healing Ling Mo out of necessity, then this current situation was hard to explain.

The most important thing was that she had never allowed Ling Mo to do such things before; kissing was different, this was the first time, and it had already shed any psychological burden.

This was precisely what made her feel strange.

So she had already reached such a high level of acceptance towards Ling Mo?

Clearly, she had previously said she wanted to hold the initiative… now that thought seemed like a joke against herself.

“Mo Mo.” She finally couldn’t help but speak.

Ling Mo looked up at her, “What’s wrong?”

Xia Xinyan: “…”

She didn’t even know what was wrong with her.

The more she became aware of her inner thoughts, the more anxious she felt.

It was as if if she didn’t struggle a bit, something would happen that could never be reversed.

But how to struggle, she didn’t know.

So after a moment of silence, she said a bit suffocatingly, “Are you done?”

She inexplicably felt she had lost.

Ling Mo thought she was just shy. Though a little reluctant, he smiled and said, “I’m done, put on some clothes.”

He had already finished long ago.

The delay was mainly for another purpose—

He wanted to see what Xinyan’s reaction would be.

Up until now, he still hadn’t grasped what her feelings towards their relationship really were—this couldn’t be blamed on him since Xia Xinyan herself hadn’t figured it out. So, although Ling Mo had shown tendencies to take the initiative, he still leaned towards a conservative approach most of the time.

He could sense that Xinyan was quite sensitive regarding this aspect; however, being a girl, it was normal for her to feel shy. He had promised to wait until she was ready, but it didn’t mean he could do nothing.

So what he had been trying to do was guide Xinyan to gradually let go… in other words, constantly challenge her limits.

Now it seemed to have yielded considerable results.

Even regarding such matters, Xinyan had shown hardly any resistance.

This made Ling Mo quite happy.

And what he needed to do next was… formally take Xinyan as his wife.

Xinyan had once said she hoped to give him the real beauty only after marriage. Ling Mo always remembered this and would honor this promise; before marriage, he wouldn’t cross the final line.

But that didn’t mean he couldn’t push this process along.

The plan for the Chicks’ growth was about to be put on the agenda.

However, right now, Ling Mo had another important task to complete—

“Xinyan, I now have a battle armor template. Stand up, let’s give it a try.”

Just as Xia Xinyan finished getting dressed, she exclaimed, “So fast?”

Although she knew Ling Mo could manifest objects just by thinking about them, the creation of items far surpassing the current technological level would require more brainpower; not to mention, single-soldier battle armor, which was refined to an extreme level. Even her previous self would have needed to expend quite a bit of brain cells to materialize it. Yet, Ling Mo had just finished measuring her physical data and already had results?

She slightly squinted, “Did what you just measured actually come in handy?”

Now that she thought about it carefully, it was indeed worth noting; what Ling Mo called measuring was merely using his hands to touch all over her. Earlier, she had thought the precision of this method was a bit obnoxious, but now she realized she might have tangled herself up in this.

Ling Mo smiled sincerely, “Of course it was useful. I already had a design, I just needed to adjust the specifications of that battle armor; it doesn’t take much time.”

Xia Xinyan wore a confused expression: “You can determine precise data just by feeling with your hands?”

“Yeah,” Ling Mo nodded without hesitation, “That’s my ability’s trait. I handle my own battle armor in the same way.”

Xia Xinyan raised an eyebrow.

Ability trait.

How come she hadn’t known Ling Mo had this ability trait?

At that moment, she suddenly realized this guy was not very trustworthy either.

But since things had already happened, there was no need to investigate further; she merely noted this silently and stood in front of him, “Then give it a try.”

She wanted to see what kind of battle armor Ling Mo intended to make for her.

Ling Mo nodded, then slowly raised his right hand toward her, his expression turning serious again.

At the same time, Xia Xinyan noticed a lot of white lines appearing around her body, which eventually manifested into a set of silver half-body light armor under her gaze.

The light armor only covered most vital areas of her body, leaving other areas without any protection.

Then, Ling Mo reached out and touched her waist side—there was no protection there.

But upon touching it, the area rippled with a silver sheen as if something was obstructing him.