Is it a problem to have a harem in a stranger heroine?

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"Hentai, retreat! Retreat immediately!"

"Yes, yes..." Bai Ye grunted and retreated to her side, nimbly dodging her angry ten-cut kick.

"How long do you have to paint for?"

"Without you messing around, it'll probably take another two hours." Eriri dodged his advances. "With you here, who knows how long it'll take?"

"Is there no option for me to help?" Bai Ye said angrily.

"Do you look like you're here to help?!" Eriri poked him hard with the brush. "What's with all the talk about too many clothes and not having a curvy figure? This is a blackboard newspaper, okay? I want a prize!"

"The most popular award, right? I know." Bai Ye argued eloquently, "That's why I said how could I be popular with my classmates if I had too many clothes? Even though everyone kept it to themselves, they all liked Sese."

Eriri swung her ponytail towards his stomach.

"Stop complaining about having too many clothes or something like that. The teacher is the one grading, okay?"

"You must keep your innocence in this world, Yinglili..." Bai Ye held Erkang's hand as he lay dying. "Everything else is empty. Only bitterness is eternal."

"Then go with peace of mind and a clear conscience!"

K.O!

……

Since he chose to stay, Bai Ye naturally did not intend to stand idly by.

It's one thing to tease Eriri about her, but taking the initiative to share the work with her is a good quality as a boyfriend.

The blackboard newspaper was made of ink material, and Ying Lili had already outlined the framework with chalk, making the rest of the work clear and concise.

"Is this going to be painted black?"

"Yes." Seeing Bai Ye pick up the paintbrush, Ying Lili didn't stop him, but sternly warned, "Paint the cross-over areas black, don't overdo it, and don't overdo it."

"Don't worry, the essence of painting lies in shadows and highlights. I haven't mastered this yet... Oops—"

Eriri was startled by his sudden shouting and quickly turned around.

"W-What's wrong? I told you to be careful not to cross the line... Huh?"

She thought Bai Ye had painted in the wrong place, but when she looked closely, she saw that he had just started painting and had not applied the wrong paint. At this moment, the two of them were staring at each other.

"what's your name?"

"No, I just wanted to scream... Oops! It's the ink material that makes the pen feel completely different from a fountain pen, which makes me sigh."

Yinglili "..."

She understood that the bastard Bai Ye was just screaming on purpose to scare her.

"If you dare to make a mistake, you're dead! I tell you!"

"well--"

If what he had in his hand was cream instead of white paint, Bai Ye would definitely smear it on her grinning little fangs.

The two continued to work while Eriri glanced over warily.

She was not worried about Bai Ye's blackening skills, she was only worried that Bai Ye would add something to the character on a whim. However, Bai Ye's work did not disappoint her, which made her a little disappointed.

Bai Ye also saw everything she did.

"Eri, your expression is so complicated, there's so much going on inside..."

"Blame me. Bai Ye, what else have you not done besides human things?"

Ying Lili was about to continue working when she suddenly remembered something Bai Ye mentioned last week.

"By the way, Bai Ye, didn't you take over the class work? Have you found someone to do it?"

"I'll do it, um, and Chuhai, just like we are doing now, Chuhai will draw the line drawings and I will do the blackening."

Ying Lili made a mistake with her paintbrush.

It was not the pause of the past, but the harsh sound of chalk scratching on the blackboard, and the flowers in the background suddenly had a branch with bared fangs and claws.

Bai Ye sighed in his heart. He had anticipated this situation before he spoke.

He originally wanted to give the painting work to Eriri, and Eriri's initial statement of "being too busy with work" did have an impact on his subsequent decision, but not much.

At this moment, Eriri is obviously jealous, and jokes like "If you didn't agree before, I would have handed it over to Chu Hai" are obviously not suitable to be said in an atmosphere close to "serious business".

Otherwise, this Lili would definitely turn around and run away, not saying a word to me for half a month.

"Actually, it happened last night. On the way home from sending her to the sea, she happened to ask if she had any work arrangements recently."

Hearing that Bai Ye's tone was no longer as casual as usual, Ying Lili's dissatisfaction faded a little.

"so what?"

"So I told her about the school festival and the work I was in charge of." Bai Ye smiled. "You know, she's getting anxious when she's idle at sea. She really has to find something to do to prove herself."

Bai Ye understood that his own face was the most useless and worthless in this matter. What could make Ying Lili feel relieved was not his relationship with her, but the love and struggle that was equal to going to the sea, which was about "ability, dignity, and belief."

The result was just as Bai Ye had expected. Ying Lili could not ignore the issue of belief. Even though she still spoke arrogantly, her expression had lost the aggressiveness she had at the beginning.

"Who wants to intervene in her own troubles? She's really looking for trouble..."

Bai Ye was delighted, knowing that the rain would soon stop and the sky would clear up, and a playful expression appeared on his face again.

"I've shared the work with you at sea. Wouldn't it be nice for you to slack off? If you let me go, I will definitely not miss this opportunity to just eat and wait for death."

"Lazy guy—" Eriri glanced sideways, "Does this little bit of odd jobs count as a burden? You're getting worse and worse. I can handle it in no time."

Bai Ye smiled and followed her instructions.

If Shiyu and Eriri are a pair of bickering lovers, then Chukai and Eriri are pure enemies who meet on a narrow road, and they are in the same industry.

"There's still a long way to go before Izumi and Eriri can get along harmoniously..."

"It's because I can't draw. If you don't agree to let me go out to sea, I'll have no choice but to seek help from outside and pay for it."

"You deserve it then. Why take this painting job if you don't have the talent?"

Bai Ye leaned closer to her shoulder and said with a flattering smile:

"You have to spend money anyway, and as the saying goes, good things should be kept within the family. Do you want to earn some extra pocket money to buy something delicious?"

"Didn't you ask Chuhai to help? Let her make money." Ying Lili was still arrogant.

"I have too much work here. I can only come to help on Saturdays and weekends when I go out to sea. She can't finish it all by herself. Can you help me, a gentleman who overestimates his abilities?"

Bai Yeban hugged her and put his face close to hers, but as expected, she pushed him away.

"Go away, you're covered in chalk dust. I just washed my hair this morning."

Bai Ye was not annoyed. He thought that the other party's behavior meant that the storm was over. He took out a comb and combed her hair, getting closer than before.

Eriri twisted her body to indicate that she had stopped struggling, then tilted her head slightly to enjoy the intimacy.

"I'm a little thirsty."

"Yeah, then let's finish painting quickly and go have afternoon tea. I just found a very good shop."

I have a fever, please take a day off.

My fellow book friends, my fever is 39.3℃. Apart from feeling a little weak, I don't have any other symptoms for now. Please allow me to take a few days off to rest. Everyone should protect yourselves.

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Chapter 767: Morning, a busy and warm day begins

A week passed quickly.

Fridays are for gatherings, and this week is no exception, and it's already Saturday morning.

Before dawn, Bai Ye suddenly felt a strange movement in his arms, and then he lost a sense of warmth.

He opened his eyes hazily and saw a graceful figure with long flowing hair tiptoeing out of bed, sitting in front of the coffee table facing the bed, and then opening a laptop.

With the light from the laptop deliberately turned down, Bai Ye could clearly see the owner of the beautiful figure. However, the lack of light did not affect him. He clearly remembered who he had embraced in his arms before falling asleep.

Bai Ye covered the quilt for Kato Megumi and Eriri who were sleeping in the innermost part, and also tiptoed out of bed. He picked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair and put it on Shiyu, who was only wearing black gauze.

In order to avoid waking up the two people in their sweet dreams, Bai Ye raised his eyebrows at Shiyu, believing that the tacit understanding they had always had could be the key to unlocking their body language.

[Can't sleep?]

Shiyu shook her head, held Bai Ye's hand on her shoulder, patted the cushion beside her to signal her to sit down, then leaned against him and silently typed a paragraph on the keyboard with her slender fingers.

[I woke up, or maybe an inspiration came to my head and urged me to wake up and write it down quickly. You know me. If I don’t complete what I want to do, I will be restless and fidgety. You don’t want me to chew you like a fingernail, do you? ~(￣▽￣～)~]

Micro-expressions added a lighthearted vibe to the conversation.

Shiyu abandoned her previous useless self-pity and muttering, and actively embraced her current life. Of course, she could never abandon her dark side, even if it was always prefixed with "bad".

Bai Ye thought of the time when Shiyu would bite her nails until they made a crackling sound while typing. If she had replaced her fingers with something else and tried to bite it to make that same crackling sound...

Tsk tsk—I can’t imagine it.

Bai Ye shuddered and typed a text message on his computer:

[That's a bit cruel... Shiyu, you don't care about your happiness for the rest of your life at all...]

“I haven’t even finished half of my first half of life. Isn’t it too early to start thinking about the second half?” Shiyu winked mischievously.

Although I understand that Shiyu deliberately distorted the explanation of "the rest of her life", what can I do?

Who can not like such a black-bellied girl?

The surge of emotion always comes so suddenly. Bai Ye couldn't help but half-hug her in his arms, stroking her long black hair and arching his back against her neck to express his love.

The emotions in the dead of night always seem so real. Shiyu didn't care whether the sound of friction would wake up Kato Megumi and Eriri, and actively responded to Bai Ye's hug.

Of course, nothing bad was done.

[I don’t have time to do bad things with you—you’re not trying to make me lose my memory by doing bad things like in the 18X galgame, are you Hentai!]

Bai Ye tilted his head with an innocent look on his face.

Is it wrong to want to hug your beloved girlfriend?

Of course, it is "hug", not "hug". Although there is only one word difference between the two, there is a world of difference in their metaphorical interpretations.

Bai Ye remembered that during the evening exercises tonight, Shiyu only "exercised" once and then went to bed early. It was not difficult to see that she had an inspiration at that time, and wanted to save her energy so that she could write down the inspiration quickly tomorrow morning.

What was the inspiration?

Upon hearing this, Shiyu opened a folder. From the file name marked "3", it was not difficult to tell that this was the third edition of the novel she wrote for the competition.

After opening the third edition of the novel, she pulled out her writing board and typed out a paragraph in a very eloquent manner.

[Drama is a good inspiration. I'm not referring to the drama itself, but the form of the drama. Specifically, the drama's dramatic quality, the ups and downs of the plot, and the degree of shock it gives to the readers.]

[When writing short stories, I think pursuing a plausible plot is less important than pursuing a subversive plot. Of course, plausible plot is still important, but we should make some trade-offs.]

[I rarely read short stories before. Please give me some more time. I won’t let you down, Xiaobaijun.]

Shiyu has thought so far ahead, Bai Ye wondered what else he could say?

I can't give Shiyu much help in writing, but at least I can always be by her side and spend the long nights with her.

. . . . . .

The sun gradually rose and Kato Megumi slowly opened her eyes.

It was a bit cold in the autumn morning, and Eriri's sleeping position was well-known, with her legs spread out, and the quilt was kicked off, so Kato Megumi woke up half naturally and half from the cold.

"Perhaps only Byakuya-kun can make Eriri sleep peacefully."

The moment she woke up, she realized that Bai Ye was not by her side. She looked carefully and found that the latter had already gotten up and was still serving as a pillow for someone else.

"Bai Ye-kun, Senior Shi Yu, good morning."

"Good morning, Xiaohui." Bai Ye greeted.

"No, no matter how you look at it, you guys are here first."

Kato Megumi followed the sound of the keyboard and came behind Shiyu, whose screen was generating lines of words at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Thanks for your hard work, senior."

Shiyu pursed her lips and smiled.

"Can Hui make me a cup of coffee?"

"Coffee so early?"