The Master's Mask Unveiled Again-Chapter 415 - 414 Sister, Do I Look Pretty

Chapter 415: Chapter 414: Sister, Do I Look Pretty?

Chapter 415: Chapter 414: Sister, Do I Look Pretty?

Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo weren’t very hungry, so after nibbling on a little something, they noticed it was past ten o’clock, and it was time for Lu Mian to head back.

Xiao Qimo offered to take her home, but Lu Mian declined, citing the strong smell of alcohol on him.

The man could only stand at the doorway, watching her walk away.

After she went downstairs, Xiao Qimo hadn’t yet closed the door when a teammate from his team passed by his door.

Since nobody knew his identity, the conversation turned a bit more casual.

“Mr.

Qimo!” The teammate greeted him enthusiastically.

Xiao Qimo glanced over and saw a few young lads, each wearing only trousers and no shirt.

This sight wasn’t exactly pleasing to the eyes.

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Fortunately, Lu Mian had already left.

He frowned, his mind beginning to scheme again.

The guys were unaware of his thoughts, each just excitedly giving him thumbs up, looking at him with admiration.

“Mr.

Qimo, you’re amazing!”

“You’re the fastest man in the world!

Faster than all twenty-something of us!

Even faster than S God!”

“If there’s a chance in the future, please don’t be stingy with your advice, Mr.

Qimo!”

After a round of flattering comments, the young lads said their goodbyes and left.

Xiao Qimo kept repeating the word “fast” to himself and with a “bang,” he closed the door; his frown deepened even more.

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Lu Mian had just descended the stairs and hadn’t gone far when she bumped into a tall man, quite a tall one at that.

His signature boxer shorts swaying to and fro, she immediately recalled who he was.

The captain of the Shadow Hunting Team, Yun Sang.

Some people act so cold and distant in front of their fans, hardly smiling, but in private, they’re just boxer-short-wearing men.

This was already the second time she saw his legs that were so white they seemed to glow.

Lu Mian was pondering something and didn’t notice that her gaze lingered on his legs for more than three seconds.

The Yun Sang across from her also came to a halt.

He was holding a towel, probably just out from the gym, his hair damp and large beads of sweat trickling down.

He had also taken a nap that afternoon, but he woke up earlier than Xiao Qimo and went to the gym on the first floor.

Yun Sang had seen Lu Mian’s file, which Ye Jinwen had provided, albeit scant; still, he knew her basic information.

Lu Mian, a high school junior from Wucheng.

Thinking that this was the girl who made Xiao Qimo break his rules, a mischievous glint flashed through his eyes, and he became intrigued.

He patted his legs with a hint of challenge, “Sister, do I look good?”

Only after he spoke did Lu Mian belatedly realize she was gazing at his legs; a playful non-smile flitted through her clear eyes.

She nodded, answering very honestly, “Good-looking.”

As Yun Sang expected, he continued to wipe his slightly damp hair with the towel, the curve of his lips becoming even more wicked, “Is it my leg muscles or my skin color that looks good?”

Lu Mian didn’t know that a man could be so enamored with his own legs, and this captain of the Shadow Hunting Team seemed different from what the outside world had rumored.

She stared at his features, slightly dazed, before finally parting her lips after a while, the corners of her mouth curved with an even more devilish arc than his and nonchalantly said, “The boxers look good.”

“…Boxers?” Yun Sang’s hand, which had been patting his leg, froze in place, and a hard-to-define sentiment surged up in his chest.

Was this the girl whom Xiao Qimo fancied?

She did seem quite interesting.

But Xiao Qimo, that old fox, has tricked him for so many years, he just couldn’t let this go unnoticed.

He looked at Lu Mian’s delicate face, and his eyes darkened slightly as if he thought of something.

When he looked up again, his eyes had regained their calm, with a hint of arrogance between his brows and eyes.

He draped the towel over his shoulders and smiled, “Sis, have you come of age yet?”

Lu Mian tilted her head, “I just turned twenty.”

“Twenty, huh…” Yun Sang rarely spoke to girls.

Having been around Xiao Qimo since childhood, he didn’t have many chances to interact with the opposite sex.

Out of the three of them, only Ye Jinwen had dating experience.

He and that old fox, Qimo, both lived lives of celibacy.

Of course, he didn’t like talking to girls either.

Some topics just couldn’t be discussed together, and he didn’t want to break the promise he had kept for so many years.

If this girl didn’t have some connection to Xiao Qimo, he really wouldn’t have noticed her.

Twenty years old…

such a wonderful age.

He repeated the words “twenty years old.” Then he waved his hand, and with an impassive face, brushed past Lu Mian.

Similarly, Lu Mian left without any expression, calm and collected.

A few steps after she walked out,

Yun Sang turned to look back at her, feeling strange.

She really didn’t ask for an autograph or a photo?

Lu Mian walked through the bedrooms and training rooms of Zitan Pavilion.

Training had ended at this time, and it was rest time.

They were all spirited young men who had lived together year-round, forging strong relationships.

Especially now, when no one was asleep, some were still messing around in the hallways.

Some were even more unrestrained, not bothering to wear a shirt.

The joy among boys sometimes is very simple.

A chase, a few jokes, and they feel relaxed.

However, when Lu Mian walked by without a sideways glance, the few boys who were horsing around suddenly froze in place.

The next second, those clutching their chests clutched their chests, and those covering their faces covered their faces, as they tossed aside their slippers and sprinted back to their rooms.

How could they forget that there was a girl in the building!

Apart from competing on stage, these guys were all rough and rugged in their private lives.

Though they had many fans, it was all thanks to their looks and youth, without much concern for their image.

Now, suddenly exposed before a girl, those few blushed and hid behind their doors.

They watched cautiously as Lu Mian left the hall, looking at her calm and collected retreating figure, and exchanged glances.

Sighs rose up among them.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen someone so composed, and it’s a girl no less.”

“Did we go out of style so quickly?”

The group lamented, thinking that if they didn’t start dating soon, no one would want them.

But constrained by the team rules, there was nothing they could do.

The only possibility was if the big boss himself broke the rules, then they might have a glimmer of hope.

Amid their sighs, Ye Jinwen happened to pass by their doorstep.

Ye Jinwen was always approachable and friendly, waving at them.

The young guys sheepishly nodded, said goodnight, and then closed the door in a flash.

Ye Jinwen: What’s the matter?

Am I that scary?

Ye Jinwen, puzzled by the closed door, didn’t think much of it and swaggered away.

Feeling awesome as a sugar daddy, he decided he wanted to enjoy this role a little longer!

The naïvely inflated Little Yezi took a stroll around his domain and had just returned to his room when he received a message.

When he opened it, his expression instantly screwed up.