They all want to control me!

Chapter 53 My 8-Year-Old Female Tenant

In the afternoon, Lin Ran was absent-minded. After class, she ignored all club activities and went straight to her rented room.

Because a "large Buddha" lives there.

After picking up Su Lingle, she said she was very tired and wanted to find a place to rest. Lin Ran suggested that she stay in a hotel, but Su Lingle refused and insisted on staying at Lin Ran's rented apartment, saying that she felt safer staying at a familiar person's house. Since it was almost time for class, Lin Ran agreed.

The feeling of unfamiliarity with this childhood friend whom I hadn't seen for three years outweighed my past impressions.

The girl I remember as a quiet, autistic girl with black hair has transformed into a hot, tall, blonde, washed-up female singer in the blink of an eye.

My mom is the same; she throws all sorts of people at me.

Lin Ran inserted the key into the lock, took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally, opened the door, and was shocked by the scene before him.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor, including bras, underwear, and even a pack of Sofy sanitary napkins;

On the coffee table, there was a half-eaten sausage, two empty beer bottles, a stack of snacks, and a bucket of beef ramen.

Two long, snow-white legs were crossed on the coffee table, and above them were super short hot pants that almost exposed her buttocks. She had a slender waist, a firm chest, and a tank top that was a little small, tightly constricting the tender flesh on her shoulders.

Hearing the door open, Su Lingle, who had just woken up, pulled her legs back and tucked them under her bottom. She rubbed her caramel-colored hair and said:

"You're back. I just finished showering and was a little hungry, so I grabbed something from the fridge to eat. I'll pay you back once I find my phone."

"..."

Lin Ran looked at the clothes scattered all over the floor.

"I have a bad habit of always having to turn everything upside down to find what I need, so... sorry~"

She stuck out her little tongue, trying to get away with being cute, but her revealing outfit and hot figure hardly qualify as "cute".

Seeing Lin Ran's unpleasant expression, he reluctantly put on Lin Ran's slippers, stood up, stretched, and squatted down to slowly tidy up his clothes.

Lin Ran sighed, hung his backpack on the clothes rack, sat on the sofa, elbows resting on his knees, and watched the girl pack her clothes one by one.

When will the phone be found?

"I don't know either, I just called the police." Su Lingle was packing her clothes with her back turned; the belt of her hot pants couldn't hide the black lace bra underneath. "It's my first time calling the police, I don't know how efficient the officers are, but they should find it quickly... right?"

"Your underwear is showing."

"Oh, I'm packing my things and my hands are full. Could you help me carry them?"

Su Lingle stuck out her buttocks, her plump and round bottom swaying back and forth, revealing more and more skin that could not be covered. If Lin Ran hadn't been in his rented room, he would have almost thought he had entered a place unsuitable for minors.

Who would have thought that this is the most talented female singer in the new generation of Chinese music, whose two albums have been in the top ten of the Tencent Music and NetEase Cloud Music charts for many years, and who has more than 50 million fans across the internet, now looks so disheveled.

But it would be a big mistake to underestimate her just because she's young.

Even though Lin Ran was not in the entertainment industry, she had heard about Su Lingle's vengeful temper.

A year ago, a female celebrity spread rumors about Su Lingle. Su Lingle sent a lawyer's letter warning her to post disgusting messages about that female celebrity on Weibo every day for half a year. She used all sorts of foul language and almost got her account permanently banned. If she were to become a troll, she would definitely be the king of trolls. Her persistence is amazing.

"Hey, are you going to bring it up or not? Are you just going to watch me flaunt my underwear in front of you?"

Su Lingle turned around, pouting, looking resentful.

"You suggest it yourself."

"My butt is too big, I can't reach it."

"Then let's not talk about it."

"Okay, let's not talk about it anymore."

Su Lingle agreed readily and didn't mention it again. Keeping her underwear half-exposed, she gathered all the clothes on the floor into her suitcase before standing up and pulling up her pants while wiggling her hips.

She didn't care about Lin Ran's gaze, and in fact, Lin Ran didn't have any special feelings for her.

Lin Ran even found a sense of familiarity in Su Lingle's nonchalant attitude.

When the two were in junior high school, they would walk home together after school to gossip about school and complain about how much homework the teachers assigned, without any restraint.

Back then, she was a girl with a rustic appearance and a soft voice.

Pulling up her shorts, Su Lingle acted as if she were at home, took a can of beer from the refrigerator, glanced back at Lin Ran, and then replaced the beer with a Coca-Cola.

puff~

Pulling open the tab, Su Lingle sat down next to Lin Ran, crossed her long legs, draped her arms over the back of the sofa, and looked in the opposite direction from Lin Ran.

"Are you living alone now?"

Did you see two people?

"Yes, me." Su Lingle pointed to herself, then muttered softly, "That's good, no one will bother me, I can stay here for a long time."

"What?"

Lin Ran seemed to have heard something incredible.

Su Lingle slurped down a mouthful of cola: "I don't have any money, I can't afford a hotel, so I can only stay here with you."

"What about the money you made as a celebrity?"

"The savings card belongs to my mother. All the money I've earned over the past few years is in there. As you can see, I ran away from home. To show my determination, I donated the money to a foundation for left-behind children."

"...I remember you used to be very reluctant to spend money. When you bought a candied hawthorn at the school gate, you would pick and choose, afraid that you would miss out on a single hawthorn for the same price. I never expected you to be so generous now."

Lin Ran felt like she was a completely different person.

"People change. The three most important years of adolescence are enough to cause a person to undergo earth-shattering changes," Su Lingle said dreamily.

Lin Ran frowned: "If you're staying here, either split the rent or go stay in a hotel somewhere else. I'm not doing charity."

"My childhood sweetheart has turned out to be cold and heartless. Now I'm all alone."

"..."

Lin Ran refused, not only because of the money, but also because of Jiang Qiaoqiao.

Even if Jiang Qiaoqiao acts very well when she controls her body, she is not herself. After spending so much time together, Su Lingle will definitely notice something is wrong.

More importantly, what kind of nonsense is it that a single male college student like myself is living in a 65-square-meter rented apartment with a celebrity? What would Jiang Qiaoqiao think if she saw this?

Therefore, even if Su Lingle is allowed to stay for a few days, she should not be allowed to stay for an extended period.

Su Lingle looked up at the ceiling, drinking her cola sip by sip, not afraid of choking, her face revealing no emotion.

She slammed the empty Coke can down on the table, stood up, let out a soft moan, stretched, and accentuated her alluring feminine curves.

"Come here for a second."

Su Lingle grabbed Lin Ran's hand and led her to the restroom.

The bare sink has been transformed, now filled with colorful cosmetics and jewelry. While the living room outside is dirty and messy, this place is spotless and looks brand new.

Su Lingle picked up two bottles of perfume, sprayed them on her shoulders, smelled them herself first, then hugged Lin Ran, pressing her large breasts against his firm and powerful chest.

"Which perfume do you think suits me better? I woke up late and want to go out for dinner... and maybe we can chat about the past."