Seeing the stunned expressions of the two women, Yang Feilong touched his nose and chuckled, "Why are you looking at me like that? You're making me feel guilty."
"Have you even counted how many girlfriends you have?" Han Yun gritted her teeth and asked, "Seven, eight? Or perhaps a dozen or twenty?"
"I suspect you could at least form a football team!" Mo Yihan mused, "Perhaps with substitutes on standby. After all, if the number is too small, why would you need to count?" At this moment, she was unsure whether she should be happy or sad.
Happy that Yang Feilong had so many girlfriends, it shouldn't be difficult for her to ask for a pair of chopsticks, right?
Sad that he already had so many girlfriends, even if she joined, she wouldn't receive much affection, would she?
So annoying!
"About right!" Yang Feilong awkwardly touched his head and replied.
"What do you mean 'about right'? A football team? And one with substitutes?" Han Yun asked, her face darkening.
A football team has eleven players, plus three substitutes, that's fourteen people?
He wasn't even twenty years old and already had so many women. If he waited a few more years, would he be able to form multiple football teams and play in a league?
Thinking of this, Han Yun felt a headache coming on.
"Let's say six for now." Yang Feilong coughed and thought for a moment. He had three girlfriends who were "home runs": Luo Yujiao, Han Yun, and Lou Yimo. He had three more who were "on second or third base": Li Yufei, Yang Qingqing, and Xiao Jingwen.
When he said he needed to count, he was contemplating whether to include Xiao Jingwen and his sister Yang Qingqing.
If he included both, that would be six; without them, it would be four!
The reason he considered including the two women was that his sister had said that being his girlfriend was only a "part-time" role, holding both the identity of a sister and a girlfriend.
As for Xiao Jingwen, the events of the past few days had been rushed, and she was currently in a cooling-off period. If she still wanted to be his girlfriend after cooling down, he would accept her. If she changed her mind, they would part ways.
Han Yun patted her chest, which almost deflated in shock, "Six? That's not too bad!"
"You startled me! I thought it was a dozen or twenty-something. Hmm, not many, not many," Mo Yihan also breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing the reactions of the two women, Han Yun was understandable, but Yang Feilong found Mo Yihan's reaction somewhat baffling.
Why was she so concerned about his affairs?
However, he didn't overthink it. Perhaps she was thinking of her best friend, yes, a good friend indeed!
Such a good friend was truly rare.
If he had known Mo Yihan's true feelings for him, he probably wouldn't have thought that way!
In fact, six girlfriends was already a lot, but why did the two women seem to be relieved? It was because they had initially considered over a dozen or twenty. Now that there were only six, a single-digit number, they found it somewhat acceptable.
It was not uncommon for people to have several wives around them.
This was an acceptable number!
"Hmm, including me, that makes seven. I'm being greedy. Not too many. We'll be the Seven Fairies then!" Mo Yihan analyzed inwardly, "A pretty good number!"
Alright, she was already starting to consider herself as Yang Feilong's seventh concubine. If Yang Feilong knew Mo Yihan's inner thoughts, he would likely have a peculiar reaction.
"You still haven't answered my question," Yang Feilong finally remembered the unfinished question he had for Mo Yihan.
"What question?" Mo Yihan blinked, having forgotten what Yang Feilong had asked earlier.
"I said, it's not appropriate for you to find a man who already has several girlfriends," Yang Feilong stated.
"Ah, if you can have several girlfriends, why is it not appropriate for someone else? Are you being a hypocrite?" Mo Yihan teased in a relaxed mood.
"Uh." Yang Feilong was stunned by the question. Yes, why was it not appropriate for others, but acceptable for him?
"Cough, cough, it's not really appropriate for me either. I don't have that many!" Yang Feilong said helplessly.
Mo Yihan scoffed, "But you already have so many!"
"Alright! Since you've already considered it, then I won't say anything more." Yang Feilong said helplessly.
But why did he feel so unhappy hearing such a beautiful woman consider being someone's fourth or fifth concubine? Could he be a controlling scum?
Forget it, it's none of his business. She could do whatever she wanted. After all, he wasn't anyone to her. Their relationship was merely between a best friend and her best friend's boyfriend. They should maintain a distance.
"Don't you feel that it's not right for such a beautiful woman like me to be someone's concubine? You're not comfortable with it, are you?" Mo Yihan asked, looking at Yang Feilong with a half-smile.
"Pfft!" Yang Feilong lost his balance and sat down on the ground.
"Hehe, are you that excited?" Mo Yihan giggled.
This temptress.
Yang Feilong cursed inwardly, then sat back down and glared at Mo Yihan, "Don't joke like that."
"I'm serious, you know!" Mo Yihan propped her leg on Yang Feilong's thigh, "Can you bear to see such a charming and beautiful woman like me be someone's concubine? And you know, I'm still young."
"......" Yang Feilong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
"Xiao Yun, why don't you control your best friend? She's seducing your man right in front of you!" Yang Feilong said to Han Yun in exasperation.
"Heh, man, I think you're enjoying it quite a bit!" Han Yun retorted grumpily, leisurely picking up a slice of lamb and eating it, as if this scene was nothing out of the ordinary.
Yang Feilong: "......"
"Alright, let's stop joking," Yang Feilong said with a wry smile, "Let's talk about something normal."
"I wasn't joking!" Mo Yihan winked at Yang Feilong, "I'm serious, you can consider it."
Yang Feilong: "......"
Being openly seduced by such a woman, Yang Feilong found himself struggling to cope. Mo Yihan was a mature beauty, and he couldn't help but have some thoughts. Her figure was exceptionally good, perhaps due to her frequent yoga practice: a peachy posterior, perfectly curved figure, ample bosom, and a stunningly beautiful face with seductive red lips. Everything about her was exquisite.
If her personality wasn't so fiery and her "driving skills" weren't so advanced that men found her overwhelming, perhaps her evaluation would be even higher, and she wouldn't be overshadowed by Han Yun.
In Yang Feilong's opinion, this woman was a siren.
Previously, Yang Feilong thought Han Yun was bold and outgoing. But compared to Mo Yihan, in terms of flamboyant personality, she was completely outmatched.
Of course, both women were excellent, but Han Yun's personality was more endearing, and she was liked by more people.
Overall, they were on par.