20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3836 The White Dewdrop of Morning Grumpiness

The living room fell silent. A period martial arts film was playing softly on the television. Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a warm glow that made one feel drowsy.

Zhao Chang'an drank alcohol at noon. Last night, he slept with Yang Yixin for half the night. Around 4 a.m., he was going back to his own room, but he ended up sneaking into Ye Yiyi's room and hugging her wildly for an hour or so.

The clock on the wall in the living room ticked away like a lullaby, and Zhao Chang'an gradually closed his eyes and dozed off.

Although he had been busy all day, it was still not three o'clock in the afternoon. Zhao Chang'an was still half asleep when he heard the door to the master bedroom where Bai Luzhu was sleeping open from the inside.

Zhao Chang'an opened his eyes in a daze and saw Bai Luzhu walking out of the door, disheveled and wearing nothing on top and slippers on her feet, wearing only a thin, translucent ice silk top.

Zhao Chang'an was instantly wide awake, his eyes wide open as he stared intently at Bai Luzhu.

Sunlight streamed into the living room through the window, shining directly onto her entire body and face, making every detail visible. She shielded her eyes with her hand, muttering, "Why didn't you close the curtains? All you do all day is play games and watch martial arts movies. Besides playing games and earning a fixed salary, what else can you do? What else are you good at? I must have been blind to have chosen you!"

Without even glancing at Zhao Chang'an, she strode angrily across the living room between him and the television, her chest still showing no signs of sagging, and into the bathroom.

At this moment, Zhao Chang'an was not just confused, he was completely dumbfounded.

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, along with Bai Luzhu's incessant nagging from inside: "If that lunatic downstairs keeps making such a scene, I'm going to go crazy too. Don't be fooled by the high prices in that Green Garden complex near the school; the prices will definitely go up even further in the future. You're making excuses even to ask your family for a down payment, pfft—"

A long, drawn-out fart.

Then came the sound of water splashing from the toilet.

Zhao Chang'an decided to close his eyes and pretend to be asleep.

He sat motionless on the sofa, leaning back against it, but his mind was filled with the scene from just now.

Ma Jingliang is eight years older than Bai Luzhu, who is twenty-six years old this year. Ma Jingliang is a game enthusiast.

When Zhao Chang'an saw Bai Luzhu's terrible temper upon waking up, he knew that the couple's sex life was not harmonious.

Bai Luzhu stormed out, not even deigning to glance at Zhao Chang'an, who was sitting quietly on the sofa pretending to be asleep. She walked to the cabinet behind him, opened the refrigerator, popped open a can of beer, and gulped it down in one go.

"You play dead the moment I bring this up. All you do is play dead when you're playing games. Tell me, how long has it been since you touched me? If you really don't touch me, don't blame me for cheating on you with someone else. There's a line of men who want me that stretches from your doorstep to your mother's. Got a haircut?"

Bai Luzhu stood behind the sofa where Zhao Chang'an was sitting, her upper body bathed in sunlight. Looking at the back of Zhao Chang'an's head, she suddenly felt that 'Ma Jingliang's' back of the head actually looked a bit masculine, somewhat like Zhao Chang'an's back.

This was a feeling she had never experienced before; she must not have woken up from her erotic dream yet, which was why she had such a bizarre illusion.

Since she last saw Zhao Chang'an, she had dreamt of being intimate with him several times. That's why she felt lost and longing after waking up. So she scolded her husband, who didn't even look at her, while drinking a bottle of beer to suppress her anger.

Bai Luzhu felt her heart pounding. She walked behind her husband, squatted down slightly, and pressed her chest against the back of his neck. She shivered as her chest was pricked by his thick, coarse hair. At the same time, she closed her eyes, afraid of seeing Ma Jingliang's face, which would kill any interest she had.

She said forcefully, "Don't move, don't speak. If you dare to speak, I'll go to your mother right now and ask her for money to buy a house."

He lifted his leg and stepped over from behind the sofa, his eyes still tightly closed.

On TV, the righteous alliance and the demonic army clashed, starting a fierce battle that rang out with the sounds of swords clashing.

With her eyes closed, Bai Luzhu sensed the scent of a man who was somewhat different from Ma Jingliang's, more like Zhao Chang'an, whom she couldn't forget.

Is this what they mean by "what you think about during the day, you dream about at night"?

Actually, I don't have that kind of aura; I haven't fully woken up from the dream yet. But this is good; let this tool replace Zhao Chang'an. A charming shyness appeared on Bai Luzhu's pretty face, but of course, this shyness had nothing to do with Ma Jingliang.

Zhao Chang'an finally couldn't help but quietly open his eyes a little, and was surprised to find that Bai Luzhu actually had her eyes closed.

"Why are you sitting so firmly? Lift yourself up a bit!"

Bai Luzhu said angrily, "Why wear so much at home? Can't you wear pajamas?"

Zhao Chang'an stared in astonishment at Bai Luzhu, who was kneeling with her knees spread apart on the sofa beside him. He suddenly wondered if she was sleepwalking.

But when she first came out, her eyes were open.

Not understanding what was going on, Zhao Chang'an had no choice but to obediently cooperate. Fortunately, Ma Jingliang had only been gone for about ten minutes. He said he was going to buy some goose pieces from that restaurant near the school. Not counting the round trip and the need to buy other dishes, it would take at least an hour.

Bai Luzhu stopped in surprise, closed her eyes and wondered to herself, how could she see large characters from a kindergarten textbook in junior high school? Had she picked up the wrong textbook, or was it just her imagination?

However, this was exactly the illusion she wanted, so she dared not open her eyes, fearing that the moment she did, the entire illusion would collapse into reality.

Zhao Chang'an picked up the remote and changed the channel with a bit of a sigh.

"Humph!"

With her eyes closed, Bai Luzhu snorted coldly: "Looks like I really have no appeal to you at all. You actually have the mind to watch TV?"

"Sigh~"

I gritted my teeth and sat down, gasping for breath.

Zhao Chang'an turned the TV volume up very loud. At a certain moment, Bai Luzhu quietly opened her eyes a little and was surprised to find that she was also seeing a hallucination. She saw Ma Jingliang's face transformed into Zhao Chang'an.

She was satisfied with just one glance and quickly closed her eyes, refusing to open them again. If she opened her eyes again and saw Ma Jingliang's disgusting face, she would regret it to death!

A dozen minutes later, a tired but satisfied Bai Luzhu got off the sofa. She didn't dare to open her eyes until her back was to Zhao Chang'an. She said angrily, "Keep your voice down. Call me when dinner is ready!"

She didn't even wear the slippers behind the sofa anymore, and walked barefoot back to the bedroom, closing the door behind her.

From beginning to end, he never even glanced at Ma Jingliang.

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Zhao Chang'an tidied himself up, walked to the window and opened it to let in some fresh air. The building was in a good location, with a park opposite and no tall buildings, so he wasn't too worried about being exposed.

Looking at the park not far away, he felt a mix of emotions, like he was in a dream.

"Snapped!"

The sound of porcelain falling to the ground came from downstairs. Zhao Chang'an peeked down and saw a wine bottle shattering on the concrete floor below, with wine splashing everywhere.

Then the box containing the liquor was thrown down.

Then came a second bottle of wine, its box ripped open, scattering across the floor below, along with the wine box and cartons of milk.

Zhao Chang'an's good mood suddenly turned sour.