Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 1887 Chatting and Laughing

Xie Fu laughed: "I'm not afraid of cold water, but I'm most afraid of hot water."

Wang Yuwo said angrily: "I will just push you into the water tank and drown you. Let's see if you are afraid."

“I haven’t tried this.”

"What kind of shameful things did each uncle do outside?"

"It's all those vixens. They always seduce me in various names. I can resist ordinary vixens, but I'm afraid of encountering some with great powers. Uncle is just a mortal after all. Alas..." Xie Fu said with a heavy sigh.

Wang Yuwo knew that Xie Fu was talking about her, so she pinched his fingers and asked, "Will He Qing be furious if he finds out?"

"Yes, every time I try to coax him in a nice way, he ignores me for several days."

Wang Yuwo asked: "Then how did you make He Qing change his mind?"

"After all, they are a couple who have been through a lot together. He Qing should let go of her anger and it will be over."

"Take it out on you?"

"Yes."

"How can I take it out on you?"

"Lock me in the room until my hands and feet become weak and my eyes turn black before letting me out."

Wang Yuwo chuckled, and stood up without knowing when. She came behind Xie Fu, bent down and leaned over Xie Fu, and said faintly: "Uncle, who is bigger, me or her?"

"Uh? I don't know. No, who are you comparing with?"

"What do you say?"

"How do I know who you're talking about?"

Wang Yuwo smiled proudly: "Just like He Qing." Typical vixen temperament.

Xie Fu said, "Your mouth is quite big. When you open your mouth to talk, it feels like you are going to eat someone."

"It's not like we're competing against this."

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Then what do you want to compete in?"

"Acting crazy and stupid." Wang Yuwo said, and the sachet on the front of her clothes pressed against Xie Fu's back like a freshly baked basil.

Xie Fu exclaimed, “What is that?” His back felt like it was rubbing against the wall.

Wang Yuwo's ​​fulcrum was all on her private parts at this moment. She swung left and right like a bell swaying in the wind. She cried out, "Stop swaying."

Xie Fu made a sound and pushed Wang Yuwo away. Wang Yuwo staggered and glared at Xie Fu's back. He snorted, "I really want to punch two holes in your back."

Xie Fu laughed: "Yuwo, I didn't expect you to be so bold and fat."

Wang Yuwo rolled her eyes at him, but Xie Fu had his back to her and didn't see it: "It's good that you're fat. I can just crush you to death." She returned to her seat angrily.

Chen Linglong didn't pay attention to the two people talking about love, because she was not feeling well either. She was sitting on Xie Fu and could clearly feel the changes in Xie Fu's body. She felt like a hanging corpse and was very uncomfortable.

"Uncle, please let go first and let me go back to my seat."

Xie Fu said, "No!"

"That's so weird."

Xie Fu smiled and said, "What's so strange about that?"

"Sit on uncle."

"On pins and needles, huh?"

"Yeah. That's very indecent and embarrassing."

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Nonsense, I think you are still very dignified, but if it were Yuwo, I believe she would be a complete mess."

Wang Yuwo was eating something, and when he heard this, he didn't care that he hadn't finished eating yet, and shouted, "You're saying bad things about people, don't you avoid them?"

Xie Fu asked gently: "Linglong, do you want to sit more comfortably?"

"Hmm." Feeling uncomfortable, Chen Linglong had long wanted to reach out and pry it open, but she had never dared to do it.

"I will teach you how to sit comfortably. Just treat me as a chair and my arms as armrests."

"But... the chair is not doing anything bad."

Before Xie Fu could reply, Wang Yuwo chuckled: "If you don't do bad things, you are still a man. If you don't do bad things, that would be bad."

Xie Fu agreed: "That makes sense. He won't do anything bad. But it will be bad for your uncle."

Chen Linglong said: "But you are a man, not a chair."

This may sound childish, but it is Chen Linglong's true side.

Xie Fu groaned, "Linglong, just think of it as a broken chair."

"Broken chair?"

"A chair that breaks is called a broken chair."

Chen Linglong couldn't help but laugh: "A broken chair is called a broken chair."

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Can you say that I am just a chair that was broken by you sitting on it?"

Chen Linglong pursed her lips, half-smiled, and suddenly raised her hand to cover her smile. At this time, Xie Fu added fuel to the fire: "It's because you sat on it that it's broken."

Chen Linglong couldn't hold back her laughter any longer, and laughed out loud from between her fingers. She paused and said, "Uncle can be a decent chair, but it's still good enough for a nondescript chair."

Xie Fu sighed, "There are also some improper chairs like this."

"Uncle treated me like a three-year-old kid. I've never seen a crooked chair before."

Xie Fu laughed: "Linglong, that's because you are pure and innocent. There really is an improper chair. If you don't believe me, ask the mud."

He looked towards Wang Yuwo, who was stunned: "Who are you calling the sludge?"

Xie Fu smiled but didn't answer. Wang Yuwo said in a strange voice: "I am mud, so does that mean Chen Linglong is a white lotus?"

Xie Fu continued: "Isn't it?"

Chen Linglong felt sweet when she heard this. It turned out that her uncle was not blind and knew clearly what was good and what was bad.

Wang Yuwo said sarcastically, "Don't you know that Bai Lianhua is both pretentious and dignified?"

Chen Linglong sneered back, "You are the one who is both pretentious and dignified. You are obviously cruel and ruthless, but you pretend to be dignified, noble and generous in front of uncle. I am the same as I am in front of uncle."

"Oh, I don't know who likes uncle so much, but pretends to be cold, noble and inviolable in front of uncle."

Chen Linglong was furious: "That is..."

Wang Yuwo smiled slightly and said, "What is that? Tell me."

A person who is usually cold and taciturn is naturally not good at arguing with others. Chen Linglong was left speechless by Wang Yuwo.

Xie Fu continued, "A gentleman is judged by his heart, not his deeds. If we judge by deeds, no one is a true gentleman. Linglong didn't show it because it was not in accordance with etiquette. Besides, Linglong was not cold to me. She was polite and considerate in every way."

Chen Linglong felt warm in her heart. Her uncle was so thoughtful.

"Take me for example. The first time I saw Linglong, I was shocked by her beauty. How did this cold fairy fall into the secular world? I was so in love with her at the time and wanted to get close to her. However, because it was against etiquette, I had to restrain myself and keep my distance."

Chen Linglong cried out in her heart. It turned out that uncle looked at me like this when he first saw me. She said gently, "Uncle, actually when I first met you, I also felt that you were honest and friendly. I really liked talking to you."

Wang Yuwo was furious when he saw the two of them defending each other. He sneered and said, "Oh, is it polite for you to hug each other like this in front of me now?"

Chen Linglong blushed at this: "It was uncle who refused to let go."

Wang Yuwo saw this and sneered: "Look, Bai Lianhua is pretending to be pure again, even though her heart is blossoming and her body and spirit are flying."

Xie Fu sighed: "It's all my fault for piling up the mud and tainting Linglong's pure white lotus." Chen Linglong hurriedly said: "Uncle, you are not!"

Wang Yuwo spat, "Bah, you are still mud, at most you are a pile of cow dung."

Xie Fu laughed: "Okay, okay, I am a pile of cow dung." He said to Chen Linglong: "Linglong, I am sorry that you, a beautiful flower, have to be stuck in this pile of cow dung."

Chen Linglong said, "Uncle, don't say that about yourself. I would love you even if you were a pile of cow dung." As she said that, she took the initiative to kiss Xie Fu on the cheek.

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Don't mind that my pile of cow dung is dirty and smelly."

After Chen Linglong kissed him again, she said, "Even if uncle is cow dung, I will still kiss him and make this vixen angry to death."

It was rare for Chen Linglong to show such a cute and naughty side, which made Xie Fu laugh out loud, and he caressed the whorl of her black hair lovingly.

Perhaps feeling Xie Fu's gentleness and friendliness, Chen Linglong became much more confident. She wanted to express herself, but was not good at expressing intimacy. A picture emerged in her mind. When she was sitting quietly in front of a stubborn stone with her eyes closed in the Daughter City, birds would land on her. When she opened her eyes, the agile birds would be scared away.

After a while, these birds would approach cautiously again, land on her clothes, and even peck her hands gently.

This kind of communication without words made her feel very happy.

So she gently grasped Xie Fu's sleeve with her fingers, just like a person standing on the shore, stroking willow branches meaninglessly.

This action made Xie Fu feel very strange: "Linglong, what's wrong?"

Chen Linglong didn't say a word. She dropped her finger from her sleeve onto Xie Fu's hand. She pressed her fingertips lightly on Xie Fu's hand and moved them slowly, as if she was curiously exploring Xie Fu's palm lines, metacarpal bones, fingers, phalanges, and the well-proportioned hand shape.

Her movements were so gentle that Xie Fu felt like a young bird's claws moving on his hand. He could even clearly feel the swirling texture on her fingertips. However, he felt even more strange because of her actions: "Linglong."

"No."

The tip of Chen Linglong's index finger touched the tip of Xie Fu's index finger, and a feeling of tenderness passed through her fingertips and was imprinted on his heart, as if this was the most intimate emotional connection between people.

Chen Linglong interlocked her fingers with his, then held Xie Fu's hand and placed it against her cheek.

The way she leaned her head slightly to lean against him was indescribably peaceful and charming.

Xie Fu couldn't help but say, "Linglong is so cute, why do I always want to do bad things to you? Let's just talk tonight, okay?"

Chen Linglong nodded. Every time she got close to Xie Fu, she was thrilled and her heart was pounding. In fact, she preferred this kind of comfortable and warm feeling.

Xie Fu smiled slightly, and the excitement aroused by Wang Yuwo slowly melted into stillness.

Chen Linglong immediately felt that it was like sitting on a soft and warm couch covered with fur on a snowy winter day. It could be said that it was a chair now.

I felt very uncomfortable and itchy just now. It's not a chair at all. It's more like a torture device.

Chen Linglong was a little afraid of the prickles just now, so she sat on the edge of the chair. Now she was sitting comfortably and it was not prickly anymore, so she bent down slightly and filled the chair.

Xie Fu said with a sigh, and then he started to compete again, and hurriedly said, "Don't move, don't move."

How could Chen Linglong not know that her uncle had bad intentions again? She pursed her lips and asked in the tone of Xie Fu, "Uncle, what's wrong?"

Xie Fu laughed: "You know it clearly."

"Why, I don't know."

"If you move, my heart of flesh and blood will turn into stone."

"Uncle doesn't know how ugly it is to say such things."

Xie Fu actually felt like he was exchanging glances with Chen Linglong, and they were having a very intimate time together.

It seemed like it was true, but it was not clear what was real. This feeling was the most wonderful. I exclaimed, "So Linglong wanted to see me make a fool of myself."

"Why would I want to see my uncle embarrassed?"

"Look at me and make fun of me."

Chen Linglong asked again: "Why would I make fun of my uncle?"

If he keeps asking, when will it end? Xie Fu said with a smile, "When a lecher meets a beautiful young lady on the street, he always likes to tease her. When he sees the young lady running away in panic, he will snort and flirt with her."

Chen Linglong chuckled: "I'm not a pervert." Then she raised her head slightly and looked up at Xie Fu: "Uncle is not a beautiful young lady either."

Xie Fu smiled and asked: "Although she is not a beautiful young lady, she is a charming and graceful figure."

Wang Yuwo sneered: "Oh my, you call cow dung Yushu, I finally see what it means to have a face thicker than a toilet wall." At critical moments, Wang Yuwo always poured a basin of cold water, hit with a stick, and gave a few blows.

Chen Linglong burst out laughing: "Yes, it's just stinky cow dung. If anyone wants to tease you, you won't have time to avoid them."

Xie Fu smiled and said, "You are wrong. Haven't you seen that in the countryside, the flowers that grow in places with cow dung are often the most beautiful."

Chen Linglong smiled and said, "Okay, I just want to see uncle make a fool of himself, it would be best..."

"What's the best?"

"It's better to remove the shielding of uncle and let everyone see the ugliness of uncle."

"Well, you are so naughty."

As Xie Fu spoke, he started tickling her, making Chen Linglong giggle like a lively young girl.

"Uncle, okay, I won't dare to do that anymore."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Don't dare to be naughty anymore."

Xie Fu stopped, and Chen Linglong then stopped laughing with a trembling body. Her uncombed black hair hung down like willow branches on the river bank, drawing ripples on the river surface driven by the breeze. Her eyes were narrowed into slits due to smiling, and her snow-white cheeks were filled with joy.

She was so beautiful that it was breathtaking, causing Xie Fu to stare at her infatuatedly.

In the past, Xie Fu would feel it was too rude to see such beautiful moments and would quickly avoid looking away. But now, he felt that he should indulge in the beautiful scenery and people.

If you are afraid of getting drunk when drinking, how can you appreciate the profound meaning of good wine?

Chen Linglong found that Xie Fu was staring at her. She had never been looked at so closely before, even though she and Xie Fu were very familiar with each other, so familiar that they were like close relatives. This had never happened before.

For some reason, I was afraid of this kind of gaze and lowered my head: "Uncle's gaze is so scary."

Xie Fu smiled and asked, "What's so scary about it?"

“It’s like eating people.”

Wang Yuwo laughed and said, "I'm not afraid of eating people, but I'm afraid of the kind that eats their hearts and souls."

Chen Linglong blurted out: "Yes!"

Wang Yuwo asked: "Do you know what this kind of look is?"

Chen Linglong was curious: "What is it?"

"One is a monster."

"What about the other one?"

"The other kind is the darkest, most evil, most foul-smelling, and most filthy thing in the world—the Silver Demon!"

Chen Linglong pursed her lips, but eventually let out a laugh that sounded like a fart.

Xie Fu laughed: "Yuwo, you can't even say a single normal word. If I were the Silver Demon, how could you still be innocent now?"

Wang Yuwo smiled slightly: "The Silver Demon does not love the purity of the body, but only the purity of the soul and mind. This is exactly the powerful and terrifying part of the Silver Demon."

Xie Fu snorted: "Go ahead and make up stories, I'll see if I'll pay any attention to you."

Chen Linglong said softly: "Uncle, don't be angry, even if you are a silver demon, I... like you too."

"Silver Demon is too ugly, Silver Thief is better."

"Okay, I like Silver Thief too."