Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

Chapter 445 Who said you are ugly?

In the study late at night.

The man is pure-hearted and stoic, but he has the astonishing talent of his youth and the high-spiritedness of his youth.

Women are pious and charming. Just a beautiful smile can captivate the eyes and seduce people's hearts.

Having been coding phonetically for so long, Wang Zihao has become half a storyteller. He can tell stories with great emotion and eloquence: "When I was a child, my father was an official, and my mother cared deeply for the girl from Xiting, teaching her music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and poetry. Songs..."

Liu Yueyue's eyes focused on the calligraphy and painting, and she seemed to see the scene in front of her eyes of the girl in the Xiting Pavilion giving lessons to students in their [-]s, cardamoms, and hairpins.

"It's a pity that the Xiting girl's biological mother died young, and her father remarried Wang, the granddaughter of the number one scholar. Wang is well-educated, gentle, and has elegant poetry." Wang Zihao changed his tone.

Liu Yueyue frowned, a good picture, warm and happy, why should something unexpected happen and cause trouble?
People who write books are indeed bad people!
Can’t we write about heart-warming daily life? It has to involve joys and sorrows, ups and downs of the plot, and create conflicts?
Fortunately, the stepmother treats the Xiting girl well and can be forgiven.

"My father is knowledgeable, my mother is gentle, and the girl in Xiting is inspired by the fragrance of books, and she is even more spiritual. The mountains, rivers, and vegetation in her eyes are soulful, poetic, and can be painted." Wang Zihao became more and more immersed as he talked.

Liu Yueyue also listened more and more fascinated.

"The wealthy family background and the influence of aristocratic activities gave the Xiting girl a broad vision and a noble temperament. The influence of literature and art made her as beautiful as a bamboo. When she was a girl, the Xiting girl had a straightforward and unruly nature, and she had many profound and delicate views on life. Perception, the style of writing is mostly fresh and tactful..."

Wang Zihao had not finished telling the girlhood story of the Xiting girl for more than an hour.

In total, there are more than 1 words.

Wang Zihao's mouth was dry, and Liu Yueyue seemed to be getting more energetic the more he listened, without any consideration at all, saying enough, let's move on to another day.

"I'm thirsty." Wang Zihao stopped.

Liu Yueyue came back to her senses and stood up quickly, feeling a little at a loss.

Where is the cup, where is the water?

"There is no water in the study, go to the living room." Wang Zihao pushed the empty cup on the table towards Liu Yueyue.

"Oh." Liu Yueyue quickly picked up the cup and went out.

Wang Zihao looked at the computer time.

Time flies so fast, it’s already past 01:30 in the morning.

After coming back from fetching water, Liu Yueyue put the cup in front of Wang Zihao. Liu Yueyue felt a little regretful: "I didn't expect it was so late. Can we talk tomorrow?"

Wang Zihao breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, you go back to sleep first."

As for whether we will talk about it tomorrow, don’t think about it, I definitely won’t talk about it.

If I spend more than an hour coding, I can earn at least [-] to [-] yuan, and this is purely an electronic subscription.

"Aren't you ready to sleep yet?" Liu Yueyue asked.

"Why are you sleeping? When I come back tonight, I haven't done any work at all. If I don't work hard, how can my salary increase?" Wang Zihao said.

Liu Yueyue heard the dissatisfaction in Wang Zihao's tone and felt a little guilty: "Isn't it too late to try harder tomorrow?"

"It's too late." Wang Zihao urged, "Go to bed quickly, I have to work."

"Yeah." Liu Yueyue, who was originally holding Shang Fang's sword tonight, seemed to have the sword taken away, and was completely at a disadvantage.

After Liu Yueyue left, Wang Zihao immediately started writing a project planning book.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, so get this head straightened out first.

He was actually quite satisfied with the lecture, which lasted more than an hour.

Very cost-effective.

Now he has a feeling that not only does he not owe Liu Yueyue anything, but he has also become something Liu Yueyue owes him.

As expected, it is the most difficult thing to bear the kindness of a beauty. Just two times, the equivalent of 6 to [-] yuan is gone.

Thinking about Xu Meili and Teacher Liu, Wang Zihao suddenly felt that he was as rich as the country.

With a happy mood, Wang Zihao wrote nearly two thousand words in one hour.

congratulations.

Just as he was about to call it a day, turn off his computer and go back to sleep, the door to the study room was pushed open.

"It's so late, let's have some midnight snack." Liu Yueyue came in with a plate with a bowl of steaming noodles.

The plate is not a professional serving plate, it is a plate usually used to serve food. The bowl holding the noodles is a bit hot.

"You haven't slept yet?" Wang Zihao was surprised.

Putting the noodles on the table, Liu Yueyue said sheepishly: "I wanted to sleep at first, but when I thought you were still busy in the study, I got up and fed you."

Wang Zihao looked at the bowl. It was a bowl of tomato and egg noodles. It was steaming hot and the color was quite bright and beautiful.

"I'm really a little hungry." Wang Zihao picked up the chopsticks, "Thank you!"

Liu Yueyue sat opposite, like a big sister, tenderly watching Wang Zihao eat noodles.

"It's really good. It's much more delicious than Qianqian's." After taking a few bites, Wang Zihao praised Liu Yueyue.

Liu Yueyue breathed a sigh of relief, as graceful as the orchid and fragrant grass: "There is another bowl below, you finish them all."

"No problem." Wang Zihao said, "I'll go to bed after eating. Sister, go to bed quickly."

"Don't worry, I'll wait until you finish eating." Liu Yueyue is still like the big sister next door, gentle, virtuous, and kind-hearted.

"Your kind of sleep is not good." Wang Zihao said while eating. "Qianqian can fall asleep as soon as she falls down. She rarely sleeps so late."

On those two or three occasions, he was embarrassed to say why.

It's not because he wanted to take advantage of the good days to offer one or two more sacrifices.

Liu Yueyue smiled and said nothing.

I used to be like this, too careless, and would fall asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

Later, after experiencing many changes and taking my children to bed again, my sleeping situation changed drastically.

Both of us have significantly less hair than Qianqian. A few years ago, our hair was about the same thickness.

"Qianqian's sleep quality is very good, I thank you on her behalf." Liu Yueyue said suddenly.

Wang Zihao wondered: "What does this have to do with me?"

Liu Yueyue said: "Because you gave her a sense of security and made her feel at ease."

After a pause, she continued: "Before I talked to you, Qianqian's condition was not as good as it is now. She was very anxious sometimes, and her sleep quality was not as good as you saw."

"What is Qianqian worried about?" Wang Zihao couldn't help but ask.

Liu Yueyue said: "A lot, thinking about what she wants to do, what she wants to do, and how she will go in the future. In the past two years, she has been under pressure to find a boyfriend and a husband... When I was her age, my children could walk."

Wang Zihao suddenly felt that the bowl of noodles no longer tasted good.

Ordinary people, especially Diao Si, do not even consider starting a family until they are 30 years old.

In the circles he is now in contact with, babies are often born right after graduating from college, and some even give birth while still in college.

Among the peers who have a good relationship with Liu Qianqian and Xu Meili, there are almost no people who are not married and have children like them.

"This is the first time Qianqian has been in love. I have nothing to compare with. I don't know how much she has given. I still reserve everything, so I can't give her any advice." Liu Yueyue said, "But I want to tell you that there may not be more ahead. Okay, fate is important.”

"What do you mean?" Wang Zihao didn't understand.

Liu Yueyue smiled and said: "I support my sister, and I support her choice unconditionally."

The story I have been telling you for so long turns out that I only support your sister and not me.

Wang Zihao finished the entire bowl of noodles, not even the soup was left.

"I'll get it for you again." Liu Yueyue took the bowls and chopsticks and put them on the plate.

Wang Zihao did not refuse.

Who said you didn't say you support me? I don't feel bad if you are a little tired.

"Thank you!" Wang Zihao turned back to look at the computer and worked for a while longer, waiting for Liu Yueyue to come up.

Not long after, Liu Yueyue came up with another bowl.

The bowl is not big, a household rice bowl, about the size of a fist.This time, she wasn't carrying a plate.

"It's not that hot anymore." Passing the chopsticks to Wang Zihao and putting down the bowl, Liu Yueyue said, "Eat it quickly while it's still hot."

"Thank you...Hey, why is there still an egg?" Wang Zihao turned over the noodles.

"I can eat two at a time, but you can't?" Liu Yueyue asked.

"Can't eat it." Wang Zihao took it out, "You can eat it."

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Yueyue said, "I still have to brush my teeth after eating."

It's not that she disliked it. If she disliked this, she would have had to grind her mouth to nothing.

Wang Zihao looks sunny and handsome, clean, refreshing and not annoying.

A normal man doesn’t like beautiful women. To put it more simply, a normal man doesn’t like lustful women.

It is also true when it comes to women.

"If you eat too much, I won't be able to digest it. You eat it." Wang Zihao brought the plump egg to Liu Yueyue's mouth.

In order for the girl from Xiting to follow up, Liu Yueyue had no choice but to open her mouth.

Wang Zihao started to eat again and said while eating: "Next time, there will be more water down there. The noodles cooked in restaurants are not always boiled because they want to save costs. Too little water will not taste good, but more water will make them silky and delicious." "

Liu Yueyue accepts criticism humbly, as she doesn't cook much.

You don’t have to cook three meals a day. Your husband buys breakfast or cooks it yourself. There is an aunt who cooks lunch and dinner. You don’t often eat midnight snacks, and most of the food is cooked by your husband.

ten minutes later.

Wang Zihao went to sleep on the third floor, and Liu Yueyue also returned to her sister's room.

When she lifted the quilt, the man's unique smell hit her face, and Liu Yueyue felt less resistant.

She wanted to ask her sister, do you want to have a baby?

Early the next morning.

While Wang Zihao was still sleeping, a soft body slipped into the quilt.

He knew it was his girlfriend without even opening his eyes.

He slept with her in his arms for who knows how long, but she couldn't bear it anymore and went out again.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, Liu Qianqian stood next to the bed in the master bedroom on the second floor. She had bright teeth and pulled the quilt: "Sister, do you usually get up so late at home?"

Liu Yueyue turned over and turned her back to her sister: "Don't make any noise, can you let me sleep a little longer?"

"Get up, I'll wash the sheets." Liu Qianqian urged.

"Don't make any noise!" Liu Yueyue became grumpy and pressed the quilt to prevent her sister from lifting it again.

Liu Qianqian looked at the exposed sheets and wanted to take scissors and cut them.

But after thinking about it, she let it go. Her boyfriend would definitely scold her for being a prodigal when he saw it.

On September [-] last year, she cut out a large piece of fabric from the sheets, but her boyfriend didn't say anything.

If you cut it now, you will definitely be scolded.

It was after ten o'clock that Wang Zihao got up.

I couldn't bear it anymore, and my girlfriend got under his quilt again.

"Why did you wake up so late?" Seeing her boyfriend wake up, Liu Qianqian kissed him.

Wang Zihao's eyes were bleary: "Please be gentle with your hands, I can sleep again... What time is it?"

"It's you who are dishonest, and I'm dishonest." Her boyfriend is awesome, Liu Qianqian said with a smile, "It's almost 10:30, are you up?"

Wang Zihao suddenly lost his sleepiness: "Is it so late?"

He is going to Xu Meili's house in the afternoon to discuss a [-] million project.

Decided to accept the bet and go to reach an agreement with Mo Baoer today.

If nothing else, 1000 million is not tens of thousands of dollars, and there must be procedures.

Of course, the 1000 million was not immediately transferred to him.

"How late were you busy last night?" Liu Qianqian asked.

"Forgot to look at the time, it should be three o'clock." Wang Zihao looked at the ceiling.

"My sister hasn't gotten up yet," Liu Qianqian said.

Wang Zihao did not hide anything and said, "I wrote a calligraphy and painting last night, and she took a fancy to it."

Liu Qianqian suddenly realized: "Did my sister get up and go to the study last night?"

"You sleep with her, but you don't know when she wakes up?" Wang Zihao asked.

"I don't know." Liu Qianqian didn't think there was anything abnormal. Even if there was thunder in the middle of the night, it wouldn't affect her sleep unless she waited until she had almost slept enough.

Later, Liu Qianqian asked again: "What calligraphy and painting did you write?"

"It's in the study on the second floor. You'll know when you go in and take a look." After kissing his girlfriend, Wang Zihao couldn't control his hands.

After a while, my girlfriend’s clothes were in a mess.

"Did you write anything else that made my sister fascinated?" Liu Qianqian asked breathlessly.

"Is your sister a young artistic woman?" Wang Zihao asked.

"Yeah." Originally, she didn't want to expose her sister's artistic aspirations, but at this moment, Liu Qianqian could not think normally.

After a while, she can sell her sister.

"I'm going to Hedong in the afternoon to discuss a project with Xu Meili's mother." Wang Zihao said suddenly.

"Yeah." In this case, no matter what her boyfriend said, Liu Qianqian supported it.

But the next moment, Wang Zihao took back his hand, took out the arm that had been pressed by her head, and turned over to get out of bed.

Seeing her boyfriend's pajamas that were severely enlarged and deformed for some reason, Liu Qianqian touched her face. It was so hot.

It's over, I want to become like Xu Meili.

If it were Xu Meili, she would have to hold the little man down now, how could she let him run away.

Xu Meili said that there is no need to talk about shame with her boyfriend. This is the only place to return to yourself.

Wang Zihao didn't know what his girlfriend was thinking, and he didn't want to fall into the gentle land again.

Otherwise, he would be a little sad after going to Wangjiang Mingmen in the afternoon.

Xu Meili will not let him go.

After lunch, Wang Zihao returned to Jinhu Mansion.

After he left, Liu Yueyue asked her sister, "Didn't you tell your boyfriend that your parents and grandma were coming over in the afternoon?"

While cleaning up the living room, Liu Qianqian said, "He has work to discuss in the afternoon. If you can't come back for dinner in the evening, you don't need to tell him."

Her parents came here with the intention of confronting her boyfriend, but deep down they definitely didn’t want to see her boyfriend.

"Okay, I'll call Xiaoqing and ask Xiaoqing to bring the child over. Your parents will probably be very angry if they can't see your boyfriend. They will feel better if they have children around," Liu Yueyue said.

"You'll be angry if you see it, and you'll be angry if you don't see it." Liu Qianqian said nonchalantly.

Jinhu Mansion.

Passing by the Central Green Courtyard, Wang Zihao saw Doudou asking Li Meifang with tears in his eyes: "Mom, am I ugly?"

"You're not ugly. Who said you are ugly?" Li Meifang smiled.

"Then why do they say I look like you?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)