I don't want to fall in love, I just want to get rewards

Chapter 127 Huo Lianshan's Strangeness
Huo Lianshan tiptoed out of the bedroom and walked quietly towards the bathroom.

When he walked into the living room, he could already hear faint sounds, and as he got closer to the bathroom, the sounds became clearer and clearer.

Finally, he stood at the bathroom door, put his left ear against the door, and listened carefully to the movements inside.

"Ah~"

Huo Lianshan widened his eyes and looked at the bathroom door in disbelief. After taking a deep breath, he put his ear closer.

……

Jiang Mian walked out of the bathroom.

Although his complexion was still rosy, he seemed more refreshed than before.

She drank three glasses of water in a row. When her mouth was no longer so dry, she let out a long breath and walked into the bedroom.

Looking at her husband, who was lying on the bed with a sturdy build and looked very strong, she sighed helplessly.

No one would have thought that someone with such a good figure would turn out to be...

At the same time, the previous thought came to Jiang Mian's mind again.

'They've already gotten really big, why do they need to use technology? Is fitness more important than their relationship?'

Jiang Mian's eyes were complicated, but in the end he said nothing. He lay on the bed, and then gently hugged Huo Lianshan with his arms as white as lotus roots.

The moment he hugged Huo Lianshan, Jiang Mian suddenly thought of other things.

After all, she was writing a little imperial book, and she had some dirty thoughts in her heart. Since Huo Lianshan couldn't satisfy her, was she going to buy some small props that could alleviate her needs?

Before Jiang Mian could come up with an answer, she felt something was wrong.

"Why are you so hot?" she asked subconsciously.

"Maybe it's because of the strong Yang energy." Huo Lianshan grinned, and then as if he suddenly thought of something, he quickly put away the smile.

He doesn't have any yang energy now...

No sleep for one night.

……

Not only Huo Lianshan but also Song Ya did not sleep well.

She also didn't sleep all night. Unlike Huo Lianshan, who suffered from his own fault, she did so because she was sick.

She didn’t know where she caught a cold or who infected her, but when she woke up this morning, she found that she had a cold.

Dizziness, nasal congestion, sore throat...

All the symptoms of a cold appeared on her body at once.

Song Ya took a deep breath and felt that she was not in a good condition to go to class today, so she asked for leave from her instructor, then turned over and tried to relieve her condition through sleep.

When we are sick, we are often extremely vulnerable.

At this time, they would subconsciously think of those they could rely on, and Song Ya was no exception.

At this moment, she only thought of two people - Wen Ning and Chen Che.

There is no need to say much about Wen Ning. Perhaps it was because she transferred the feelings that should have been placed on her father to her mother, Song Ya has been very attached to her since she was a child and thinks she is the most powerful person in the world.

On the contrary, she had no good feelings towards Song Yuanfeng. He was self-pitying, alcoholic, and had made friends with a bunch of bad people...

Of course, Song Yuanfeng also didn't have any good feelings towards her.

Song Ya knew very well that the other party did not want a daughter from the beginning. What he wanted was a boy who could learn boxing and have a strong body like him.

Therefore, the father and daughter have never gotten along since they were young. When Wen Ning is around, they can get along peacefully, but when Wen Ning is not around, they will easily quarrel. As for Chen Che...

Song Ya didn't know why she thought of him at this time.

Perhaps it's because he has a maturity, stability, confidence, yet restraint that other boys of his age don't have.

Or maybe it was because he was a boy with whom she had had negative distance contact.

Song Ya didn't know why, but when she was most vulnerable, the two people she thought of were her two thoughts.

She really wanted to contact them, but after thinking about it, she finally decided to give up.

Wen Ning was in class and Song Ya didn't want to disturb her.

Chen Che might be free, but what could he do by making this call? He was obviously not in a good condition to go out, and Chen Che couldn't come in either.

What can be solved by chatting across the screen?

She turned over, and perhaps because she was too tired, she quickly fell asleep. When she woke up again, it was already noon.

……

"boom."

The sound of the dormitory door closing woke Song Ya up slowly. She opened her phone and checked the time.

It’s half past twelve, it seems that my roommates have returned from dinner.

"Wenwen, can you lend me your skin care products?"

"Okay, go get it yourself. By the way, Qianqian, Huanhuan, do you want some snacks?"

"Weren't they arguing? Why did they come back together this time?" Song Ya was a little confused, but as she was sick, she didn't want to think about it too much.

Just as she was about to draw open the bed curtains and say hello to her three roommates, she suddenly heard Huanhuan's voice.

"Why isn't Song Ya in the dormitory? Where is she?"

"Who knows? Maybe they look down on us and don't want to stay with us at all." It was Wenwen's voice.

"Oh, she looks like a little white flower on weekdays. Who is she pretending to be weak for?" Qianqian said with disdain, "In my opinion, she just wants to hook up with a rich man."

Then there was a chorus of agreement.

……

Song Ya lay on the bed, her heart felt cold, as if a knife was cutting it piece by piece.

She didn't understand why her roommate would say such harsh words...

When they quarreled, she never got involved; when someone felt aggrieved, she could always be a qualified listener, listening to their anger and grievances and comforting them.

She clearly did nothing wrong, so why is she now the target of three people's attack?

Song Ya looked at the bed curtains, then covered her ears to prevent herself from listening to what they were saying.

Anyway, today is already Friday...

Anyway, she can go home at night...

Song Ya bit her lip tightly, and she suddenly hoped that time could go faster, so fast that she could return to her safe haven.

But no matter what she thought, her eyes became more and more sore, and finally drops of crystal tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the pillow.

……

(End of this chapter)