You are my wife, don't doubt it!

"Thank you." Xiao Yao let out a long sigh.

"But I still suggest that you break up with the daughter of the Shen family first - I know that sitting here today and forcing you like this will not have a good result. Think about it again, I'll give you some more time."

Xiao Yao's heart, which had just relaxed, tensed up again. He had no choice but to remain silent and practice non-violent non-cooperation.

"I will try my best to help you at school," Yu Lihua said, "Of course, I can't guarantee how much my words will be effective."

"Thank you!" Xiao Yao estimated that under the current circumstances, Yu Lihua would probably just talk and would not really do her best to help.

"But you always remember to respect her in every aspect of your daily life."

"must!"

"Our opinions are also very important - no, it should be said that our opinions should always come first."

The first one? Xiao Yao decided to remain respectfully silent again.

"If you want to use symbiosis to control my daughter, then I can also control you." Yu Lihua raised the silver needle in her hand and squinted her eyes to examine it under the light: "Xiao Yao, do you recognize what this is?"

Xiao Yao calmed down and carefully looked at the three "silver needles" in Yu Lihua's hand. These three silver needles were called "needles", but their thickness, size and shape were more like pencils - sharpened pencils.

Two of these three "pencils" are of similar length, one is shorter, two are silver, and one is gold. The middle section of each "pencil" has... a spiral-like winding.

"I don't know." Xiao Yao shook his head.

"Then do you know what I do?" Yu Lihua asked him.

"You teach at a university... I think you're a professor."

"Teaching something?"

"It seems to be medical."

"My specialty is Chinese medicine," Yu Lihua told him, "and what I have in my hand are... needles for acupuncture."

Do you believe in foreign traditional Chinese medicine? You are just stacking buffs here, Xiao Yao teased in his heart.

"You may not know that although the acupuncture points of men and women are located in roughly the same position, the same acupuncture point has completely different effects on men and women. Men use qi, while women use blood."

"?" What exactly was she going to say?

"That is to say, if you stab a certain spot on Yingying's body, she won't feel anything, but you will be in so much pain that you want to die."

"...Auntie, if you really understand the mechanism and principles of symbiosis, you will know that this is impossible." Xiao Yao told her.

“I hope we can always be... friends, and never need to do this experiment.” Yu Lihua put away the gold and silver needles and stretched out her right hand with a smile on her face.

Aunt Rong’s smile?

Xiao Yao stretched out his hand depressedly, held Yu Lihua and shook her up and down.

"How was it? What did you talk about?" When I came out of the teahouse, Yu Luying was already waiting at the door: "How was the conversation?"

Xiao Yao looked at her, said nothing, lowered his head, and walked away.

"Hey, what's wrong? Tell me what's wrong. Don't be silent." Yu Luying took two steps forward and timidly pulled Xiao Yao's sleeve: "If my mother said something silly...just treat it as her...don't take it to heart, and don't be angry with me, okay?"

Xiao Yao's heart softened. He realized that he was taking his anger out on Yu Luying, which was not what a knight should do, so he stopped and said, "It's okay. Everything is fine."

He smiled and reached out to touch the hair on Yu Luying's temples that was messed up by the wind.

"What exactly did you talk about?" Yu Luying asked.

"Yingying." Yu Lihua stood at the top of the stairs and called out with a stern expression.

"What did she say? Go ask her." Xiao Yao whispered, "Don't worry, no matter what happens to her, we will both be fine."

"Yeah, I'm fine." Yu Luying nodded, relieved, and went up the stairs, looking back every few steps.

Xiao Yao watched the Yu mother and daughter go back into the teahouse, then turned around and prepared to go back to the parking lot to meet up with the people from the literature club.

Then, he saw a girl in black leaning against the bridge in front of him. She smiled at him and took off her sunglasses.

"Suprise!" The girl in black opened her arms and shouted.

"Wife!?" After recognizing who the girl in black was, Xiao Yao screamed in horror - it wasn't surprise, nor was it just shock, it was just fucking horror.

Seeing Xiao Yao standing still, the girl in black continued to maintain the posture of opening her arms, stomped her feet, and twisted her body exaggeratedly: "Hug me!"

After receiving the order, Xiao Yao stepped forward subconsciously and stretched out his hand to embrace the girl in black in his arms.

Unexpectedly, the other party came forward, jumped on the spot, hooked Xiao Yao's neck with both hands, crossed his legs, hooked the back of his knees, and hung his body in the air, just like a sloth, hanging on him.

"I want to lift it high!"

"Lift it up high, lift it up high!" Xiao Yao guessed that this was another weird saying he learned from Tian Yun.

He held the black-clad girl's lower thighs with both hands. The flesh felt soft and firm at the same time: "You... why are you here?"

The black-clothed girl's lips approached the boy's ear, and the hot breath she exhaled made him feel a little itchy: "Dog, you are...selling very well now."

The girl had a beautiful smile and a sweet voice, but when the boy heard her words, he was so scared that he shivered and his legs became weak.

Chapter 121: The real-life version of "The Two-Wife Man"? How is that possible!

2023-02-26

Xiao Yao did not ask Shen Jie what she meant by "Gouzi, your sales are very good now", but it did not sound like a compliment. Besides, there was no further follow-up after she said this. In that case, there was no need to rush forward to die.

However, his mind was working rapidly and he guessed roughly what was going on.

When I climbed up the Shuangqiao Bridge, I was chatting with Shen Jie, and at her request, I took photos and sent MMS.

After that, Zhao Xiaomei showed up and chatted with me at the top of the double bridge...

Could it be that Shen Jie was watching me in the dark while chatting and taking pictures of her?

It feels terrible to have someone staring at you from behind.

Fortunately, I had enough self-control and didn't listen to her or hold her hand, so I can say that I have a clear conscience.

When I was confronting Yu Luying's mother in the teahouse, there seemed to be a small figure dressed in black in the corner. Of course, I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now looking back... no matter how I look at it, it is 80% similar to the figure in front of me.

How much did she hear? Most of the conversations between her and Yu Luying's mother were in a low voice, and so was Yu Luying's mother. Only when they got excited would they speak louder...

Xiao Yao tried hard to recall.

The black-clad girl in front of him stopped, turned sideways, and stretched out her right hand to him: "Why are you walking behind me? Come here!"

Xiao Yao walked forward obediently, letting the other party hold his arm and lean on him like a little bird.

Judging from the expression on her face, she seemed... to be in a good mood?

No, I know her a little bit. Her smile actually means that she doesn't want others to catch her true attitude.

"Where are we going?" Xiao Yao asked the girl in black.

"I don't know. Can you accompany me to the Shuangqiao Bridge first?"

"No, no," Xiao Yao took out his cell phone and checked the time: "It's almost time to gather, we have to go."

"Gather? Go? Where to?" Shen Jie asked puzzled.

Xiao Yao told her the time and place for the free activities of the literature club. After hearing this, Shen Jie stood on tiptoe and hit Xiao Yao's head hard: "What's wrong with you? You want to take me away as soon as I get here?"

Are you new here?

"Not really..." Xiao Yao touched his head, it hurt so much.

"I came here today with no intention of leaving. You have to accompany me on a night cruise - I've even booked a hotel."

Xiao Yao's heart skipped a beat. Wouldn't that mean Yu Luying would be trapped in Zhouzhuang for another night?

But in this situation, there is really no way to refuse.

"Then, I'll call Teacher Yuan and tell them."

Teacher Yuan and the like are not important. Xiao Yao's original intention was to call Yu Luying and then pretend to speak to Teacher Yuan in that tone. Unexpectedly, Shen Jie came up to him, stood behind him with confidence, and looked at his screen.

What on earth does she want to do?

Xiao Yao pressed the ↓ button on the Motorola, skipped Yu Luying's name in the address book, and found Teacher Yuan's number.

Dial out.

“Beep-beep-beep-beep-Hello, the number you dialed is not answered for the time being. Please redial later. Sorry, the number you dialed is not answered for the time being. Please redial later. Hello, you…”

Praise Teacher Yuan!

Xiao Yao put down the phone, spread his hands, and shrugged: "It seems that we still have to go to the gathering place, otherwise it will not be good for a whole car of people to wait for me alone."

Fortunately, Shen Jie did not insist on anything, but seemed to have some expectations for the gathering - but Xiao Yao no longer had the energy to understand, time waits for no one.

I don’t know if Yu Luying will go back with the literature club bus - if she goes to the gathering, then she will naturally be let know that she can’t leave. If she doesn’t go to the gathering and stays with her mother, things might become a little tricky.

Now that things have come to this, we can only take it one step at a time.

But on second thought, since Yu Luying's mother also knew about the symbiosis, they should not be so careless. And does Yu Luying's mother have a car? Does she? No, doesn't she always ride a two-wheeled car to pick up Yu Luying?

The problem is not big.

It gets dark very late in the summer. Just now, when Zhao Xiaomei went down to the river to fish, the sun was already setting. Now, after accompanying Yu Lihua to a Hongmen Banquet, the sunset has not yet completely sunk.

At this point in time, the sunset is truly beautiful, but it is almost dusk.

Shen Jie's outfit today was also very beautiful, it was a style he had never seen before.

She was wearing a black lambskin bonnet hat, which was hung at an angle on the back of her head, revealing her hair in front.

She was wearing a black buttoned shirt-style dress, the top was black and white, the skirt was pure black, on her hands she wore long-sleeved gloves that you only see in movies, and on her feet she wore black leather shoes - between the black leather shoes and the black hem of the skirt, a small part of her calf was exposed, wrapped in black socks. Judging from the material, it seemed to be stockings, and there was no end in sight, so I guess it was either stockings or tights.

As we all know, Xiao Yao's aesthetic taste has actually been shaped by the "Code of Conduct for Middle School Students" and the "Code of Daily Behavior for Middle School Students". For example, he has a special liking for girls' white cotton socks, subconsciously thinking that they represent the purity of a girl, neat and refreshing, and spotless youth.

But he has absolutely no feelings about "black silk".

After all, for Xiao Yao, "black stockings" are just like patent leather high heels or heavy eye shadow and lipstick. They are synonymous with "adult", "social person", "mature", "sexy" and "coquettish", and none of them are positive words for him.

But the black stockings that Shen Jie wore today made his DNA throb - it was a pure black, as black as the deepest night or pure black pen ink, no, it should be said that it was just squeezed out of the squid ink, and you couldn't see the color of the skin inside at all.

The black stockings, black long skirt and black leather shoes connected together perfectly. It was hard to explain why, but it just made him feel very good.

Xiao Yao began to have a suspicion: maybe it was because Shen Jie would always look good in whatever she wore - this charm did not essentially come from the clothes or the outfit itself, but from the temperament of this girl, which allowed her to control and conquer everything.

To put it simply, because he loves her, whatever she wears looks good, whatever she does looks cute, and everything she does attracts him.

If this isn't love...

"You look so good in this outfit today," Xiao Yao told Shen Jie. "You look so elegant in all black, and you have such a strong aura. You look like you came out of 19th century England."

"Yeah, I know," Shen Jie smiled sweetly, "I'm very happy that you like it."

"I love you." Xiao Yao told her.

"Yeah, me too." Shen Jie answered subconsciously.

Chatting along the way, Xiao Yao took Shen Jie into the parking lot of Zhouzhuang. In front of the bus they took, a large number of students from the school were already standing in groups of three or four.

The members of the literature club were chattering like five hundred ducks, and Teacher Yuan was counting the number of people.

What made Xiao Yao feel relieved was that he saw Yu Luying, Zhou Yao and others standing aside at a glance - Zhou Yao and the others were chatting and laughing, but Yu Luying was just standing aside holding her bag and listening quietly, occasionally covering her mouth to laugh with them and interjecting a few words.

Instead of letting go of her hand, Shen Jie held it even tighter - she even interlocked her fingers, and it seemed that she had no intention of hiding her identity from her classmates in the literature club.

"Oh, Xiao Yao, you're finally here. I'm missing you." Teacher Yuan saw Xiao Yao and came up to him with a roster in his hand: "What time is it? You have no sense of time at all!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yuan, but no one answered my call—"

"Okay, okay, everyone is here, hurry up and get in the car, we are ready to go!" Teacher Yuan

He looked around and waved his arms vigorously.

The crowd moved slowly towards the bus, focusing their attention on Xiao Yao and Shen Jie.

Whether boys or girls, everyone had complicated expressions on their faces - Xiao Yao did not see Zhao Xiaomei in the crowd, which made him secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

That’s not right. Didn’t Teacher Yuan just say that everyone is here?

The reason why Xiao Yao attracted everyone's attention was certainly not because he was the last one to arrive, nor because of Teacher Yuan's half-serious and half-false criticism, but because of the girl in black clothes who was holding hands with her.

She was really... too stunning. Whether in appearance or dress, she was completely different from Xiao Yao, no, from everyone present.

They were whispering.

"Is this the rich lady lover that Xiao Yao was talking about?"

"That should be the case. Look, she's wearing a full set of Dior couture casual clothes. Do you know how much this set costs?"