You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Good fortune is actually around you

My baby

Fighting from early morning till early morning..."

Shen Jie took a deep breath, recalling the movements she saw in the monastery while adding her own improvisations. She straightened her right leg and slightly bent her left leg, forming a leg-stretching posture in radio gymnastics, while her two arms were raised upwards with a large amplitude.

"Those who cannot take tutoring are not worthy of being my good students.

In the world of exams, if you don't meet the standards, get out

Baby

The college entrance examination is the only ladder to success."

The Franciscan Motivational Exercises are very strange. You call them dances, but they are more like radio gymnastics. You call them radio gymnastics, but…

This thing actually doesn't have much dance artistry to speak of. What it highlights is a sense of freedom. In fact, it is a bit like what was called the two-dimensional "otaku dance" several years later. In the words of Shen Tianyun, it highlights "social death".

"Hey, middle school student

Why are you still sleeping at home on your day off?

Go back to the vocabulary

Otherwise your life will be wasted.

don't stop

How dare you complain of being tired before you finish your homework?

Treat learning as your life, or I will punish you first."

Xiao Yao played and sang at the same time, and simply jumped up with his feet off the ground, bringing the atmosphere among the audience on the bridge to a new climax.

After all, who doesn't like to see a beautiful, youthful and energetic girl, panting and dancing such a "crazy" dance to such a weird "thirteen" song?

Xiao Yao noticed that there seemed to be a guy wearing a plaid shirt, carrying something like a camera on his shoulder, who seemed to be filming the two of them, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

The joyful atmosphere was interrupted by two school security guards. They pushed the crowd apart and walked in. "What are all these people doing together? It's getting late. We should go back to the dormitories—"

--split line--

After leaving T University and walking on "Diligence Street", Shen Jie was still in that excited mood, unable to extricate herself.

This is good, Xiao Yao thought. It is much better than being immersed in sad emotions.

The boy has always been a show-off since he was young, and he liked to be the leader. It was only after he came to St. Francis Xavier's School and suffered the beatings of "society" that he gradually got used to hiding himself in the corner.

The shock that Shen Jie brought to Xiao Yao's heart when she danced just now was no less than the first time he saw/heard Yu Luying performing the cello piece "Moses in Egypt" in a black performance dress.

In other words, this made Xiao Yao love, no, admire, the petite girl beside him even more.

His whole soul was trembling.

With such a wonderful wife, of course you have to show off to the whole world. Otherwise, what’s the difference between that and walking in the night in gorgeous clothes?

"How is it, Miss?" Xiao Yao asked Shen Jie with a smile, "Do you still like the dance I arranged for you?"

"I like it!" Shen Jie made a cheering gesture, and she leaped forward like an elementary school girl.

"Isn't it better than No. 4 Middle School, No. 7 Middle School, and No. 54 Middle School?" Xiao Yao said.

"Baby~~~~ Why do you need to take a leave for such a small matter as being sick?

more more study

Baby

How dare you leave get out of class and go home before the self-study session is over?

No no study!" Shen Jie did not answer Xiao Yao's question, but continued to hum with a tone-deaf voice, while jumping up, spinning 180 degrees in the air, and walking back a few steps.

Xiao Yao sang the song with her, and they both had the same mood at the moment - it seemed that as long as they were immersed in this atmosphere, they could treat the upcoming separation as if it didn't exist.

The boy bought two cans of beer and two cans of LIO at the convenience store, and the two of them walked arm in arm into the "Xiyuan" restaurant that advertised "welcoming new and old classmates" and asked for an ordinary room for 128 yuan.

After skillfully inserting the room card into the sheath, Xiao Yao took the initiative to turn off all the lights and carefully checked the four corners of the room for Shen Jie to see if there were any hidden cameras.

"Clear." Xiao Yao told Shen Jie.

"Turn on the light!" Shen Jie put her bag on the TV cabinet, walked to the big bed and sat down.

Xiao Yao turned on a light at random, walked quickly to the bed, squatted down, and started to take off the pair of steaming leather shoes on Shen Jie's feet.

But the girl lifted her feet up and hung them in the air, leaving Xiao Yao's hand empty.

Xiao Yao raised his head in confusion and looked at Shen Jie's face.

The girl nonchalantly unhooked a can of beer, tilted her head back and took a big gulp.

"Go (qi) and take a bath (yo) first." Shen Jie pointed in the direction of the bathroom and ordered in an unquestionable tone.

Chapter 158 Farewell Night

2023-04-11

Xiao Yao pressed his hands against the bathroom wall, letting the rushing water flow from his neck to his back and drip to his heels.

To be honest, it is really hot today. After running around all day, it is very comfortable to take a good hot shower.

Xiao Yao put some shampoo on his head, rubbed it for a while, took a step back, and let the hot water from the shower head hit his head.

The foam mixed with the hot water flowed down, and Xiao Yao felt very comfortable with the fragrance of the shampoo. But after some of it flowed down his cheeks and into the corners of his mouth, it tasted only bitter.

This reminded him of the tear he tasted when he was sitting on the bridge.

Why did she shed tears?

Xiao Yao knew that he was just pretending that he couldn't answer the question he asked.

After rinsing his hair, he turned off the hot water, tore open the small bag of shower gel provided by the small hotel, and began to scrub his whole body.

Can I really give a proper answer to the question raised by Shen Jie?

No one doesn't like to watch beautiful girls dancing awkwardly, but dancing awkwardly cannot solve the problem.

Feeding each other in the cafeteria won't solve the problem.

Intimate behavior that violates the Code and Daily Conduct Rules will not solve the problem.

Xiao Yao knew that Shen Jie had been waiting for his answer for an entire afternoon and night.

He turned on the hot water and rinsed off the foam on his body.

Shen Jie needs to go home, sooner or later. Although I am reluctant to let her go, I can't stop her - there is no reason to stop her.

Besides, when I was eating in the cafeteria, I blurted out "You should go back tomorrow". Although I feel a little regretful now, a gentleman's word cannot be taken back.

What needs to be considered is Shen Jie's thirteen suggestions of being "special good friends" and then letting herself "act naughty" with the silly girl.

The core of this proposal is nothing but hooliganism.

On the bus, before the seizure, I had already been inclined to oppose the proposal.

Even without considering the issue of moral principles, he believed that this was a beautiful trap.

However, Xiao Yao did not dare to directly reject Shen Jie's "discussion".

First of all, he felt that Shen Jie did not act on a whim, but was well prepared.

Once this girl has made up her mind about an idea, she won't be fooled by fighting, quarreling or hugging.

Don't be fooled by her small stature, the soul inside is comparable to that of the proud Queen Mary.

Secondly, although Shen Jie said "Don't worry, take your time to think about it", she asked several times intentionally or unintentionally, which shows that she was looking forward to her answer.

Third, although she claimed that "I will not force the decision, everything is based on your conclusion, and I will listen to you", no matter what Xiao Yao thought, this was just to save her dignity.

If you are unwilling to be decent, the Queen should not mind helping you to be decent.

Of course, she is unlikely to go back on her word in front of me, but... since I have already made her feel pressured, then as long as the pressure is not relieved, if she continues to be cold and perfunctory to me when she returns, I will be completely helpless.

In fact, she had already made it very clear just now on the tree-lined path.

"Anyway, no matter what your decision is, I'm going to be busy in my senior year of high school. We'll still have to separate when we get to the US."

Is there any way I can control her?

Maybe not.

Be more confident and remove the "maybe".

If hard tactics don’t work, then soft tactics is the only solution?

My former mentor Song Haijian once said that Xixi is unbeatable, and Wei Junjie - this should not be shameful.

"Records of the Three Kingdoms, Volume 39, Shu Book 9" also said, "Attacking the heart is better than attacking the city. Psychological warfare is better than military warfare."

Xiao Yao turned off the water in the bathroom, opened the glass door of the shower, and wrapped the large bath towel around his waist.

What exactly does she want?

What if it’s freedom?

Is it the freedom not to be restricted by anyone, including Xiao Yao?

Can I give it to her?

He felt bewildered. The speech he had prepared, which he thought was perfect, seemed to be full of holes.

--split line--

Although this double bed room, which costs 128 yuan, is not luxurious, it is comfortably furnished. The room is clean and bright, and the simple decoration makes Xiao Yao feel somewhat at ease.

This chapter has been edited and is in the group file.

A not very spacious double bed is located in the center right of the room. A decorative painting with a fresh feel hangs on the wall above the bed.

A beautiful girl was sitting on the white sheets and quilt.

Xiao Yao had been spending more than half a month with this beautiful girl. Now, looking at her face, he no longer had the same feeling of being captivated as when they first met. But when he tried to describe her beauty in words, he, who always prided himself on his literary talent, felt at a loss for words.

After racking my brains for a long time, I could only come up with a few words: "big watery eyes", "small face and super white skin", "pure and beautiful, but with a vague sense of distance", and "like the refined CG paintings of Tianyun's era".

At this moment, her short hair hung tiredly on her fair neck, and her pair of Dior leather shoes had been taken off and placed neatly beside the bed.

Her white shorts were simple in style, with some artificially designed rough cuffs on the edges of the legs, revealing thigh skin that was just as Xiao Yao had described—so white it almost seemed to glow.

The girl didn't notice Xiao Yao. She hugged her knees with her hands, leaned forward slightly, and stared intently at the turned on TV, but the TV made no sound.

Xiao Yao's gaze finally fell on the pair of small feet wrapped in white sports socks.

Sports socks are different from ordinary cotton socks. Both the sock opening and the sock body are very tight, fitting tightly to the instep and outlining a beautiful curve.

Shen Jie wore this pair of socks this morning, raised her chin, and woke herself up for a morning run. She wore this pair of socks in her sneakers for a morning run, accompanied the girl to attend mass in the church, and had a meeting with Father Yu and others. At noon, she put them in her small leather shoes again, and took a bus from her home to Nanhui University Town under the scorching sun. In the evening, she walked all the way around the T University campus and danced on the Internet Bridge...

Considering the sweat-absorbing properties of sports socks, Xiao Yao found it hard to imagine what the scene would be like inside.

To his surprise, the surface of the socks was still white, but no longer as bright as it had been in the morning.

The girl's toes moved mischievously, and Xiao Yao saw that the soles of her socks were a little black, but it was not obvious and almost invisible.

Girls are really amazing animals, Xiao Yao thought. When he was taking off his socks in the shower just now, he noticed his socks... Never mind, it's better not to describe them in detail.

How on earth did she do it?

Above Shen Jie's round ankles, the brand logo of the socks is printed, and the patterns on the socks have been stretched and thinned to fit tightly on Shen Jie's feet.

Xiao Yao walked to the other side of the bed, lifted his legs onto the bed, and leaned against Shen Jie.

He casually picked up the beer can on the bedside table and felt it was as light as a feather: "Damn, you finished it all by yourself?"

"Hehe." Shen Jie said.

Act cute and tough.

He pulled the pull tab of another can of beer and took a big sip. The cold liquid poured down his throat, the foam was slightly bitter, and had a hint of malt.

He was thinking about how to talk to Shen Jie.

Shen Jie originally thought that Xiao Yao would come straight to her feet after taking a shower, but she didn't expect him to be sitting on the bed, staring at the TV, wondering what he was thinking about. She quietly crawled over and pulled Xiao Yao's arm: "Meow?"

Xiao Yao smelled the faint smell of alcohol coming from Shen Jie's mouth and glanced at her: "Woof."

"Meow~~~" Shen Jie rested her head on one of Xiao Yao's arms, put one hand on his chest, and rested her smooth thighs on Xiao Yao's body.