You are my wife, don't doubt it!

She stretched out her jade fingers, scraped them off, and then laughed at herself bitterly.

I thought I had thought it through and knew what I was doing.

I clearly thought I could deal with it calmly, rationally and maturely with a smile.

The result is still the same as a little girl.

Shen Jie hates her own weakness.

The girl stretched out her right hand and touched the mirror in front of her with her green fingertips.

Her hand passed through at once, and soon, the mirror swallowed her wrist.

At this moment, the door knocked, which scared Shen Jie. She pulled her hand out subconsciously: "What are you doing?"

"Shen Jie, listen to me, don't be angry——"

"I'm not angry!" Shen Jie stamped her feet and shouted, "Can you please let me take a shower?"

"Are you really not angry?" the person outside asked in a pitiful tone.

"Tsk." Shen Jie rolled her eyes, unlocked the bathroom door, pulled it open, and raised her eyebrows at the young man outside.

The young man, wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, walked in as if possessed by some mysterious force.

The girl glanced at him, but didn't chase him out. She stepped into the shower in her underwear and sports socks.

……

The hot water flowed over Xiao Yao's whole body. Shen Jie's hair was already wet. At this time, she was facing away from Xiao Yao, allowing the boy to apply shower gel on her back.

"Baby, are you really not angry with me?"

"Really not. When have I ever been angry, I didn't show it openly?" Shen Jie said tiredly, "It's just that I was a little confused for a while."

"Okay..." Xiao Yao squatted down and applied the shower gel between her calves.

……

"There shouldn't be... that thing, right?" Xiao Yao finally asked the question.

"I don't know," Shen Jie took the shower head from Xiao Yao and began to rinse him in reverse: "It's already like this, what's the difference?"

"Um..." Xiao Yao coughed twice.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about something else, okay?" Shen Jie turned off the water and tore open another bag of shower gel in her hands: "Give me the back."

"Okay..." Xiao Yao turned around.

After wiping Xiao Yao's back, Shen Jie asked him to turn around, squeezed shower gel on her hands, and gently washed his shoulders with both hands.

"Now you believe that I'm not angry anymore, right?"

"Yeah." The boy nodded.

He also began to apply shower gel on Shen Jie's arms.

"Okay, I'll wash it myself later."

Xiao Yao looked down at the girl squatting in front of him. She was wearing soaked sports socks and hotel plastic slippers. The off-white sports socks had become slightly darker after a day and night of tossing. Her socks were wet, fitting the contours of her feet better, and also making the color of the socks darker. The water flowed down the girl's calves and feet, dripping from the toes and heels of her socks, forming some tiny water droplets, which were constantly washed by the water from the shower head, making the entire socks appear particularly wet and emitting a slight smell of water.

"Okay, you go out, I'll wash myself." The girl stood up and patted Xiao Yao on the back with a "pa" sound.

After kicking Xiao Yao, who was wearing wet boxer briefs, out of the bathroom, Shen Jie left the shower room without locking the door. She hooked her right foot back and pulled off her wet socks with her fingertips, then her left foot, dropping it on the plastic toilet lid.

Then, she reached back with her hands to unfasten her bra straps.

--split line--

Xiao Yao sat on the bed watching TV and waited for a long time before the girl wrapped in a bath towel came out.

She sat on the edge of the bed, took out the small tube of toothpaste-like ointment, squeezed out a little, and spread it evenly between the toes of her right foot.

Xiao Yao seemed to suddenly realize something.

He quickly helped Shen Jie blow dry her hair, and then the two of them got into bed and leaned against each other in the freezing cold.

Shen Jie snuggled in Xiao Yao's arms, which made the boy guess that her emotions should have returned to normal.

"Why don't you hug me? I want you to hug me." Shen Jie said.

"Hold me." Xiao Yao said.

There was a boring variety show playing on TV. Xiao Yao had no interest in it and just pretended to watch it. However, Shen Jie was watching it very seriously.

The two of them chatted idly, as if what happened just now, no, what happened today, had not happened.

"I want to attend Song Haijian's memorial service. What do you think?" Xiao Yao said.

"Just go if you want to." Shen Jie curled her lips slightly.

Xiao Yao, you are really something. At this time, you still mention Song Haijian.

The boy wanted to ask, "Do you want to go with us?", but when the words came to his lips, he felt that they were unnecessary and swallowed them back.

If they were still together, they would naturally go in and out together, but since she was going back... using this as an excuse to meet didn't seem very smart.

Xiao Yao himself didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was still dark.

The TV was still on, but there was no sound anyway, so Xiao Yao was too lazy to pay attention to it.

He found that he was holding a girl in his arms, with her body slightly curled up and her head lowered, like a baby girl still in her mother's womb.

The moonlight shone in from the window, shining on her smooth back.

Xiao Yao found this experience very novel and had no evil thoughts in his mind. He just reached out and covered her back with the quilt.

Who would have thought that this girl was actually saying to him yesterday afternoon: "Xiao Yao, why don't we just be friends?"

……

Xiao Yao had a nightmare.

He dreamed that he was standing on the "net bridge" of T University, and the river under the bridge was dark and rushing.

In the dream, this river leads to the legendary, so-called, beacon and hope of mankind.

Xiao Yao saw Shen Jie sitting alone in a canoe, holding a long pole in her hand, and moving away from him along the river.

"Wait a minute!" Xiao Yao shouted, then put his fingers into his mouth, whistled, and summoned the White Knight's horse.

He rode on the White Knight's Pegasus, jumped off the "net bridge" and chased after Shen Jie.

Finally caught up.

He saw.

The girl was holding a human head in her arms.

That is his own head.

Xiao Yao was shocked and hurriedly reached out to touch his head, but only felt a metal helmet.

After taking it off hurriedly, he touched his neck and found nothing.

When Xiao Yao was startled awake, he saw the morning sunshine.

The sunlight shines into the hotel room, slowly flowing in through the window, dyeing the entire room a warm hue.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains, casting comfortable spots of light that dance on the floor and walls.

Chapter 160 Miss, You Are My Future Wife

2023-04-13

When Xiao Yao was awakened by a nightmare, he saw the bright morning sunshine before his eyes.

The sunlight shines into the hotel room, slowly flowing in through the window, dyeing the whole room a warm tone. The sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains, casting comfortable spots of light, dancing on the floor and walls.

Xiao Yao saw countless dust particles floating in the sunlight, each grain was so clear, like countless planets in the vast universe.

A word suddenly popped up in my mind: Tyndall effect. What does it mean? We will talk about it later.

The sun's rays shone on the bed, revealing the fine cotton lines of the sheets. In the sunlight, his eyes fell on the wall clock above the TV cabinet. 1:43?

Damn it, it seems like it’s past check-out time.

Xiao Yao decided to re-describe the scene: the afternoon sun shines on the hotel room, slowly flowing in through the window, dyeing the whole room...

Wait, where are the people?

Xiao Yao slapped the bed sheet beside him twice with his hands in a daze.

Did she...just leave without saying goodbye?

Xiao Yao was a little confused.

Indeed, I did say yesterday, "You should go back tomorrow," but even if it's not "outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, with green grass stretching to the sky," at least we should take the bus back to the city together, and then help my daughter pack her luggage, right?

Did he leave so quietly to avoid the sadness of parting?

Or was she angry because of her rude behavior yesterday?

Xiao Yao felt that his heart was gripped by a huge, empty sense of panic.

She probably called the police...

Xiao Yao shook his head vigorously to dispel his ridiculous delusions.

Then he heard the faint sound of water coming from the bathroom.

The boy jumped out of bed, ran over, pulled open the glass door, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

He saw a petite, short-haired pretty girl standing in front of the sink, scrubbing something carefully in her hands.

She was wearing a pair of pure white shorts with fur-edged edges, and on her feet were the same off-white sports socks she had worn yesterday, as well as the hotel's disposable slippers.

Not only did she not leave without saying goodbye, she also got up early and busied herself with washing and cleaning. This made Xiao Yao feel that something big had happened yesterday after all.

"Good morning." Xiao Yao perked up and greeted as naturally as possible.

"It's too early. It's too early to sunbathe your butt." Shen Jie said casually.

Xiao Yao walked over and hugged the girl's waist from behind.

The boy saw the girl's hands stirring the water in the stoppered sink, the rippling water reflecting the concentration and seriousness in her eyes.

Xiao Yao recognized that the underwear in her hand was hers. She rubbed it gently, rubbing it with her fingertips.

"Are you not behaving yourself again?" Shen Jie said angrily.

"Have some common sense. This is a normal reaction for men when they wake up in the morning." Xiao Yao let go of Shen Jie and walked to the toilet.

"It's still morning!" Shen Jie retorted.

Because it wasn't held down, it almost spilled outside.

Then, the boy turned around and walked back to Shen Jie: "It's not that complicated. Take the soap, yes, apply it on the top of the triangle, and then rub your hands... like this... yes,"

Shen Jie frowned slightly, with a bit of restraint and nervousness on her face. Following Xiao Yao's instructions, she pinched both sides of the top of her panties with the thumbs and index fingers of her left and right hands, rubbing them up and down.

"You have to use more strength!" Xiao Yao encouraged her, leaning against the tiled wall of the bathroom.

"Is that so?" The girl humbly accepted the advice.

"Yes, then rinse it with water and continue rubbing it while rinsing," Xiao Yao told Shen Jie: "If you are still not satisfied, wash it again."

"Okay~" Shen Jie responded obediently.

Xiao Yao narrowed his eyes and admired the girl who was washing clothes - she was really serious about her work, and washing clothes was like communicating with a work of art.

"Is this really your first time?" Xiao Yao asked her.

When Shen Jie heard this, she grabbed the underwear with both hands, which were still underwater, as if she wanted to tear it to pieces. She turned her head away angrily and glared at him, "What do you want to say?"

"Is this really your first time doing laundry?" Xiao Yao was standing in front of a pair of light pink bras and panties hanging in the bathroom. "I think you did a great job."

"I'm much smarter than you, a fool. I'll be able to learn it quickly." A blush flashed across the girl's cheeks, and she lowered her head to rub the panties in her hand.

"Others"? Has Shen Jie ever spoken like this before?

"The sun is so nice outside, why don't you hang it outside to dry?" Xiao Yao asked curiously.

"No." The girl muttered softly.

Shen Jie's fingers were very long and slender, her skin was white as jade, and she looked very delicate, just like a newborn baby. She looked very elegant, as if she had never been stained by dust, as if it was really the first time she was stained by spring water.