You are my wife, don't doubt it!

"Tsk, little girl, you're still so unforgiving," Xiao Yao sighed, "Alas, your generation of young people is different from us, you're more open-minded."

"Brother Yaoyao, go to hell," Shuyi said, "You're only three years older than me and you dare to act like a senior."

"I'm going to hit you." Xiao Yao pretended to raise his hand to slap.

"Go ahead and hit me." Shuyi raised her pretty face.

"Alas, you're not cute anymore when you grow up," Xiao Yao put down his hand and swung it around him, "We were so close when we were little. Do you remember when I was in fourth grade and you were in first grade, we were at your house—"

"You still dare to mention it?!" Shuyi raised her eyebrows.

After returning to the Party School and entering the house, Yu Luying quickly took off her holey slippers, ran into Xiao Yao's parents' bedroom, and lay down on the double bed.

"Get up, get up!" Xiao Yao yelled, "If you don't want to take a shower, at least change your clothes? Look at the soles of your feet, they're all black, and you're crawling onto my bed?"

"This is not your bed," Yu Luying said with a tone that showed she was getting angry. "It's your parents' bed."

"So what?" Xiao Yao asked, his hands on his hips.

"Your parents are right here, creating you!" Yu Luying lay on the bed and raised her hands up: "This is a special place."

"I really can't stand you," Xiao Yao said, "I'm telling you, don't let alcohol get you into trouble. Drinking reveals a person's character, you know? ... Did you hear me?"

“…ZZZzzz.” The girl fell silent.

Good guy, are you pretending to be dead?

Xiao Yao's gaze fell on the soles of the girl's feet, which were facing upwards as she lay prone.

How should I describe the soles of these feet?

They are dark in color, slightly dull and worn. The entire sole of the sock is full of tiny details. From the heel to the toe, the pantyhose is covered with fine lines and tiny particles, forming a uniform and delicate texture. These lines and particles are scattered in various parts of the socks, some forming fine lines, and some gathering into small spots. They are like the marks of countless journeys on the soles of the feet, recording the footprints of Little Apple and the two days she has experienced.

The color of the socks is no longer pure white, but slightly yellow, and there are some slight wear and tear on the surface of the calf of the pantyhose, with fine thread marks interlaced, outlining a unique texture. Under the light, the socks emit a faint luster, like a lightly shining gauze, which is particularly obvious at night, giving people a mysterious feeling.

Translated into human language it means: Dirty, dead!

Xiao Yao couldn't tolerate her sleeping in his bed like this.

Okay, you want to pretend to be dead, right? I’ll let you pretend to be dead.

The young man made up his mind.

With an innocent wish in his heart, he decided to help Yu Luying take off her pantyhose.

Xiao Yao took a deep breath, put his hands into the hem of Yu Luying's long skirt, and propped it up high to form a larger internal space.

He turned his head away and didn't look at her, fully demonstrating his respect for the girl's dignity and privacy.

Since it was a blind operation, in order to avoid accidentally touching places that should not be touched, Xiao Yao reached his hand very deep inside and pressed on the girl's smooth back.

Then, he groped his way down little by little, trying to find the edge of his target.

As long as I can find that edge and gently hook it up... I should be able to achieve my goal without touching her or seeing her, right?

……Bar?

I, Xiao Yao, am a gentleman and I never take advantage of others in distress!

Just as she was feeling moved by herself, Yu Luying suddenly seemed to have triggered some reflex. She suddenly hooked her right foot backwards and kicked him hard in the lower abdomen.

If you can't imagine what the scene is like, you can refer to the scene of being kicked by a horse's hind hoof.

Xiao Yao did not fly out, but subconsciously retracted his hands and squatted on the spot in pain.

Yu Luying also turned over in pain, sat up, covered her stomach, and looked at the boy squatting at her feet with blurry eyes.

"No, it's not like that...let me explain..." Xiao Yao held the edge of the bed and stood up shakily.

"What are you doing..." Yu Luying said drunkenly: "I don't want to take a shower, you come to sleep with me... sleep with me..."

Seeing that Yu Luying did not pursue his behavior just now, Xiao Yao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, so he stopped tossing and turning. He just supported Yu Luying's shoulders, let her lie flat, and covered her with a blanket.

Come to think of it, I'm just bored - I don't plan to live here permanently, so if the sheets are dirty, they are dirty. She's a girl who pays attention to cleanliness all day long and doesn't care, so why should I, a sloppy person, care?

He drank really too much today. After drinking the "depth bomb", he didn't feel anything at the time, but now the aftereffect has come back and Xiao Yao is feeling dizzy and having a splitting headache.

Go to sleep! We can talk about it tomorrow.

Oh, by the way, Shen Jie’s goodnight call…

We can't talk about this tomorrow.

Xiao Yao touched his cell phone, turned it on, and found that it had run out of battery and was turned off.

He quickly plugged it in and waited silently for the phone to be charged enough to turn on.

If I just turn off my phone and fall asleep, I won't be in a position to criticize Shen Jie if she disappears again.

Ah, right.

Xiao Yao suddenly remembered that she couldn't let a drunk person sleep lying flat on her back.

If you vomit at night, your trachea may be blocked by vomitus and you may suffocate to death.

This is not a joke.

Thinking of this, he quickly turned Yu Luying over again.

The half-asleep girl let out a moan, and then she placed one thigh and one arm over Xiao Yao's body.

OK.

Xiao Yao covered the two people with the blanket again, turned around, stretched out his long arms, and turned off the light.

The whole room immediately fell into deep darkness.

Xiao Yao hugged the girl and lay on his side. He could smell her alcoholic breath, which, to be honest, smelled a bit unpleasant.

The smell of this damn alcohol made Xiao Yao's desire to vomit even stronger - he began to worry that Yu Luying would spray herself on him later in the night.

Even if you like someone, this kind of thing is still quite disgusting.

Thinking of this, he secretly turned Yu Luying to another direction, wanting her to sleep on the outside of the bed, so that even if she vomited, it would be on the floor.

perhaps.

However, as soon as I turned her over, she stubbornly turned over again, maintaining a face-to-face position with me, but she didn't seem to be awake.

After two attempts, Xiao Yao gave up struggling.

Forget it, it’s a blessing rather than a curse. If you really want to vomit on me, then vomit on me.

Besides, it’s hard to tell who will vomit.

"What are you doing when you're not sleeping?" Yu Luying suddenly spoke incoherently, "I keep moving around. I keep moving around."

"I thought you were asleep—it turns out you weren't."

"Well, I woke up all of a sudden."

Xiao Yao quickly said, "You, sleep on your back, and I'll sleep on my back too. We'll sleep back to back today. Be careful not to lie flat on your back."

"What are you doing... I don't want it," Yu Luying complained, "I... I want to lean on you..."

"Back to back is also leaning..." Xiao Yao said.

"Do you dislike me?" Yu Luying suddenly asked.

From beginning to end, the girl kept her eyes closed, and Xiao Yao felt that he would fall into an endless dark sleep at any time.

But the phone hadn't turned on yet and he couldn't fall asleep.

Now that Yu Luying is awake, I can talk to her for a few more words and wait for the phone to turn on.

"Yes, I dislike you." Xiao Yao said deliberately: "I don't like bad girls."

"Hehe," Yu Luying rubbed her face against Xiao Yao's neck: "I'm a good girl."

"Good girls don't smoke," Xiao Yao said, "I don't want girls who smoke."

"I didn't smoke - I just took a puff to get a feel for it. I've already admitted my mistake... I won't do it again, okay?"

"What if you get addicted to that one bite?" Xiao Yao held Yu Luying in his arms and kept pestering her.

"Didn't you smoke secretly when you were in junior high school? And you didn't become addicted?"

"Bullshit! I was just hanging out with them, just playing around, and spitting it out after passing it through my mouth once - but you were so good that you inhaled it directly into your lungs the first time. Tang Xuewei taught you well, and you are really good too."

"Hey, Gouzi, stop making trouble," said Yu Luying.

Why is there another dog? Xiao Yao thought.

"I won't touch it again. I just try the flavor occasionally...Isn't life all about experiences? Be good and listen, and don't make trouble. Alas, the taste is terrible and pungent. How come so many people like it?" Yu Luying complained.

"Okay, but let's make it clear that this won't happen again," Xiao Yao nodded and said, "I don't really like cigarettes and alcohol, and I don't know what's so good about them... It's okay for a man to do this, but a woman..."

"Look at you," Yu Luying said, "you have double standards and are sexist."

"I'm very traditional." Xiao Yao told Yu Luying.

"You're so annoying," Yu Luying said. "At home, my mother controls my life and doesn't let me do anything. I finally came here to think... think... but you control my life again."

"..." Xiao Yao hugged Yu Luying tightly: "People are not free when they are alive. Only the truth can set you free."

"Big~bunny, if I change, will you really not like me anymore?" Yu Luying said aggrievedly: "Who do you like, the real Yu Luying, or the Yu Luying you imagine in your mind?"

Chapter 221: Still hoping that I will be frivolous and mean

2023-06-03

*This chapter is also called "Crossing the Line"

"Big~bunny, if I change, will you really not like me anymore?" Yu Luying said aggrievedly: "Who do you like, the real Yu Luying, or the Yu Luying you imagine in your mind?"

If it were normal times, Xiao Yao would probably be stunned for a moment, and then seriously accompany the literary girl in philosophical speculation, but now...

Please.

Xiao Yao forced himself to activate his alcohol-paralyzed brain: "I like you as a person."

"I... I'm such a bad person, what's there to like about me?" Yu Luying said dazedly.

"I don't know," Xiao Yao said, "Even if you are willing to smoke to serve the country, I still want you to smoke, but you should wait until you are an adult. After all, it is not good for your health."

"Hehe, this is more like it..."

Yu Luying put her head against Xiao Yao's neck, and moved it left, right, left, and right again: "I don't want to, just that one bite is enough..."

"Yeah." Xiao Yao felt his head sinking into the pillow.

"Then, what if I perm my hair?" Yu Luying said.

"I don't think curly hair suits your temperament, but if you insist on having it permed, then go ahead and perm it. My grandmother's older sisters also have curly hair." Xiao Yao said.

"Then what if I get a tattoo?" Yu Luying said.

Xiao Yao suddenly thought of the historical record in Genesis that God wanted to destroy the sinful city of Sodom. According to the record, Abraham pleaded with God, asking if there were still fifty righteous people in Sodom, could Sodom be spared, and God agreed. So Abraham then asked for forty-five people, forty, thirty-five people, thirty, and he bargained all the way down to ten, and then God left - Xiao Yao guessed that God predicted that Abraham would ask what to do with "five" next, so He directly cleared the way for Missi.

Yu Luying was also gradually raising the water temperature at this moment, testing her own limit. Xiao Yao thought that he should not indulge her.

So he deliberately lifted the blanket and pointed outside the bedroom door.

"What are you doing?" Yu Luying finally opened her eyes for the first time.

"I'll call the guard at the Party School and have him open the door for you. Go back to the hotel now and take a bus back to Shanghai when it's daybreak."

"Oh, no tattoo, no tattoo. I'm just making trouble with you." Yu Luying pouted and glared.

"I'm just messing with you for a bit." Xiao Yao chuckled and helped her wrap the blanket again.

"..."

"What's wrong, are you angry?"

"Well, sort of."

"Oh my..." Xiao Yao said.

"It's not about the joke you just made on me," Yu Luying said. "It's about the time you snatched my cigarette in the square and said you were going to call my mom to complain."

"Oh... isn't that also a joke?" Xiao Yao said.

"No, you were really angry at that time - so was I," said Yu Luying.

"..." Xiao Yao didn't know how to respond for a moment.