Miss, you are my future wife

Chapter 158 Parting Night
Xiao Yao pressed his hands on the bathroom wall, allowing the rushing water to flow from his neck to his back and drip down to his heels.

There is a saying, it is really hot today, after a day of running around, it is very pleasant to take a hot bath.

Xiao Yao put some shampoo on his hair, rubbed it for a while, then took a step back, allowing the hot water from the shower head to rush onto his head.

The foam mixed with hot water flowed down together, and the aroma of this shampoo made Xiao Yao feel very good.But as some flowed down the cheeks and into the corners of the mouth, there was only bitterness.

It reminded him of the tear he tasted while sitting on the bridge.

Why are her tears shedding?
Xiao Yao knew that he was just pretending not to be able to answer the question he had raised.

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

Can she really answer the question Shen Jie raised properly?

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

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

Intimacy that violates the Code and the Code of Daily Behavior doesn't solve the problem.

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

He turned on the hot water and washed away the foam all over his body.

Shen Jie needs to go home, sooner or later.Although I was reluctant, but I couldn't stop it - there was no reason to stop it.

Besides, when I was eating in the cafeteria, I had already blurted out the words "you can go back tomorrow", although I regretted it a little at the moment, but a gentleman's words are hard to follow.

What needs to be considered is Shen Jie's [-]-point proposal of being a "special good friend" and then letting herself "play hooligans" with silly girls.

The core of this proposal, in addition to being a hooligan, is to be a hooligan.

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

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

However, Xiao Yao didn't dare to directly refute Shen Jie's "discussion".

First of all, he felt that Shen Jie did not come on a sudden whim, but came prepared.

Once this girl has identified an idea in her mind, she can't be fooled by playing around and hugging.

Regardless of her small stature, she has a soul inside, but she is comparable to the proud Queen Mary.

Secondly, although Shen Jie said "no hurry, think about it slowly", she asked several times intentionally or unintentionally, which shows that she is looking forward to her answer.

Thirdly, although she claimed that "I won't make a forced decision, everything is based on your conclusion, and I will listen to you", but no matter what Xiao Yao thinks, this is to make herself decent.

If she is not willing to be decent, the queen should not mind helping herself to be decent.

Of course, she is not very good at going back and forth in person, but... since she has already made her feel the pressure, as long as the pressure does not ease, when she returns, if she wants to be cold and perfunctory to herself, she will be helpless.

In fact, she had already made it very clear when she was on the boulevard just now.

"Anyway, no matter what your decision is, I have to be busy in my third year of high school. When we get to Midi, we still have to separate."

Can I control her by myself?
Maybe not.

Be confident and remove the "maybe".

Hard ones won’t work, but soft ones are the only solution?

Former mentor Song Haijian once said that Xixi has no solution, Wei Junjie-this should not be ashamed.

"Three Kingdoms Volume 39 Shushu Nine" also said, "Attacking the heart is the top, and attacking the city is the bottom. The heart is the top, and the military is the bottom."

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

What exactly does she want?

What if it is freedom?
Is it the freedom not to be imprisoned by anyone, including Xiao Yao?

Can I give it to her?
He felt dazed for a while, and the set of rhetoric he had prepared that he thought was perfect seemed to be riddled with holes.

--split line--

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

This chapter has abridged, in the group file.

A not-so-spacious double bed is located in the center right of the room, and a small and fresh decorative painting hangs on the wall above the bed.

A beautiful girl sat on the white sheets and quilt.

Xiao Yao has been with this beautiful girl day and night for more than half a month. Looking at her face now, it is no longer the feeling of being captured by the soul when he first met, but when he tried to describe the beauty of the other party with words , who has always boasted that he has a little literary talent, but he feels that he has no words.

After searching for a long time, I could only come up with a few sentences: "Big eyes are juicy", "The face is small, the skin is super white", "Pure and beautiful, with a vague sense of distance" "Like the refined CG of Tianyun's era painting".

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

Her white shorts are simple in style, and there are some artificially designed rough cuffs on the sides of the trouser legs, revealing the skin of her thighs, just as Xiao Yao described - so white that it almost seems to glow.

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

Xiao Yao's eyes finally fell on those little feet wrapped in white sports socks.

Sports socks are different from ordinary cotton socks. Both the top of the socks and the body of the socks are very tight. They fit the feet tightly and outline a beautiful curve.

Shen Jie wore these socks this morning, raised her chin, and woke herself up for a morning run.These socks were worn in sneakers for morning jogging, accompanied the girl to attend mass in the church, and had a meeting with Father Yu and the others. At noon, they were put into small leather shoes, and they drove all the way from their home to Nanhui in the scorching sun. In the university city, I walked all the way on the campus of T University at night, dancing on the bridge...

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

As a result, to his surprise, the surface of the sock was still white, but it was no longer as bright as it was in the morning.

The girl's toes moved mischievously, and Xiao Yao saw a little bit of blackening on the bottom of the socks, but it was not obvious, almost invisible.

Girls are really magical animals, Xiao Yao thought.When taking off his socks in the shower just now, he noticed his socks... Forget it, it's better not to describe it in detail.

How on earth did she do it?
On the top of Shen Jie's round ankle, the brand logo of the sock was printed, and the pattern of the sock had also been elongated and thinned, so that it fit tightly on Shen Jie's foot.

Xiao Yao walked to the other side of the bed, put his legs up on the bed, and leaned against Shen Jie's side.

He casually picked up the beer can on the bedside table, feeling as light as a feather: "Damn, is this going to be drunk alone?"

"Hey." Shen Jie said.

Play cute.

He pulled the tab off another can of beer and took a swig.The cold wine is poured into the throat, the foam is slightly bitter, with a little malt aroma.

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 unexpectedly, she was sitting on the bed, staring at the TV, not knowing what she was thinking about, so she walked lightly Crawled over and grabbed Xiao Yao's arm: "Meow?"

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

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

……

……

The boy frowned, gently pushed the girl away, put her legs down, stretched out his hand to pinch her wrist, and moved away from his body.

"Meow meow?" Shen Jie raised her head, stared at her big eyes that were a bit confused, and stretched out her right hand to draw a question mark in the air.

Although Xiao Yao's soul is as towering as the Pearl of the Orient TV Tower, his heart cannot point out the direction for him to move forward.

If the national server of "Bloodline II" announces that it will be discontinued in 2 months, even if the monthly card is not required, Xiao Yao will definitely not be in the mood to level up, upgrade equipment, explode gold coins, and PK.

For him, for things that have no future, all interactions and happiness are doomed to be dull.

"Well, we're going to be good friends," Xiao Yao heard a strange voice say, "If you do anything else, you'll be playing hooligans."

But that voice was undoubtedly his own.

"Really?" Shen Jie turned her head suddenly, and said fiercely, "You agree?"

Xiao Yao did not speak, noncommittal.

Shen Jie looked a little happy, thought for a while, and then put the index finger of her right hand on the corner of her mouth: "Why not? Let's be good friends tomorrow?"

Now it's Xiao Yao's turn to draw a question mark in the air: "You said tomorrow is tomorrow, I don't want to lose face?"

"Okay." The girl's expression became a little lost: "Then, I'm going to take a shower."

Shen Jie stretched out her hand to hook her sock, inserted her index finger into it, and was about to pull down the sports sock.

Xiao Yao wanted to stop it, but then forced himself to be silent.

The girl took off half of the sock on her right foot, revealing her white and smooth ankle and half of the sole of her foot.

Xiao Yao watched eagerly, almost wanting to surrender aloud.

Then, with another "swish", she hid half of the leaked foot back into the sock.

"Yes, I said tomorrow will be tomorrow," the girl said cheerfully, "Why, aren't you convinced?"

Before Xiao Yao could react, Shen Jie lifted her left leg up with lightning speed, and then gently placed her left foot on his belly under Xiao Yao's surprised gaze.

Then, I hooked my toes there.

……

"Miss, I dare not be unconvinced." Xiao Yao replied honestly.

The girl smiled: "Hmph, that's pretty much the same. What I give you is yours. If I want to give it, you can't refuse."

"Long live the QUEEN!" Xiao Yao shouted.

Shen Jie hummed mischievously again, and put her right foot on Xiao Yao's chest.

This distance is already a little close to the nose, and through the air in the middle, Xiao Yao has already smelled the slight sour and fresh smell of sweat - this is not surprising at all, after all, Shen Jie and Xiao Yao have been sleeping together all day. Running around in the scorching sun, the demons are all scurrying.

But even the smell of sweat can't cover up the youthful breath on the girl's toes.

This breath has a little sweetness, like a wild flower picked by chance during the adventure journey.

Xiao Yao noticed that the surface of her socks was still slightly blackened due to the friction of the shoes. Although she walked for a whole day, the soles of the socks were really clean, with only a little dust. A black horizontal line.

The boy didn't move, neither did the girl, the two just looked at each other.

Xiao Yao knew that a can of beer was not enough to make her drunk, at most it was a little high.

"Huh..." The girl let out a deep breath, maintaining this strange posture of using the young man as a mat, and said, "After I go back, you have to take care of yourself and Tian Yun, you understand?"

"Understood." Xiao Yao tried his best to maintain a calm tone.

"Don't throw away your clothes, remember to brush your teeth and wash your face every day, take a shower every day, tidy up your room, don't pile up the sofa in a mess..."

"You still have the nerve to say it," Xiao Yao stroked her feet lightly, "It's you who littered the clothes, I pick them up for you every day, and you piled up the sofa..."

"Study hard, if you repeat the grade, I really won't play with you anymore, do you hear me?" Shen Jie continued, "When washing clothes, wash dark clothes and light clothes separately. Otherwise, light-colored clothes will be stained, you know?"

"When you go back, who will wash your underwear for you?" Xiao Yao asked her, "Auntie at home?"

The girl nodded.

"I still hope that the eldest lady can help me wash it once," Xiao Yao said with a light smile: "It seems that there is no chance."

"I'll wash it for you today—" Shen Jie announced proudly, "But I can't, you have to teach me on the sidelines."

Xiao Yao was taken aback, instinctively wanted to be polite, and worried that she would be polite, so she would not be polite, so she nodded and said, "Okay."

"After I go back," Shen Jie told him, "I will definitely have a good time with you sooner or later, even if I go to Midi."

"Then we have to say good morning twice a day and good night twice a day—once at noon and once in the evening." Xiao Yao said with a forced smile.

"What, are you annoying?" Shen Jie stared.

"How could it be, what the eldest lady says is what she says." Xiao Yao took another big sip of wine, trying to wash away the boredom in his heart.

"What do you want Tianyun to do every day, how is she? Send me a message, take photos, and send MMS." Shen Jie started to walk gently with her feet: "If she doesn't come home at night, you We must not let her go."

"Okay." Xiao Yao nodded, his nose was sore as if soaked in a saucer of vinegar, and immediately after, two lines of scalding liquid flowed down his cheeks.

The boy did not flick his tears lightly, Xiao Yao hurriedly reached out to wipe them away, but the girl had already retracted her feet, knelt on the bed and crawled over.

She helped Xiao Yao wipe away tears from one side.

Xiao Yao felt itchy on his cheeks being stimulated by her taste buds.

then……

……

Xiao Yao could no longer tell the liquid in his mouth from whose saliva and whose tears it was.

"Lie down." Shen Jie let go of Xiao Yao's head, wiped the corners of her eyes, and let out a soft sob from her nose.

"Yes." Xiao Yao said.

Shen Jie climbed to the opposite side of Xiao Yao and sat down again: "Don't cry anymore, and wipe your tears with your feet when you cry again."

"That's good too."

"Disgusting." Shen Jie commented, placing her feet on Xiao Yao's belly again.

(End of this chapter)