Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 69 The training materials given by Liu Piaopiao 【Subscription】

"I think our relationship is weird!" Tang Shi suddenly said while chopping vegetables.

"What's wrong?"

"Friends can't be defined." Tang Shi replied.

Song Ci, who was washing the vegetables, was stunned for a moment, thought carefully, and then nodded: "Sleeping under the same bed, eating the same meal, and living in the same courtyard, you actually only want to be friends? You scumbag."

Tang poetry:?
Why am I such a scumbag, I will sue you for defamation!

Her original intention was to remind Song Ci that friends are not like friends, and lovers are not lovers, which is a bit strange and unclear.

There are some close contacts, but not many, and those common experiences, there are not many, there must always be a definition.

It's not something that is unclear, and she can't do anything, of course it's not what she wants to do, it's just that she feels so weird.

"Mr. Tang!"

"Ok!"

"If I chase you, will you agree?" Song Ci asked her.

It was the same question as last time, so he asked Tang Shi again, this time Song Ci looked very seriously.

Tang Shi wanted to agree, but she couldn't say it.

Girls who have never been in a relationship don't dare to say anything, especially those words that express their hearts.

"Then let me change the question. If I say I like it, would you be my girlfriend?" Song Ci asked her again.

Tang Shi felt that he was bullying honest people.

For her who dare not answer one question, can she answer the second question?The second one is even more embarrassing.

Don't tell me, will he misunderstand that he doesn't like him?

She glanced at Song Ci quietly, and it happened that Song Ci was also looking at her. Tang Shi blushed, and lowered her head to continue cutting vegetables.

Sometimes, girls are silent, and they don't object clearly, but they don't object. In this case, at least it is suitable for most scenes.

Most of all, if Song Ci is also a rookie, what he can be sure of is that Tang Shi has a good impression of him. He doesn't know if it is enough to like him, but he can't tell.

"Is it not enough to understand?" Song Ci asked her.

Tang Shi shook his head.

"So I'm not good enough?"

Tang Shi shook his head again.

"Then you don't like me?" Song Ci asked again.

Tang Shi shook her head halfway, feeling as if something was wrong.

Seeing Song Ci's smile, Tang Shi blushed like an apple and blushed like a little sun.

It's not that I don't like it, what is it, I like it!

Although Song Ci was a rookie, he was not stupid after all. He got the information he wanted, and his smile became brighter.

As happy as he was smiling, Tang Shi was as shy as he was, thinking that the longest road he had traveled in his life was Song Ci's routine.

"It's good to know what you think. I'm not confident. The more I want something, the more I think about it. I'm afraid it will backfire."

"I'm kind of lazy, I don't have big ambitions, I'm stupid, and I'm afraid of saying the wrong thing."

Tang Shi shook his head.

It's not like this, even if you say it directly, it's okay.

She really couldn't say this sentence, the decibels of patient shouting were indeed very loud.

Feeling a little happy in his heart, Song Ci still pretended to be stupid: "Then can I hug you?"

Tang poetry: "."

It feels like a Transformer has been run over, and Tang Shi feels that Song Ci is really iron.

Noticing his lips, Tang Shi realized that he was also a little nervous and blushing, ha, it turned out that he was also embarrassed.

If you ask directly about everything like this, after that...?

The step-by-step Song Ci is still too conservative, and he didn't dare to stud directly. Conservative investment can only be exchanged for a small amount of profit, and stud can get rich.

Still hugged.

Wen Xiang nephrite is in her arms, this is the first real hug, and she ran away before feeling it last time.

Soft, fragrant and warm.

This was the first time in Song Ci's life that he hugged a girl well, his feelings were a little hard to express, but he felt that he would never forget it in this life.

Tang Shi was not Liu Piaopiao, so he didn't dare to say that he was flat, so he had to push him slightly to give himself a little more space.

Just like Song Ci's own bragging, his embrace really feels very safe.Surrounded by those strong masculinities, it's like hiding in the safest place in the world.

I always feel that there is a volcano hidden in his body, otherwise how could it be so blazing?
It was different from the ones I had smelled before. It had a faint special smell, like Shixiang Ruanjinsan. I lost my strength a little bit, and my feet were a little unsteady.

Whoo~!

"Hey, it's almost there!" Tang Shi patted him.

Song Ci let go.

Satisfied!
He didn't want to wash the dishes anymore, looking at Tang Shi who was blushing and heartbeating, Song Ci silently planned, when would it be better to give her a straight confession.

In this situation, it is true that friends are not friends, and lovers are not lovers.

Tang Shi is serious about chopping vegetables to divert his attention.

yard.

Liu Piaopiao looked at them regretfully, as if there was no follow-up after watching a short video, and complained a little: "It's really reserved!"

Originally, I thought that I could see the scene of bickering, but it turned out to be a hug and it was over.

I always thought that Song Ci was very courageous, but now I realized that he was not that big, and he didn't dare to chew on it. How bold can he be?
Give you a chance, you are useless!
It's such a good time, and it's just a simple hug. I'm sorry for her praying outside for so long.

Since her mentality changed, Liu Piaopiao felt that Tang Shi was right, and she was not reminded so often of Tang Shi when she was drunk today. After all, Tang Shi was braver than her.

Liu Piaopiao, who was only thinking about their early confirmation of their relationship, changed her mind, and she still felt that Tang Shi's slowness was inefficient.

She was the one who educated Tang poetry, she was the one who disliked the slow progress, and she was the one who wanted Tang poetry to have a good partner.

"They are so innocent. If it were me, they would all go to the bedroom." Liu Piaopiao muttered looking at the window, feeling that Song Ci was not brave enough: "That is Tang poetry, I want to do this, just drag it in."

If you like it, go after it, if you can't catch it, feed some vitamins, you are afraid of going to jail, and you dare not kiss?

Tang Shi is still her first love, she is timid, and her steps are normal.

Seeing the two people who started whispering again, the distance was getting closer, Liu Piaopiao guessed that there was nothing more to do, so she turned her head and went back to the house.

Don't read it, wait until dinner is ready.

Outside the window, you can still see the shadows of the two people, you hit me, I touch you, laughter came from the room, and the joy and happiness conveyed in those laughter were particularly easy to recognize.

Perhaps, there is also a little bit of happiness, but it is not so obvious.

Love is like a web novel, the beginning is always an experience, the middle and the ending, you need a capable person to write a beautiful one.

While having dinner in the small courtyard, Liu Piaopiao looked at the two of them, and they both pretended to be nonchalant.

It's not that I don't know, who else should I pretend to show?
Just now, he seemed to be in contact with 502, but now he looks innocent again, hiding his ears and stealing the bell, trying to cover up the truth, why is it necessary?
"I always feel that something is wrong with you?" Liu Piaopiao said deliberately.

Song Ci and Tang Shi shook their heads tacitly.

They just cared about their own happiness. How could they have thought that Liu Piaopiao had seen clearly in the small yard, the more he refused to admit it, the more interesting she felt.

"Today's potato chips are cut by Song Ci?" Pointing to the potato chips of different thicknesses, Liu Piaopiao looked at Tang Shi: "It's not like Shi Shi cut."

Tang Shi's face turned slightly red.

It was she who cut it, and the heartbeat was a little uneven, which made the standard in her hand fluctuate from time to time.In addition, her emotions distract her from time to time, so it's already pretty good if she doesn't cut it.

"Yeah, I cut it. You also know that my cooking skills are not very good. I'm practicing." Song Ci replied.

Knowing the answer, and then doing the paper, there is always a kind of secret joy in my heart, knowing the secret, and then asking questions, there is a kind of happiness in it.

Yo, what brand of plastic bag?It can really pretend!
They didn't expose them either. After dinner, Liu Piaopiao went to wash with Tang Shi.

Song Ci stared at the shadow of the window and froze in place.

It's still so good to act, Liu Piaopiao just asked them on purpose, she knows everything, just for fun.

What kind of hobby is this?

"Still thinking about the hug just now?"

While washing the dishes, Liu Piaopiao looked at Tang Shi's occasional snickering, occasionally shy, and occasionally reminiscing complex fan-shaped expressions, and asked a question.

Tang poetry:? ?

The question is, how did she know?

Seeing her bewildered expression, Nana, who was laughing with Liu Piaopiao, felt pain.

Confused?
Don't know?
"I saw it!" Liu Piaopiao explained, "Why are you blushing? It's not like I haven't hugged you before."

It is true.

It's not that she hasn't hugged her before, she has hugged her much more than herself, and she said this in the morning, Tang Shi calmed down the feeling that her secret had been exposed.

It was a bit overwhelming to be asked by her all of a sudden.

It's a little secret I've treasured just now, only to find out that everyone knows it, and even ask you if it's like this, I'm a little confused.

"Do you feel like you haven't hugged enough?" Liu Piaopiao asked her.

Tang Shi was embarrassed to say yes, so she shook her head.

I really couldn't tell, it seemed like I hadn't drank water for a long time, as if I was extremely thirsty.

"Duplicity, right?" Liu Piaopiao continued, "I was the same back then."

It turned out to be the case.

Tang Shicai nodded, indicating that everyone is similar.

Liu Piaopiao couldn't be happier, that's how she is, you have to say what you are before she will admit it, otherwise she won't admit it even if she is beaten to death.

Liu Piaopiao, who has known how to routine Tang poems for a long time, will tell the truth, one set is accurate.

"I just said, it's okay if you don't start. Once you start, everyone is the same." Liu Piaopiao put the table and chopsticks away: "Otherwise, why do you think I'm selling props?"

Tang poetry: "."

This is not a topic she can participate in, and she has not considered such far-reaching things.

Besides, if he doesn't leave, he probably doesn't need any props.

"Have you seen Discovery Discovery?"

Tang Shi shook his head.

"The next step is to explore and discover. Like a lion, it always likes to find out every part of its territory." Liu Piaopiao said seriously: "If it is hidden, it will be found out. If it is not hidden, it will be marked first."

what?
The next moment, Tang Shi blushed more and more.

The brain seems to have its own ideas, with many strange and confused pictures. As we all know, mosaics can only prevent gentlemen.

At this moment, Tang Shi felt that she was a hooligan.

"In the future, you will know that many of their habits are unified, just like the procedures are the same." Liu Piaopiao said to himself: "I like to hold things when I sleep, I like to ride horses, I like to climb mountains, and I like to feed you Breakfast and dinner."

Tang poetry did not understand.

Liu Piaopiao also knew that she didn't understand. If she doesn't understand now, she will understand later.

It took her a lot of time to understand, but what the hell, the plug ran away.

"Then what should I do?" Tang Shi asked her.

She belongs to the seven orifices through the six orifices, but not one.

For these advanced knowledge, no one taught her anything. As we all know, there is no such meticulous education in rural areas.

Tang poetry, who is all about making money, doesn't have such a wide circle, and he doesn't understand this thing.

In addition, she goes to bed early and wakes up very regularly, and doesn't read those science popularizations, which makes her know very vaguely.Not so naive as to think that hugging will make you pregnant, but you don't know too much either.

"What to do, learn!" Liu Piaopiao sent her a video.

Tang poetry: "."

Just learn it hard?There is no more subtle way?
"Okay, you learn slowly, I'll go back and rest." Liu Piaopiao ran away.

She just wanted to popularize the professional knowledge of Tang poetry, so as not to know anything about Tang poetry, and to know more, the purpose of showing her Song Ci directly.

Close the door and turn off the lights.

Tang Shi crawled into bed, and could still smell some of the lingering smell of Song Ci.

Suck~!

Looking at the mobile phone on the left and the headphone cable on the right, Tang Shi looked at the ceiling, suffering.

She hates multiple choice questions.

"It's learning. Learning is sacred, and knowledge is also sacred. Reproduction!" Tang Shi took the earphone cable and turned off the bedroom light with some guilt.

The phone volume is turned down.

The light from the screen shone on her face, and she had a fluctuating expression, like a marquee.

Covering the phone, Tang Shi breathed the air as if she lacked oxygen, and the temperature on her face felt like she could cook an egg.

"My God, doesn't it hurt?" Tang Shi muttered to herself.

It took a long time before she continued to pick up the phone.

Xia Tian quietly passed by, leaving behind a little secret, which is pressed to the bottom of my heart, and I can't tell you.

The next day.

When Song Ci saw Tang Shi, she had two big dark circles under her eyes, and Song Ci felt that the way she looked at him was a little strange.

Can't tell what's so strange, but it's definitely not a normal look, scratching his head in doubt, Song Ci couldn't figure out why.

But Tang Shi was still making breakfast and asked him to have breakfast together.

"Did you stay up late yesterday?" Song Ci asked her.

Tang Shi bowed her head, her head was almost buried in the bowl.

It's not just insomnia, I didn't fall asleep all night, otherwise there would be dark circles under my eyes.

"I had an online class yesterday." Tang Shi replied, "If you don't pay attention, you will forget the time."

It was a bit seamless, and Song Ci didn't suspect anything, even if he couldn't think of it, the content of Tang Shi's online class was thought to be some kind of training.

Thinking of her studying hard, it is normal for her to forget the time.

"Don't rush to learn so much, do it slowly and learn at the same time." Song Ci said to her.

Tang poetry: "."

If Song Ci didn't know anything, she would have thought that she was hinting at something.

"Okay!" Tang Shi had no choice but to answer.

There is really no way to say anything, thousands of words, I can't say it, some things can't be shared.

Seeing Song resign to go to work, Tang Shi just washed his face with cold water, went back to clean up the room, put the empty paper towels into the garbage bag, and threw them away together.

Jinmen.

Song Ci's home.

Song Ci's mother was pulling and talking with Song Ci's father who had just returned from a business trip, her cheerful appearance was the opposite of Song Ci's exhausted expression.

"I called my son, guess what I found?" Song Ci's mother had an expression that you couldn't guess.

Lao Song took a few sips of soy milk and ate two more steamed dumplings before he looked at her expression.

There is roughly a guess.

"Song Ci is looking for a partner?" Old Song looked at her frozen smile and knew he had guessed right.

Song Ci's mother turned into a boring expression, and felt that chatting with him was meaningless.

After so many years, she had finally accepted the fact that she was stupid, but Lao Song seemed to always remind her not to forget.

"Have you seen that girl?" Lao Song smacked his lips: "Video?"

Well, the face stinks, you guessed it.

My wife is such a person, happy or unhappy, it's like writing the answer on her face, simple and easy to guess.

"Very satisfied?" Lao Song continued to ask.

Song Ci's mother: "."

This old man is so annoying and annoying.

"If you want to go to bed earlier, just say so. Is this necessary?" Song Ci's mother pointed to the upstairs: "Hurry up and go to sleep."

When he didn't want to listen to her nagging and long speeches, Lao Song used this way of communication, and he could guess everything.

Pissed himself off, and he got what he wanted.

After finishing his breakfast, Lao Song replied: "I'm very tired these days, how nice you are to me at night, I will definitely listen quietly."

Song Ci's mother, who was still angry, ignored him.

After wiping his mouth, Lao Song was ready to go to rest. He was too busy these days and hadn't had a good rest yet. As he got older, he felt more powerless.

I used to be able to cope with work energetically, but later, I felt that I was gradually unable to keep up, and the feeling of fatigue was very clear.

"Why didn't Sunflower come back recently? Are you busy with work?" Song Ci's mother asked him.

Lao Song lowered his eyelids, recovered, and nodded: "They are very busy recently, and the company has new projects for them."

Finding nothing wrong, Song Ci's mother quickly cleaned up the table and asked him to go to rest early.

She herself was humming a little tune, and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes in a somewhat happy mood. She also ate the dumplings that Lao Song hadn't finished, and started to work while wearing an apron.

upstairs.

Lao Song, who was lying on the big solid wood bed, could still see conspicuous white hair when he fell asleep on his side, and the traces of those hair dyes were easy to see.

Time goes by like this.

When three days passed.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Song Ci lit firecrackers outside the store with the [celadon] door hanging on it.

There were quite a few flower baskets placed at the door, and the notes said good business, good fortune, prosperous business, etc.

In the smell of sulfur, Tang Shi opened the door, and she looked at her small shop with some excitement. From today, Tang Shi, she also has a career of her own.

Silently make a wish to yourself, hoping to make more and more money in the future.

Song Ci and Liu Piaopiao clapped their hands and applauded her. Looking at the high-spirited and passionate Tang poems, Song Ci sighed with emotion, and finally took the first step in cultivating his wife.

(End of this chapter)