"Qianqian will come over for dinner later. Your foot is so injured, are we still going to eat at home?" Aunt Thirteen asked him as she lowered her head and carefully applied medicine to Yang Fan with a cotton swab.
"Are you tired of the food I cook?" Yang Fan looked at Aunt Thirteen who was applying medicine to himself seriously. She looked so pretty.
"No." Aunt Thirteen took the bottle of yellow medicine, pointed the bottle mouth at the cotton swab, poured some yellow medicine, and continued to apply medicine to Yang Fan.
"Then let's eat at home." Yang Fan said.
Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian are coming over for dinner tonight, and Yang Fan knew about it last night.
He originally planned to go on a date with Liu Yueyue and eat out, and Liu Yueyue also wanted to do so.
But I still have a younger sister.
I left my sister behind, but she refused.
We had no choice but to compromise and go to Aunt Thirteen's house together.
"You're in this condition now, is it convenient for you to cook?" Aunt Thirteen felt a little guilty. She didn't notice that there was something wrong with the wound, and she couldn't have caused such a wound by stepping on it.
"Isn't it more inconvenient to go out for dinner? You have to walk around all the time. It's better for me to do it at home." Of course, Yang Fan would not take the initiative to tell Aunt Thirteen that he was the one who injured himself yesterday and it had nothing to do with her.
Look at her now, so gentle and virtuous, how nice.
I don't even dare to lose my temper.
After Aunt Thirteen finished applying the medicine to Yang Fan, Guo Guo stopped crying. While her mother was taking the first aid kit away and putting it back, she quietly came over and said to Yang Fan, "Dad, that's it for once."
"What?" Yang Fan asked in confusion.
"Mom has already hit me once. Dad, how many times do we have to hit her before we can go to grandma's house again? I want to see Xiaobai." Guoguo said in a low voice.
"Oh, that's it." Yang Fan thought for a moment and said, "There are still fifty-one more."
The little girl's eyes widened: "Dad, didn't you say fifty times? I hit him once, how come it became fifty-one times?"
Yang Fan knew he couldn't tease the little girl anymore. She could only count more and more times, so he said, "There are still forty-nine times."
After a pause, he asked, "Does your butt still hurt?"
"It hurts. Mom doesn't feel sorry for me at all. It hurts more than before. I..." The little girl stopped talking when she saw her mother coming out.
Yang Fan felt that the future of this mother and daughter would not be peaceful.
Battle of wits and courage, hurting each other.
Thirteenth Aunt now has a feeling about her daughter. She thinks the little girl's rebellious period has come too early and she is actually looking for trouble.
In the past, it was mostly because she was looking for trouble and her daughter couldn't help but resist, which gave her the opportunity to do it.
"You watch cartoons, I'll talk to your mother for a while." Yang Fan asked the little girl to sit on the round stool in front to watch TV.
"Oh." The little girl wiped the tears from her face and sat down carefully on the small round stool.
Her butt still hurt a little, so she only sat halfway, but she sat upright, otherwise she would be scolded by her mother again.
Aunt Thirteen took her own cup and went to get some water for Yang Fan.
Yang Fan hasn't used his water cup for a few days, so he has to wash it before using it again.
Aunt Thirteen is too lazy to wash now.
"We may have to have dinner a little later tonight. Qianqian said she and Yueyue have something to do, so they may not arrive until eight o'clock." Aunt Thirteen handed the glass of water to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan took three big gulps and put the cup down: "Yueyue... and Qianqian told me, I know."
Aunt Thirteen nodded and sat down next to Yang Fan.
A burst of fragrance came over. To outsiders, this fragrance might have a refreshing effect, but to Yang Fan, it had the effect of arousing his passion.
When a dog sees meat again, it will have an instinctive reaction and start drooling.
Yang Fan is a human being, but in this situation, he is no different from a dog.
Books often say that you shouldn’t suppress your nature as it’s bad for your health.
Although it is said that it is better to have no books than to believe in them blindly, Yang Fan believes in this point.
Yang Fan firmly believes that smoking is harmful to health and alcoholism affects life expectancy.
Although some people smoke and drink and live to be ninety or even a hundred years old.
Countless people who don't smoke or drink die of illness in their fifties or sixties.
If someone ignores the harm of smoking and drinking because of this, it only shows that such person is stupid and ignorant.
People can have faith and join a religion because of their worship of theology, but not believing in science is an extremely foolish idea.
Yang Fan believed in science, so as soon as Aunt Thirteen sat down, he held her on his lap.
Aunt Thirteen blushed and glanced at her daughter who was sitting in front of her, engrossed in watching cartoons. Then she retracted her gaze, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, so charming.
You bastard, I thought he had no feelings for her. He waited so long after entering the house before he hugged her.
Without saying a word, Yang Fan put one hand on the back of Shisan's head and pressed it down.
The shirt is slim-fitting and the fabric doesn’t stretch very well.
Not to mention the skirt.
Yang Fan took a lot of effort to unbutton Shisan's underwear.
Aunt Thirteen quickly turned her head to look at her daughter again, and found that the little girl was not paying attention to anything else and was concentrating on watching TV. Only then did she let Yang Fan take out her underwear and put it on the sofa beside her.
But she allowed him to touch it. When Yang Fan wanted to put his head into Thirteen's shirt, she stopped him.
My daughter was neither eating nor sleeping.
This is not allowed.
After being stopped by Thirteen, Yang Fan regained some of his senses and took her off his legs.
It's a wonderful feeling when interacting with the opposite sex. It can make people forget themselves and do things that they would easily suppress under normal circumstances.
Aunt Thirteen thought Yang Fan was angry, and said softly with a ruddy face, "At night, when she falls asleep, not now."
"I want to turn on the lights at night." Yang Fan bargained with Shisan.
"No, no." Thirteen's face was flushed.
She didn't turn off the lights last time, and Yang Fan's burning gaze and admiration made her so embarrassed that she got up and turned off the lights immediately.
No matter what, he was not allowed to turn on the light.
Yang Fan said that the loss would be too great if the lights were not turned on, and she was too embarrassed to agree.
They say you can turn on the lights, but that means you can’t do anything else but chat.
"Then let's not wait until tonight." As he said that, Yang Fan wanted to get into Shisan's shirt again.
In fact, the shirt was so loose that Yang Fan’s head couldn’t fit in.
"Okay, okay, whatever you want." Thirteen quickly pushed Yang Fan's head away and stood up with a red face: "I'll go cook first."
Yang Fan pulled Thirteen back to the sofa and whispered in her ear, "Thirteen, you are so charming. Tonight... Shall I go downstairs and buy a box first?"
"No!" Aunt Thirteen was quite happy after hearing the first part of the sentence, but her expression changed immediately after hearing the second part.
Yang Fan made a bitter face and asked, "Isn't this enough?"
What he meant was, why can't we do it yet? The time is ripe.
Aunt Thirteen knew what he meant, and said with a blushing face: "I don't want to take medicine, nor do I want to use the box... safe period."
After saying that, she hurried to cook.
"Oh~" Yang Fan sighed. It would take many more days.
Now he finally understood what it meant to live every day like a year.