"No? Then let's play rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins gets the right to rest on the bed. How about this?"
Wen Liang sat on the armrest of the sofa, Ning Xiaoning sat next to him, rolled her eyes at him, peeled a slice of orange and put it in her mouth, her fingertips brushed across her cherry-red lips, with her usual cold demeanor, she actually looked a bit confused. Wen Liang shamelessly reached out to ask for it, Ning Xiaoning snorted and turned around, peeled a slice and handed it to Xu Yao as if to deliberately irritate him.
Xu Yao was leaning over to watch TV. She took the orange and licked it with her tongue. She was so cute. Wen Liang smiled and said, "Why, you are not interested in my proposal?"
The three women shook their heads at the same time.
Ning Xiaoning said contemptuously: "You are a boy, do you still have the nerve to compete with us? Besides, you are the only man, do you want us to sleep on the sofa and you sleep on the bed? Wen Liang, you will definitely feel guilty if you do that."
Wen Liang had basically gotten used to Ning Xiaoning's sudden jokes, and said, "I really don't feel guilty..."
"Believe me, your subconscious mind will!"
Seeing Wen Liang speechless with a bitter face, Xu Yao stretched and said, "Do you know how powerful Xiao Ning is? Silly boy, boys should be graceful. In fact, you see, the sofa is quite soft and has air conditioning, so it won't be cold. If it weren't for you, I would have slept here."
For the first time, Wen Liang realized that it was a mistake to group these girls together. He sighed, "Your shamelessness really resembles my style back then."
Xu Yao laughed out loud, Ning Xiaoning pouted, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.
Wen Liang said, "Today, I first led everyone to play games, and then competed with Gu Wenyuan. Even if I didn't have any credit, I still worked hard. How could you bear to let me sleep on the sofa?"
In fact, Wen Liang would never really fight with them for the bed. He just saw that the three girls were a little embarrassed at night, so he deliberately used this to liven up the atmosphere. Many things are like this. The more you try to hide it, the more you can't let it go. If you really use a joking tone to talk about the matter, it will work better.
When it comes to how to get along with girls, Uncle Wen couldn't do any better after being influenced by his later generations.
Ji Su put down the bag of snacks in her hand. In fact, she thought to herself that it was not necessary to go through so much trouble. She would just sleep on the sofa. However, she also knew that it was not good to be a good person at this time. She said softly, "How about this. If you agree to sleep on the sofa, each of us can agree to a request of yours that is not too excessive..." As she spoke, her eyes drifted towards Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning. Seeing that Wen Liang looked like a martyr who would rather die than sleep on the sofa, the two girls were afraid that he would have to go to the bed to mess around, so they nodded and agreed to Ji Su's proposal.
Wen Liang immediately clapped his hands together and said with a smile, "Deal!"
Xu Yao was afraid of being tricked, and shouted, "Don't go too far, you can't ask me to kneel down and bark like a dog!" This was the ultimate move that the two had been complaining about since they met, and Xu Yao's worry was necessary. But what she didn't understand was that in such a scene and atmosphere, no mentally and physically mature man would think of asking a stunningly beautiful girl to bark like a dog.
That is not called a waste of natural resources, that is called intracranial brain tissue variant lesions. In simple terms, it is brain damage.
"Don't worry, it's definitely not excessive!"
Wen Liang sat down on the sofa carelessly, put his legs flat on the coffee table, and said, "I've been busy all day today, and my waist and legs are sore. Come, Xiao Su scratch Master Wen's head, Xiao Yao massage Master's legs, and Xiao Ning, just peel oranges for Master."
Ning Xiaoning was about to lose her temper, but Xu Yao held her hand and advised, "Calm down, it's unfair for them to sleep on the sofa. If you hadn't insisted on coming, this wouldn't have happened. This is just a small request, and you can get through it if you grit your teeth, haha..."
At the end of the conversation, Ning Xiaoning couldn't help laughing. She glanced at Wen Liang with her eyes slanted. Seeing him leaning limply on the sofa, he completely regarded himself as a landlord. The comfortable look on his face was extremely annoying. She couldn't help but laugh and scold, "What a character!"
If any boy from Qingyi Middle School saw the following scene, they would rush up and beat Wen Liang to death. Any of the three girls was the object of everyone's admiration. Normally, they would be so happy that they couldn't sleep in the middle of the night just to say a few words to Wen Liang. But at this moment, they were all serving Wen Liang like little maids. Ji Su stood behind the sofa, inserted his ten fingers into the boy's fluffy and silky black hair, and gently stroked his scalp with his fingertips, which aroused a slight numbness in the hearts of both of them. Ji Su looked down at the lazy boy, feeling peaceful and happy in his heart. Suddenly, he felt that time like this seemed to be very fascinating.
Xu Yao had never been so well-behaved before. She knelt beside the sofa, imitating the postures on TV. She clenched her fists and gently beat her legs from top to bottom. From time to time, she asked, "Master Wen, is this too hard? Is this okay?"
Wen Liang felt relaxed all over. He closed his eyes and hummed, then tilted his head and opened his mouth: "Ah..."
Ning Xiaoning was both angry and amused. How could she meet such a funny guy? She peeled the orange and fed it to him personally: "Here, be careful or you'll choke to death!"
Wen Liang subconsciously opened his mouth and took a bite, holding the orange petal between his lips. The tip of his tongue was wrapped in the sweet juice, and both of them trembled slightly at the same time.
Two minutes later, Wen Liang was so dizzy that he didn't know where he was. Xu Yao winked at Ning Xiaoning, who understood and poured a cup of hot tea. She put a lot of the snacks that Ji Su had spread out, such as sour plum powder, plums, and popping candies, into the tea. What's more, she even added a little chili sauce. After it was all dissolved, she brought it to Wen Liang's mouth: "Master Wen, please have some tea!"
Hearing such a shy tone from Ning Xiaoning's mouth was enough to make even a god feel half numb. Wen Liang didn't expect it and took a sip from her hand.
As soon as he took a sip, a strange taste of sour, numbing and spicy filled his mouth, and his tongue was about to rot. Even though he was determined, he almost spit it out. However, Wen Liang was able to navigate the treacherous Qingzhou officialdom with ease, so facing a few young girls was no big deal. He didn't know that this was a cruel revenge for his arrogance, so he swallowed it with all his might, still closing his eyes, shaking his head and savoring it: "It tastes good, it tastes good by the mountains and rivers, it's true."
Xu Yao opened her mouth slightly, not knowing what was going on. Her stunned look was very cute and funny. Ning Xiaoning stared at the teacup in confusion. Could it be that something randomly mixed together could actually create a miracle? She frowned and thought about it, then took a sip carefully.
"puff!"
Ning Xiaoning jumped up suddenly, spraying tea all over Wen Liang, and accidentally knocked over the cup in her hand, hitting Uncle Wen's thigh. She stuck out her tongue, jumped a few times, and was about to cry.
Wen Liang was just joking with them, but he didn't expect Ning Xiaoning to be curious enough to drink it herself. The little brother was hit by this, and the hot water soaked a large area of his lower body. He was in so much pain that he jumped up and shouted, "Murdering my husband!"
Ji Su and Xu Yao were both terrified. Xu Yao hurried to help Ning Xiaoning pour water to rinse her mouth, patting her on the back and coaxing her, "It's okay, it's okay, drink some water quickly."
Ji Su grabbed the sofa towel on the armrest to help Wen Liang clean the water stains. Wen Liang lowered his head and saw Ji Su's winding curves, her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall, and her beautiful and charming face that was so focused that he was a little moved.
When Wen Liang saw the clear water droplets, he finally came to his senses and wanted to slap himself. He stepped back, afraid that Ji Su would be embarrassed, and said softly, "It's just a little water spilled. I'm thick-skinned, it's no big deal. Get up quickly, get up quickly."
He reached out and held Ji Su's arm, pulled her up, and pressed her to sit on the sofa. Ji Su trembled slightly when he touched her, but did not avoid it. She turned around and sat down, and his fingers brushed the corner of her eyes. Although she was still confused, she knew that she couldn't let the other two girls find out, otherwise how could she face others
Ning Xiaoning drank two glasses of water before she felt better. Xu Yao breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Wen Liang. Her big, lively eyes expressed her apology for taking care of Ning Xiaoning first. Wen Liang glared at her, saying, "Why are you being silly? Is there any need to apologize for this?" Of course, she had to take care of Ning Xiaoning first.
The two of them didn't say a word, but they both understood each other's feelings. This kind of tacit understanding is often more precious than any sweet words that make people's heart beat.
"How are you, feeling better?"
Ning Xiaoning pouted, her eyes were red, and she looked aggrieved and pitiful. The scenery after the iceberg thawed turned out to be so charming.
(Rabindranath Tagore - When you commanded me to sing, my heart seemed to burst with pride, I looked up at your face, tears welled up in my eyes.
In my socket.
All the bitterness and contradictions in my life melted into a sweet harmony—
My praise is like a joyful bird, fluttering its wings across the ocean.
I know you enjoy my singing. I know it is only because I am a singer that I can come before you.
With the outstretched wings of my song I have touched your feet, which I never dared to hope to touch.
Intoxicated by the song, I forgot myself. You were my master, but I called you my friend.
I know not how thou singest, my lord! I always listen in wonder.
The radiance of your music illuminates the world. The breath of your music permeates the heavens.
The holy spring of thy music rushes forward, breaking through all the rocks that stand in its way.
My heart longs to sing with you, but I can't make a sound. I want to speak, but words can't make a song. I call
Oh, you have made my heart a prisoner in the vast net of your music, my master!
Please allow me to slack off for a while and sit beside you. I will finish the work at hand later.
Without your presence, my heart knows no peace or repose, and my work becomes an endless sea of toil.
Endless toil in the.
Today the heat of summer comes to my window and whispers: the bees are singing in the palace of flowers.
This is the time to sit quietly, facing you, and sing the song of life in this silence and endless leisure (to be continued)