Chapter 165: Ordinary Days (5)

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 "Did our banning proposal finally turn into a kind of... interest?" the little beauty said in surprise.

"Well, he doesn't believe that we can really ban him, but instead uses this matter to paralyze himself. He was going to become a monk last night and it was so fun." Xu Qinglian said angrily: "But he was in a high state the next day.

"

Huang Xin was already laughing out loud on the sun lounger on the shore: "Interest affects the state."

At this point, the topic has been talked about to death. The last time they joined forces was an accident. In essence, it was the first time for the three of them with complicated relationships to get together, especially the two "sisters" who were together for the first time with their "little sister" Xu Qinglian.

I couldn't let go, so I took Wang Ai as a "common enemy" and established a close family relationship.

Moreover, Wang Ai used practical actions this time to veto the rationality of the ban.

"Get away, get away!" The three of them were thinking about what to talk about. Suddenly, Wang Ai's voice came from above their heads. The three of them followed the sound and asked, "Okay?" Wang Ai was squatting on the third floor window in swimming trunks and looking at it.

Ready to jump into the pool!

"Don't, don't!" Huang Xin stood up quickly: "It's seven or eight meters away, you're not afraid of falling to death?"

"High platform diving." Wang Ai started to make preparations: "I'll show you a head-first dive!"

Now the little beauty became anxious: "Stop! The water is only more than two meters deep. Your head fell down and hit the bottom of the pool!"

Wang Ai at the window on the third floor was stunned and couldn't help but nodded: "That makes sense... Then who of the three of you can help me?"

The three of them rolled their eyes together, Huang Xin lay down again, and the two beauties swam again, and Wang Ai returned to the room boringly. However, the three women above and below the swimming pool were even more embarrassed, because they guessed that Wang Ai had done this.

The reason for this action is... I just eavesdropped on their conversation!

But they haven't taken the opportunity to have an attack, because there is no such thing as respecting privacy in this family. Wang Ai leads by example and doesn't hide anything from them. They can look at it on their mobile phones, on their computers, and even their bank card passwords are not kept secret.

For people like Xu Qinglian who asked him for money at short notice, Wang Ai would give it to him casually.

For example, on the third floor of this house in Madrid, the three bedrooms are all shared. It is never decided which one belongs to whom. It is usually in the master bedroom. When I feel uncomfortable, I go to the second bedroom. Sometimes I take a nap in the third bedroom.

It doesn’t have to be the third bedroom, the main reason is that I feel uncomfortable watching the third bedroom idle all day long!

The biggest private space for the three of them is their respective bags and luggage. There is nothing more, not even as much as the guards. Although the guards share a bedroom with several people, at least they all have their own cabinets, and even the study room on the third floor is shared.

of.

It was late at night, and the whole family returned to the living room on the third floor to watch TV and rest. Xu Qinglian was still a little angry: "Did you eavesdrop on our conversation?"

Wang Ai put his arm around Xu Qinglian's shoulders: "Don't you listen to me less? After all, we are all related, so why hide our minds? We are all northerners who use big bathhouses. We can tell others everything and be generous.

a little."

Before Xu Qinglian could continue to criticize, Wang Ai hurriedly followed up: "Okay, okay, all the mistakes are my fault, but this is it, right? At worst, it will be my turn tonight."

"Shameless!" All beauties, big and small, couldn't bear this suggestion, and they all reprimanded the man for his shamelessness.

Wang Ai was sprayed, so he left the beauty and ran to the side to hug Huang Xin: "I'm injured, my teacher Huang!"

Huang Xin said in surprise: "Does this...you want me to wear a skirt, glasses, and a pointer tonight?"

Wang Ai trembled all over: "No, I don't have the bad taste like the Japanese. I just want you to criticize those two girls. They fight against me all day long, like two little sparrows, nagging me non-stop.

"

"Is it slightly injured enough?"

"That's definitely not enough, isn't it uncomfortable?"

"Ha!" Huang Xin grabbed Wang Ai's hand and slapped it twice: "When you were assassinating like crazy, did you ask the target how he felt?"

Wang Ai thought about it seriously: "The target squeaked and flowed all over the floor?"

Seeing Wang Ai being so shameless, the three women looked at each other, stood up and dragged Wang Ai at the same time: "Let's go, isn't it a marathon? Let's take over in relay!"

Two nights later, the living room on the first floor of Wang Ai's house was overcrowded. Men and women gathered together to watch the highlight of this season's Champions League on the big TV. Before the game, the media made various interpretations about Wang Ai's absence.

, including the theory of injuries, discord, fatigue, etc., but there is very little talk of friendship, which makes Wang Ai both relieved and a little disappointed.

Because of Wang Ai's low air pressure, the living room was relatively quiet, which was convenient for Wang Ai to watch the game carefully.

45 minutes later, Huang Xin came from the kitchen and glanced at the score, which was still 0:0: "Why is it so quiet? Come and eat some fruit."

A basket of various fruits was distributed along the way, and there was still a third of it when it came to Wang Ai. The little beauty grabbed a few cherries and said, "Thanks to your strength, I have to use both hands for such a big basket."

Huang Xin laughed and sat on the sofa next to her, looking at Wang Ai, who was still holding his chin and looking at the TV showing advertisements with his chin in his hands, saying, "A draw in the away game, is that acceptable?"

When no one responded, Xu Qinglian poked Wang Ai: "Sister Huang is asking you something."

"Oh? Oh! Oh!" Wang Ai scratched his scalp and remembered what Huang Xin asked: "It's okay."

"I don't see you happy either." Huang Xin asked still with interest.

"Uh..." Wang Ai didn't understand the source of his emotions for a moment.

Xu Qinglian snickered at the side: "He is troubled by the fact that he can't get along with himself. The ones in white clothes are teammates, and the ones in blue clothes are also teammates. Where should I stand? Sometimes I work hard for this one, sometimes I work hard for that one, oops

, I feel so tired just thinking about it.”

Several women laughed, causing a low laughter in the living room.

"It's true when you say it." Wang Ai shook his head and grabbed a piece of fruit without caring about it and started to chew it. The cool sweet water washed away the anxiety in Wang Ai's heart.

Another 45 minutes passed. The three women who came back from the gym saw the 0:0 still on the TV and high-fived each other in celebration: "Fortunately we ran early!"

Wang Ai stood up unsteadily and ignored the TV. He went to the gym and started doing preparatory movements on the spot, and then started to practice night training as usual. After a while, the little beauty carrying a thermos bucket walked in: "I added a few pieces of cucumber today to save you the trouble.

fire."

The sweaty Wang Ai, who was hanging on the horizontal bar and doing pull-ups with weight plates on his feet, nodded silently. The little beauty looked at him for a while and suddenly opened the lid of the thermos bucket: "I haven't tasted it yet.

I don’t know if it’s salty or not.”

Wang Ai landed with a thud, panting, and moved the barbell to the corner. He wiped the sweat on his face with a towel while watching the little beauty eat secretly. The little beauty took two bites and turned around: "

What? Are you still depressed?"

"No." Wang Ai came over and picked up a water glass to drink: "I'm wondering how the media will judge me tomorrow."


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