Chapter 602: When I Sit and Watch the Clouds Rise (8)
"...You have come full circle." The sound of the shower next door became cheerful.
"So, for a person like you, it's hard to imagine someone holding you up and down with one hand like a baby. Your usual sense of stability may not be able to accept how someone treats you." Wang Ai closed the flower.
Sa bubbled up: "Of course, your best friend is not capable of doing this, and the average male classmates certainly don't have the strength, and they don't dare. They even don't dare to perform like this with their girlfriends in front of you. But in fact, it can be done
Not many people have reached this point, and my strength is not unusual."
"Who else?" Xu Qinglian asked imitating the buck-toothed boss.
"Haha!" Wang Ai raised his head and said to the water: "You know there was Zhao Feiyan in ancient times? She danced on the palm of her hand. She must have weighed sixty pounds, right? Anyway, it must not be malnutrition, and she would not be able to dance."
"Handheld dance? Is it fake? Why isn't it happening today?"
"Two-finger meditation was considered fake before, but didn't a young man actually do it later? In fact, many historical legends are just that the environment is different, and people today don't have to work so hard. Otherwise, in ancient times, living conditions were harsh
It will force many people to practice their unique skills. At least for now, if you can maintain a good balance, you can stand on my forearm and dance. I can definitely hold it. If I didn’t have the ability to play football, my family would
There is no business, so if I just rely on this skill, I will be able to practice it sooner or later."
"Oh... Oops, why don't you have a bath towel? My clothes are all wet and I can't wear them. Don't you usually prepare bath towels? What should I do if my clothes get wet?"
"Let's go out naked. There's no one in the backyard anyway." Wang Ai said nonchalantly: "Besides, isn't there a handkerchief? Wrap it around your waist..."
After a moment of silence, Xu Qinglian said quietly: "... Do you want me to just use a hand towel?"
"Okay!" Wang Ai thought excitedly in his heart, but said: "Oh, wait a minute, I'll get it for you."
After hurriedly wiping his body, Wang Ai put on a pair of clean pants. He had a backup, so he went out to the bathroom of Xu Qinglian's room. He took a big towel and looked through the drawers in Xu Qinglian's room with a stern look, without daring to delay.
Anyway, there are no new styles, and even the colors are similar, so I picked up a set of pure white ones.
Knocking on the bathroom door, he handed things in one after another through the open gap. Wang Ai didn't leave either. He just leaned outside the bathroom and teased Mengzi: "By the way, you can't do anything with a hand towel. France and Spain have them."
At the nudist beach, that’s what you wear.”
"Well, I know, I'm quite interested. How about we go there another day?"
"Ahem! No, no, no!"
"Sacrifice one for me and gain tens of millions, isn't it profitable? Isn't the Internet era the most important thing about the spirit of sharing?"
"No, no, no! Don't even think about it. I'm telling you, if you dare to go, I'll spank you so hard that you won't be able to get out of bed for three days." Wang Ai quickly refused: "You are mine, they
, they are considered public, you are different anyway."
"Besides, you are a stingy man, if you have the heart but not the courage, you must have gone through my drawers, right?"
Wang Ai took a breath, knowing that this matter would definitely not be fooled. No matter how careful he was, he would still be noticed, so he gave up decisively: "Detective! Ah, I'm curious, so I took a look."
"Want to see if you won't be generous?"
"You don't let me see how generous I am. You forgot that you made my hands red." Wang Ai picked up Chong Tianqu. How could Wang Ai resist his curiosity when we lived together in London?
Xu Qinglian also remembered this scene and knew that she was not telling the truth, so she silently cleaned up inside.
Wang Ai couldn't help it anymore: "By the way, there's no one around now, why don't you come out with a handkerchief and try it?"
There was silence in the bathroom for a moment, then the latch clicked open, and in Wang Ai's incredible eyes, Xu Qinglian really walked out with a handkerchief!
Perfect figure! Standing!
Xu Qinglian glanced at Wang Ai and walked forward with a smile. The steps were a little small, but Wang Ai didn't notice. When they arrived at the door, Wang Ai stepped forward and took her arm: "Hey..."
"Are you satisfied?"
Wang Ai nodded repeatedly.
"Is there no one in the backyard?"
Wang Ai pulled Xu Qinglian aside, stretched out his head to look, then pulled back and nodded decisively.
Xu Qinglian also nodded: "Okay, I will make you satisfied again, but I can make you more satisfied."
"What?" Wang Ai's eyes lit up, like two light bulbs.
"The backyard is too small, how about the front yard?" Xu Qinglian slapped her face, making Wang Ai dizzy: "The front yard is a bit too small, how about going to the street? How about I show you a model walk?"
Wang Ai's mind turned around twice before she realized that the smell was not right. She couldn't help but push and push her back to the bathroom. Xu Qinglian knocked on the door a few times in protest before pulling her down.
Whenever faced with some of Wang Ai's excessive ideas, Xu Qinglian would always use this method of logical reductio ad absurdum and behavioral absurdity to make Wang Ai give up.
However, Wang Ai bent down to pick up the fallen handkerchief and smiled. Today was still a great harvest!
When the neatly dressed Xu Qinglian came out, she was handed a handkerchief by Wang Ai. She couldn't help but blush. She just wanted to scare Wang Ai, and she couldn't hold back even taking two steps in the house. If she really wanted to let her go out, she wouldn't care.
There was nothing she could do. If Wang Ai got angry and insisted on letting her out, she would fall out with Wang Ai.
Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian have always gotten along like this, tolerating each other, tolerating each other, and fighting each other. Sometimes Wang Ai has the advantage, and sometimes Xu Qinglian has the advantage. When the other person is in a bad mood, they have to be more tolerant. I have done too much.
When the time comes, make some compensation.
Xu Qinglian is a confident and self-respecting person. Such people generally have a high bottom line in self-esteem and low tolerance.
From this perspective, Wang Ai has been testing Xu Qinglian's bottom line crazily for many years, and he can be regarded as an old death squad!
But it may be because of this that Wang Ai can always act according to the wind when getting along with Xu Qinglian. Once the limelight is not good, he immediately shrinks back, leaving Xu Qinglian unable to express his anger.
However, Xu Qinglian was not someone to be trifled with. When Wang Ai walked her to the door of the bedroom, she took the wet clothes of the two of them from Wang Ai's hands. When she stepped through the door, she turned back and said, "After having a late-night snack, I wanted to tell you that my door lock is broken."
Yes, but you did that to me just now, so now the door lock is fixed."
The expression on Wang Ai's face froze. Just when the door was about to close, he reacted quickly and pressed it with his hand: "Hey hey."
"What are you doing?" Xu Qinglian said harshly in the room.
Wang Ai slowly pushed the door open with a smile on his face: "To be on the safe side, I'll check again."
