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Bi Qingtian's attitude made them relax a lot.
Zhang Zhe looked at Bi Liyu, and Lao Bi motioned for him to speak first. In front of his father, he was a bit more reserved than Zhang Zhe. After all, Zhang Zhe was still a guest, and his father would not be polite to him as his son. .
"Uncle Bi..." Zhang Zhe hesitated for a moment and decided to test his reaction: "How did you pursue auntie before?"
"Huh?" Bi Qingtian looked at him puzzled.
"Cough, cough..." Bi Liyu coughed a few times and reminded Zhang Zhe to be careful when speaking and not to talk to elders like this.
"I don't mean anything else." Zhang Zhe smiled kindly, "At that time...well, it should be called a partner, right? Generally speaking, how can you keep a low profile?"
Bi Qingtian frowned slightly at first, but after listening, his brows relaxed, probably recalling the past events of his youth, and he was quite fascinated. "At that time, let alone the current smartphones, it was like 'Big Brother' 'It hasn't come out yet. Even the telephone is not popular. It is common to call somewhere else and ask someone to pick up the phone. To be more low-key, I just write letters and love letters..."
Speaking of this, the elderly Bi Qingtian is a bit shy. In any case, he is also a big boss, and he is facing a generation of younger people, so he should maintain his dignity. He talks about writing love letters when he was young... I wanted to be serious again, but somewhere in the deepest part of my heart, I felt a confused touch. The girl in white clothes when she was young was already the old wife of a yellow-faced woman. However, her son grew up and her material life became rich. Let everyone meet and communicate less.
Love letter? How many years has it been since you have seen, written, or even heard this word? It turns out that you were young and had the time to write love letters... This touch made Bi Qingtian secretly sigh. What kind of person is he now? Women can’t do it? You don’t even need to worry about it yourself, as long as you give a hint, someone will do it properly. But even if you have the ability to play with all kinds of women and have sex with young girls, you will never be able to fall for one again. People write love letters.
Seeing that he did not continue, Zhang Zhe, at his age, could not understand his complicated thoughts, so he just thought that he was inconvenient to continue due to his status.
"That was your era. Nowadays, not only mobile communication is developed, but also the computer network. It is very common to write letters, love letters, and have envelopes seen by others. But now computers and mobile phones are basically one-to-one, and others don't know ...I guess you are worried that the news about Xiaoyu and Sun Weiyang will cause a chain reaction. But now it seems that it will not happen in the early stage. He is dating Sun Weiyang online, and it is very low-key and private. Wait until later If we meet, the situation will be much clearer. This is to prevent other people from interfering and causing trouble. Sun Ruoying knows and approves of what the Sun family said, so nothing will happen." Zhang Zhe expressed his thoughts.
Bi Liyu hurriedly added: "Yes! I won't meet Sun Weiyang. You don't know how much older he is... Well, let's not talk about this. Generally speaking, she is not very old yet. She can start with friends and slowly understand deeper."
Bi Qingtian was reminded of his past feelings by Zhang Zhe's words, but now he was absent-minded. He thought for a moment and said: "What you said makes sense. Different eras have different paths. Since you can keep a low profile, Secret, let’s start like this! Let me emphasize one point: don’t make appointments to meet! Even if you meet, don’t go to the hotel; even if you go to the hotel, you must control your crotch...”
Zhang Zhe nodded and helped him say what was hard to say: "Even if you can't control your crotch, you must wear a condom!"
Bi Liyu was speechless.
Bi Qingtian smiled and sighed: "I'm old. Even if I have the heart to accept new things, my ability can't keep up. Don't fall behind and catch up with me! Xiao Zhang, you and Xiao Yu are good friends
, he has his strengths, you have yours, I hope you can help him, you can complement each other, and you can learn from each other's strengths, maybe you can achieve something big in the future!"
"Don't worry, Xiaoyu has always taken good care of me. I will never hesitate to help you!"
Bi Qingtian stood up: "I won't say much more. Xiaoyu, you can send Xiao Zhang back. I'll go see your mother..."
An old married couple who lacks passion, even if they meet under the same roof, they don't have much to say, and there are no intimate activities. But just now, Bi Qingtian recalled those years, and how women followed him, from a flowery girl to
She has become the aunt she is now... He has complicated emotions. It is impossible to return to his youth, but it is still feasible to give his wife more care and recall the sweetness of the past.
After receiving permission, Bi Liyu of course pulled Zhang Zhe and decisively stepped out of the way.
…
Lao Bi was much more excited when he went back than when he came. Although Zhang Zhe helped convince him, it also proved that his plan was correct and feasible, which made him more confident. Now he needs more enthusiasm, more
preparation.
Back at the dormitory, Lao Bi parked his car and when Zhang Zhe went to open the door, a figure floated out silently from the side. Looking closely, it was Yeats holding his schoolbag to his chest. Just now she was hiding in the shadow next to him.
Got up.
"Why are you hiding? How scary? Sorry, I'm at least a demon, so I won't be afraid of ghosts!" Zhang Zhe teased and opened the door.
"Hmph! The devil!" Yeats sneered, and then asked: "They all said they had something to give, here it is, why didn't you answer the phone?"
Not listening to the phone? Zhang Zhe then remembered that he had to meet with the big guys on the road to have dinner and discuss things. When his cell phone rang, it seemed a bit disrespectful, so he turned off his cell phone before Bi Qingtian got home.
"The battery is out, the phone is turned off." Zhang Zhe said casually, then took out his mobile phone and waved it in front of her. "What on earth is it? Is it worth it for you, Ms. Yeats, to wait for me to come back?"
"We'll talk when we get up!" Yeats's tone remained the same, but his voice was lowered a bit.
Zhang Zhe took her up first and murmured in his heart: "We'll talk about it later?" 'We'll talk about it later'. I'm not even afraid of you!
He estimated that Yeats was short of money and couldn't cash it out for a while, so he relied on him. He didn't care, the key was to know how much money he wanted first.
Lao Bi came up quickly and was not surprised to see Yeats. He greeted him and entered his room.
"Come to your room!" Ye Zhi pursed his lips and motioned for Zhang Zhe to follow her to his bedroom.
"What do you want to do?" Zhang Zhe protected his chest and looked nervous: "I am not a casual person!"
Yeats raised his foot angrily, pretending to kick him.
Zhang Zhe led her into the bedroom with a smile, and then closed the door. "Is that okay now? But it's best not to take too long. It's easy for a man and a woman to have sex. Even if I'm still pregnant, it won't be good for me."
Yeats had no intention of quarreling with him. When the door was really closed, she sat down on Zhang Zhe's bed, then opened her schoolbag. The next moment, she took out something that immediately caught Zhang Zhe's attention!
It's exactly what she said during the day - it's guaranteed to be a surprise!
