"Okay, instead of having time to enlighten me here, you might as well go to the living room and watch TV."
Avoiding eye contact with Zhao Xuanying, Liu Weicheng yelled inexplicably, and then he turned over while lying on the bed and hid with his back to her.
Seeing that the other party didn't want to talk to her, Zhao Xuanying seemed to be quarreling with him.
Compared with Liu Weicheng's current dejected appearance, she wanted to see him in his usual normal state.
He stretched out his hand and put it on his shoulder.
Breaking apart, I want to correct the other person from the position of lying on his side.
"Don't run away. Tell me what's going on so I can analyze it for you."
"What are you analyzing? Stop shaking me and let me lie down for a while. I feel a little sleepy after eating so much."
"If you don't turn around, I'll tickle you!"
"Scratch it."
"you!"
Seeing Liu Weicheng's indifferent attitude, Zhao Xuanying also started to think about fighting. Her warning was not as simple as a verbal threat.
He reached down with his palms, searching for the most vulnerable part of the opponent's waist.
The fingers were as nimble as fish in the sea, moving up and down across the clothes and scratching the skin. The itching caused by this technique made Liu Weicheng, who was standing sideways, feel unbearable in just an instant.
He pursed his lips vigorously, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably because he was holding back the itch.
Although Liu Weicheng didn't say a word from beginning to end, his curled up toes revealed the fact that he endured it very hard.
Seeing this, Zhao Xuanying worked harder.
"Swish swish~"
"Oh! You're really scratching!"
The breath he held in his mouth came out. Liu Weicheng was at the limit of being unable to bear it any longer. He turned sideways and quickly grabbed the opponent's wrist with both hands.
He raised it up to prevent the other party from continuing the itching offensive. However, such a move led to unexpected subsequent developments.
Because her arm was grabbed by the other party, the sudden blow caused Zhao Xuanying, who had been concentrating on tickling not long ago, to lose her center of gravity. Before she could even react, the whole weight of her body was pressed down in the next second.
Fortunately, there was a cushion on her back, so she didn't suffer any pain from the fall.
"..."
"..."
Looking at Chi Chi's face, Zhao Xuanying, who was still undecided, seemed to have forgotten to breathe through her nose, and her slightly opened mouth spurted out stream after stream of heat.
In this relatively deserted room, it brought a little bit of warmth to Liu Weicheng.
Suddenly he felt a little sluggish.
After blinking hard, Liu Weicheng came back to his senses.
"Can you let me rest for a while now?"
"..."
"Can it?"
"Um……"
The first sentence of the inquiry did not receive a response. As Liu Weicheng's tone in the second sentence became more intense, Zhao Xuanying gave a soft hum.
The eyes that were staring straight at Liu Weicheng quietly moved away, not knowing where they were looking.
Hearing Zhao Xuanying's response that he would no longer disturb him, he should have let go of the other party's wrist, but Liu Weicheng seemed to have forgotten about it and still looked at the face in front of him.
The heat of her gaze allowed her to intuitively detect it even if she wasn't looking directly.
I have obviously warned myself more than once that I should learn to let go.
But when faced with this situation, her unsatisfied heart would still beat faster.
"Can you let go..."
"Sister Yingying! The sketch begins...eh?"
Zhao Xuanying was not able to finish all her reserved remarks, and there was no knock on the door beforehand. Zhu Qinqin suddenly barged in outside the door.
As the bedroom door opened, the lively sounds of the living room were also introduced into the house.
The sound of the TV, the sound of discussions.
And... Zhu Qinqin's confused voice.
"..."
"..."
Falling into silence again, the two of them looked towards the door at the same time, looking at Zhu Qinqin who was standing at the door holding the door handle and staring blankly into the room.
One second, two seconds... After a few seconds, Zhao Xuanying suddenly shook off Liu Weicheng's hand as if she had been electrocuted.
His panicked hands followed his hanging hair in a disorganized manner, and his eyes became erratic, never knowing where to look.
"Xiao, has the skit started?"
"Um……"
"Then...then I'll go over there."
"oh."
Perhaps even Zhao Xuanying herself didn't know what to say. After standing up in a panic, she seemed to have forgotten how to walk for a while. She took several staggering steps before she found the feeling of walking normally.
Pretending to be calm, he raised his head slightly and walked out from Zhu Qinqin's side.
Go back and sit down on the small stool in the living room.
Zhang Cuilan, who was amused by the sketch, saw her granddaughter who had returned. At first, she just glanced at her granddaughter casually, but when she saw her granddaughter's red face...
"What's wrong with your kid?"
This sound attracted the attention of everyone present, and for a moment everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Xuanying.
Seeing her red face, I fell into a daze for a moment.
After regaining consciousness, Zhu Shushu asked worriedly.
"Sister, do you have a fever?"
"No...no."
"Why is your face so red?"
"Yes... yes, it's too hot. Yes, I'm wearing a sweater in the house to cover myself up. Oops... Is the air conditioner turned on too high? It feels a bit stuffy."
"Is there any?"
Hearing such an answer, Zhu Shushu took a peek at the vertical air conditioner in the living room. Because the room was a bit stuffy, Hao Yufen turned off the air conditioner after eating.
At this time, the living room is not only not stuffy, but also a little cold.
"Oh! This guy is here again! His skit last year was so fun!"
Pointing to the TV as if to change the subject, this trick I learned from Liu Weicheng really works.
Everyone who originally focused on her was immediately attracted by the picture on the TV.
For a moment, no one cared why her face was so red.
After realizing that no one was paying attention to her, Zhao Xuanying seemed to be relieved, moved her stool back, and hid it in an inconspicuous position behind the sofa.
Put your legs together and keep feeling the temperature of your face with the back of your hands.
My heart was in a mess at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, Liu Weicheng's face appeared in his mind.
If Qinqin hadn't suddenly barged in.
Will he...
"No, it's impossible. He already has Teacher Lin."
When she spoke to herself, her voice was lowered to the lowest level. Zhao Xuanying lowered her head to try not to attract the attention of others.
However, she didn't expect that Zhu Qinqin would be able to see her appearance at this moment.
Zhu Qinqin, who was still standing blankly at the door of the bedroom, looked confused at this moment. His eyes first stopped briefly on Zhao Xuanying, and then turned to Liu Weicheng, who was lying back on his side in the room.
Although she is young, Zhu Qinqin is not a stupid girl who doesn't understand anything.
She also observed the books hidden by her sister in private.
In other words...if I hadn't just entered the room and called Sister Yingying, then the next two people...
A special illustration I had seen popped up in my little mind.
Thinking of that scene, Zhu Qinqin immediately curled her lips in disgust.
He closed the bedroom door and trotted back to his seat to sit down.
She didn't want to continue to speculate.
Rather than being a precocious little girl, she prefers to be a little girl who doesn't know anything.