Chapter 207: Husband, I was wrong
The last store across Fengting Street from the community downstairs was closed.

The store manager saw off the last customer who had his hair cut.

There was a long-haired girl wearing a fleece sweatshirt, who was carrying the garbage in a dustpan, and poured it into the cardboard box at the door, knocking it a few times.

A glowing striped spinning drum hung above her head.

"Snapped--"

The lights in the store were turned off, and the beautiful female manager with a hairpin in her hair locked the door. After that, the entire street fell into complete silence.

There are no mosquitoes under the street lights.

There was only a cold and bleak wind blowing.

……

"Snapped--"

On this street, on the thirteenth floor, which is dozens of meters high, the lights on the balcony suddenly lit up.

Jiang Yao took the bath towel from the clothesline and walked towards the bathroom door in small steps, her long, smooth legs moving.

Although it was winter, she only wore shorts that barely covered her butt. She was 1.71 meters tall, and her legs accounted for most of her height. Whether it was the smoothness of her calves, the roundness of her thighs, the whiteness of her skin, or the tightness of her skin, each one of them was invincible.

If you are careful enough, you can even appreciate the elegant arch of the foot.

The two sisters who grew up in Mingzhu City were not only taller than other girls, but also taller than other girls. In junior high school, they were much more mature than their classmates. When they grew up, most girls' height remained at 1.60 meters, but they went through another growth stage.

Therefore, Ningning and Yaoyao are considered to be among the most superior in terms of personal conditions.

It's no wonder. She has always been so arrogant and has never had a boyfriend since she was a child.

at the moment.

Jiang Yao ran to the bathroom door, hung the towel on the door handle, and mumbled incoherently: "You can get it yourself later."

"understood."

Chen Yuan responded that because the bathroom was narrow, his voice sounded a little hollow.

The reason why it was unclear was that Yaoyao was biting a toothbrush in her mouth and there was toothpaste foam floating on her lips.

Just now, maybe Chen Yuan got rid of his depressed mood, or maybe he had experienced happiness, loss, sadness, and then saw hope in this day, and he needed to soothe the trauma of his heart.

therefore.

In the dim bedroom, Yaoyao worked very hard, following the young master's instructions and trying to learn how to make him happy. She had seen similar cartoons before. But these things often seem simple, but are extremely difficult to implement.

It takes a lot of practice to find that delicate balance.

She could only try to get the feeling, and made various mistakes during the process, but fortunately she finally caught up with Ningning's progress.

The process was somewhat brutal.

I felt a little humiliated inside.

I am so excited!

She thought that being treated a little violently by the young master was inexplicably quite interesting???

As Jiang Yao thought about it, her face turned red. She felt that she was a little weird, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. Logically, the gentler and more beautiful things should be more attractive... but she actually felt that the ungentle young master would be more attractive.

Let your heart be your heart, and your feelings be your feelings.

This time, she didn't find it particularly fun, and she brushed her teeth vigorously to eliminate the discomfort. So far, she has brushed twice, and only then did she feel that the pain was slightly suppressed.

The main reason is that Chen Yuan is not that big, but he has special talents in some areas, and his talents are also developed in stages.

When she thinks back on it now, she's still scared.

Yaoyao did not think that having a natural talent was something to be happy about. Instead, it made her feel anxious as she had never had any experience with it.

As a talker.

Her fear far outweighed the novelty, otherwise she wouldn't have stopped at the last moment so many times.

Maybe there is always a barrier in girls' hearts. Keeping oneself clean is something in the subconscious. It is not a concept that can be realized in a moment. It takes long-lasting love to melt this barrier that is more than a thousand feet high to make people fall into hell or heaven.

As for whether or not to take keeping oneself clean is a principle that must be followed throughout life, that is another matter.

In this materialistic age, girls like her and Ningning are, after all, a minority.

"Crash, lala, lala -"

Clear water flowed out from the faucet. Jiang Yao scooped up the water with both hands and washed her cheeks. The slightly cool water calmed her restlessness caused by her chaotic thoughts.

Drops of water slid down the soft corners of her jaw and soaked into her loose clothes.

A trace of water also flowed down the white collarbone. Jiang Yao wiped it with her hand and then fixed her hair in front of the mirror.

She moved her left and right cheeks alternately back and forth, rinsing her mouth.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly.

The door handle turned, and Chen Yuan, wrapped in a bath towel with steam coming out from his shoulders, walked out.

"Hiss - it's a bit cold."

Jiang Yao took another sip of water to rinse her mouth, turned her head away, and hummed, "Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm (Go to bed quickly)!"

"What?"

"Uh-huh (nothing)."

Chen Yuan leaned against the door frame, looking at Yaoyao with amusement. She looked like a hamster with her cheeks puffed up.

The light in the washroom was quite bright, shining from top to bottom, making each strand of her hair distinct and even her eyelashes covered with a layer of light.

Perhaps she felt his gaze, Yaoyao, who was about to spit out the saliva, turned around and looked.

Everyone says that men become more handsome after taking a shower. Chen Yuan, who was hanging his arms at the bathroom door, was indeed interesting. His skin color was slightly different from that of the average college student in the north. He was quite white. His two pectoral muscles and six abdominal muscles were evenly distributed. There was a clavicle, and there was a mole under the clavicle.

This was the first time Jiang Yao discovered this mole. She had never observed it before and could only see it clearly under the light.

She reached out her finger to touch it.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yuan dodged vigilantly.

With a "click", she pinched Chen Yuan's breast.

"Are you crazy?!" He slapped Jiang Yao's hand away and widened his eyes.

"puff--"

Yaoyao spat out a mouthful of water, and she couldn't hold it back, so she covered her mouth and laughed so hard that she fell backwards.

"Who told you to hide? I just wanted to see your mole. It's quite pretty... hehe." she said.

"The female pervert is making excuses again."

"What pervert? Who are you talking about?" Jiang Yao frowned and narrowed her eyes. "I haven't done anything yet." "I won't talk to you anymore. It's a bit cold. I'm going back to the bedroom."

"Hey, don't leave."

Jiang Yao grabbed Chen Yuan's scarf and whispered behind him in a pretentious manner: "Brother, don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you."

"leave me alone."

"Okay, let me touch your butt and I'll let you go."

"I think you really want to die. You've been talking more and more brazenly lately."

"Oh, you still won't let me touch you, come on you're really pretending, it's your honor to let me touch your ass-ah!"

The words are not finished yet.

Jiang Yao screamed.

Because Chen Yuan came over and grabbed her neck and held her legs, and with a little force, she was lifted up by the waist as if she was weightless.

She waved her hands in the air, unable to find a foothold.

For a moment, I felt like I was going to fall to the ground.

"I'm going to fall..." she said in panic.

Little girls tend to underestimate the strength of boys, let alone lift him up. Boys of Chen Yuan's age, although thin, are in their best physical condition.

It is no exaggeration to say that with Yaoyao and Ningning's weight.

It is no problem for him to carry one in each hand.

"Is it wrong?"

"I'm wrong, I'm really wrong. If you put me down... I'm going to fall!"

“Not sincere enough.”

Chen Yuan looked at Jiang Yao who was frightened and pale, and there was only one word in his heart: joy.

This is also the biggest difference in the way he gets along with Ningning and Yaoyao, because Yaoyao is lively and the two of them can do whatever they want.

If it were Jiang Ning, he probably wouldn't dare to do this.

I'm afraid that if Ning Bao just gives him a look, he'll kneel down.

"Master, I was wrong."

"It's still not enough."

"Brother...I was wrong."

"That's almost true."

"Then..." Jiang Yao's throat rolled, she pursed her lips tightly, her eyes dodging, "Husband, I was wrong."

Chen Yuan suddenly felt extremely happy, this was the first time Yaoyao called him "husband".

This shy expression is so cute.

He held Jiang Yao and went back to the bedroom to rest.

"Eh!? I'm still holding my toothbrush!"

"Give it to me," Chen Yuan held her little butt with his arm, took the toothbrush with his other hand and threw it into the cup, "Let's go to sleep."

However, being held by one hand, Jiang Yao became even more frightened.

Her originally rosy cheeks suddenly turned pale, and she felt like she was about to fall.

……

"Husband~ You are such a man!"

Jiang Yao's fingers were circling his belly, she pretended to be worshipful and teased Chen Yuan.

The lights in the bedroom were turned off and it was dim.

Chen Yuan glanced at her sideways and whispered, "Don't do these useless things, go to sleep."

After some intimacy, it was already twelve o'clock in the morning.

He has important things to do tomorrow, so now he just wants to close his eyes and rest.

"Okay, go to sleep."

Jiang Yao pulled his hand over, stretched out her long legs... bent her knees, hugged him, put her head on his shoulder, kissed him, and closed her eyes.

The movements are done in one go.

This was the standard nighttime routine she would follow when she used to use Ningning as a human-shaped pillow.

Of course, there is no "kiss", this is added to Chen Yuan.

The night was hazy.

It was completely quiet outside.

Except for the taxis that are still picking up passengers at night, flashing their bright headlights and passing through the streets, there is no one under the street lights.

There was no sound of talking in this warm house.

Just quiet breathing.

I asked while smelling the sweet and fresh scent of Yaoyao beside me, feeling the warmth of the quilt, and occasionally hearing the whistling sound of the wind outside the window.

I was already feeling sleepy.

But Chen Yuan suddenly remembered what Professor Fu said, that multiple personality disorder is a symptom that only appears after experiencing major setbacks or misfortunes, and the probability of getting the disease among ordinary people is very small.

It seems that Teacher Jiang has been hiding his family affairs not intentionally.

Maybe she had some unspoken reasons, or maybe she was afraid that if she told Chen Yuan, he would have strange feelings towards her, and a rift would arise between them.

Not to mention anything else, just judging from the performance of his future mother-in-law Jiang Ruxue, although Mr. Jiang's family situation is good, it is hard to say how good his circumstances are.

Chen Yuan was a little conflicted about whether he should look for Jiang Ruxue. She also knew about Teacher Jiang's illness. By asking her, he might be able to find out who was the dominant personality between Ningning and Yaoyao.

But Jiang Ruxue's attitude before...

If he met him and confessed his identity as the future son-in-law, the scene would be...

in bed.

Chen Yuan clenched his toes suddenly.

What an embarrassing situation this is.

(End of this chapter)