Chapter 37 I usually like to see some abdominal muscles (two in one)

After finishing the hot pot, the two of them looked at each other with their lips painted with lipstick, and suddenly couldn't help but grin.

Jiang Yao was full and she really didn't want to move anymore. She collapsed softly on the sofa. You could tell from the expression on her face that she was very satisfied.

The sky outside was gloomy, and flocks of birds were circling in the sky, as if looking for a slightly warmer place. The dry branches of the tall plane trees on the street were trembling in the cold wind, and were obviously not suitable for them to land.

In such cold weather, staying at home is definitely the best choice.

Chen Yuan took a short rest, then stood up and put the things on the coffee table into the kitchen. That was all. He wiped the table casually and lay down on the sofa.

He always feels sleepy after eating, and after doing these things, he feels that his energy has been drained.

"I'll get you a blanket."

He turned his head to look at Jiang Yao. Although the living room was well heated, Jiang Yao was wearing too thin clothes. The small clothes under her white shirt would be left with marks as long as she moved a little. He didn't know if she didn't feel cold at all.

We brought over a thicker blanket, and sat side by side, you pulling this side and I pulling that side, covering ourselves with the soft blanket, snuggling together, and watching the movie "Ratatouille".

Chen Yuan looked at it intently for a while, and gradually felt some pressure on his shoulders.

Then a few strands of silky hair fell on his arms.

Jiang Yao leaned her head against him like a kitten, rubbed him hard a few times, then raised the corners of her mouth in pleasure.

Chen Yuan suddenly found it incredible. Such a cute girl, as soft as a puddle of noodles, was sitting next to him. She smelled good, and every part of her body was exquisite. Compared to an eighteen-year-old boy, she was extremely mature.

He could feel her presence infinitely. Any slight movement, or her quiet, gibberish-like voice imitating the speech of characters in cartoons, would ring in his ears.

This feeling is very addictive.

Chen Yuan couldn't help but turn his head and look down at her.

From this angle, you could only see her slightly wrinkled nose and her long eyelashes trembling, even more violently than the branches outside the window trembling in the cold wind.

In an instant.

An indescribable feeling surged in Chen Yuan's heart.

A boring life is not scary. What is scary is experiencing an interesting life and then losing it.

It is not scary to not have love in real life. What is scary is to get along seriously and then break up.

If it was a breakup from an online relationship, Chen Yuan felt that he could still accept it and get over it quickly. But now he felt that if Jiang Yao was just in a momentary mood and her passion was just an illusion, she didn't really like him in her heart and would find an appropriate time to escape.

I'm afraid he will find it difficult to accept the result of this escape.

Being with her, I actually feel happy every moment.

This is really scary.

Chen Yuan was lost in thought as time passed. Before he knew it, the cartoon had finished playing and a long and tedious list of producers was scrolling on the screen.

After it was finished, it started to be replayed again.

Jiang Yao no longer had the heart to look at it again. She reached out and hugged Chen Yuan's arm without giving him a chance to refuse, and moved closer to him intentionally or unintentionally until she could get as close as possible.

He clearly felt an indescribable softness.

After thinking about it carefully, Chen Yuan understood what this softness was.

Suddenly the blood rushed up and the heartbeat quickened.

Jiang Yao didn't say anything either, but started to act coquettishly. It was unknown what she wanted to express. She shook his arm for some inexplicable reason. Every touch felt very soft, close and then distant, bouncing and bouncing... The ambiguous touch made people look forward to the next touch.

Both of their cheeks began to turn red, and they pretended to be indifferent, fully demonstrating their love affair.

"By the way, I've always wanted to ask you."

"what?"

Jiang Yao suddenly remembered something and spoke.

Chen Yuan responded with doubt.

"What type of girls did you like when you were in school?"

"I--"

Before Chen Yuan could finish his words, Jiang Yao interrupted him. She raised her cheeks and reminded him quietly, "Don't lie. I know every boy has fantasies about his future girlfriend. You have to answer truthfully, otherwise..."

"Probably, maybe, she's the older sister type, the gentle and considerate type."

Chen Yuan didn't lie. There was a time when he particularly liked senior girls who were a little older than him, because girls of the same age were either star-chasers or students who focused on studying hard. They were all as plain as white flowers and didn't know how to dress up.

The older sister is different, she is full of maturity, intelligence and seduction.

Who can resist the pretty sister next door in Japanese movies who doesn’t wear anything and likes to go out to take out the trash in the middle of the night?
"You actually like this?" Jiang Yao bit her lip lightly, a thoughtful look on her face. She was not happy, but stared at Chen Yuan with a very suspicious look, and stretched out a finger, "I dare to guess, have you known such a sister before?"

"Ah?" Chen Yuan was stunned.

"And she might be close to you, from the same school? Or maybe she's the girl next door? And she's very pretty and speaks softly, so you have a crush on her, but due to your age or cowardice, you've never tried to confess your feelings. So you have this regret, and even when you imagine your future girlfriend, you secretly tell yourself that you want this type!!"

The more Jiang Yao spoke, the wider Chen Yuan's eyes became, and with every additional word he sweated more.

"You know this as well!"

"Don't underestimate a woman's intuition. What about now?" Jiang Yao turned over, her pretty face covered with frost, and sat on his legs without any scruples, asking, "Do you still like me?"

"How is that possible? I was just a kid back then and didn't know much. Now I can't even remember her name. Besides, I don't like older sisters anymore."

"If you don't believe me, why don't you tell me what type you like now?"

When she asked this question, Chen Yuan hesitated for a moment. He turned his head and whispered, "You are..."

"What...speak louder, I can't hear you."

She lifted the hair by her ear, leaned closer deliberately, and raised the corners of her mouth.

"I like your type."

Chen Yuan was a little annoyed that Jiang Yao always got the upper hand. He shamelessly spoke word by word while looking at Jiang Yao.

Sincerity is indeed the secret weapon.

Jiang Yao couldn't hold it back any longer, a sweet feeling welled up in her heart. She suppressed the urge to laugh out loud and pouted, "Don't think that your sweet talk will work. I'm very difficult to deal with. If I find out that you've had a crush on someone else, I'll definitely be jealous in the future."

"How can you believe it..."

"Na."

Jiang Yao stretched out her hand and waved it in front of him without saying a word, her eyes sparkling.

The posture of the two was really weird, she was sitting on his lap, face to face, and such intimate contact was too ambiguous.

Chen Yuan forced his eyes away from the buttons of his shirt that were almost unable to hold together, and put his hand on hers.

Jiang Yao shook her head, "Don't want this."

Then he put his chin on Jiang Yao's hand, "Like this?"

Looking at Chen Yuan's harmless expression, Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment. Her body unconsciously tensed up and her expression froze. In an instant, she had the urge to chew him up and eat him without leaving any residue.

She lowered her head slightly, took a deep breath, grabbed Chen Yuan's collar, and didn't know how much willpower she had to control her reason.

"No...don't act cute!"

"Then what do you want?"

"cell phone."

Here it comes, the rumored cell phone check!

Chen Yuan had never had this kind of experience before. He did not feel that his privacy was violated. Instead, he felt very happy.

Jiang Yao's expression definitely shows jealousy, right?
Besides, he has nothing to hide. They can check his phone however they want. It doesn’t matter.

Chen Yuan took out his cell phone from his pocket and put it in her hand.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yao did not check the software he usually used for chatting, nor did she look at the messages or calls, but just opened the short video.

"Big data won't lie. It will push what you like to see. I want to see what type of beauties you usually see. If they're all the girl-next-door type... you're dead!" Jiang Yao narrowed her eyes and threatened fiercely.

This way of checking the mobile phone was somewhat beyond Chen Yuan's expectations, and he was really unsure for a moment.

For young people, it is impossible not to see beauties in short videos. As for what kind of girls they were, he forgot... He only remembered liking a few girls who had beautiful legs in knee-high socks.

"Eason Chan's Hong Kong Coliseum concert 4k version, touching love songs"

The first video Jiang Yao saw on Chen Yuan’s phone was quite normal.

She raised her eyebrows and glanced at Chen Yuan.

Try some cloud shoes

Then, something was wrong with the second video. It was a video of a female blogger who specialized in trying on shoes. In the video, only her slender white legs were exposed, and she was knocking on the shoe box next to her.

The feet are particularly pink and tender, probably because of the filter and bright nail polish.

The voice sounded quite gentle and pleasant.

Chen Yuan looked down silently and pretended to be calm.

Jiang Yao stared at him with a very strange look, her eyes flickering as if to say, "You actually have such a fetish?"

In the video, a girl is walking back and forth on the solid wood floor with her shoes on.

Jiang Yao watched for a while and asked casually, "Do you like looking at feet?"

"Ah? Can I say that?" Chen Yuan was visibly flustered, waving his hands wildly, almost leaving an afterimage. "I just think the photo is very delicate, not what you think."

"Ha~ Don't be nervous, I'm just saying it casually."

She smiled, and Chen Yuan could only laugh awkwardly in agreement.

There is no doubt that this round was a rather shallow test and he lost completely.

Hard! Fist!
Jiang Yao then swiped to the next video.

Although she thought it was weird, she could understand it! It was normal for boys to have some weird hobbies.

Keep brushing.

As a result, there were no videos worth noting, just cute pets, games and funny ones.

There are so many videos in a row, but not a single one is a serious video of beautiful women, let alone what kind of videos he usually watches.

Jiang Yao was relieved, and a smile spread across his face. "Okay, you have passed the test by abiding by male ethics!"

She returned the phone to Chen Yuan and felt a little better.

However, Chen Yuan followed suit and stretched out one hand, which surprised Jiang Yao a little.

"Okay, then Teacher Jiang...it's your turn now."

"What do you mean...you want to see mine?"

"if not."

Jiang Yao's expression froze, and she was slightly stunned. Her hand unconsciously groped for the cell phone in the gap next to the sofa. It was obvious that she was getting nervous.

"There's nothing interesting about my phone. Whatever you want to ask...I can tell you, really! I won't hide anything!"

"Double standards?" Chen Yuan held up his chin, nodded solemnly, and said with a tut-tut sound, "Since you don't allow me to watch it, then I won't watch it. I don't really want to watch it, but when it comes to love, you have to be honest. Teacher Jiang, once a person has doubts in his heart..."

"Okay, stop talking, I'll show you!" Jiang Yao took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling. Now it was her turn to sweat profusely. "But what do you want to check?"

She asked with some trepidation.

If Chen Yuan was investigating Green Bubble, Jiang Yao would definitely reject it sternly!
Are you kidding me?
If he found the chat records with her sister in the green bubble, all the lies would be exposed and her relationship would be completely over.

"Same, just watch short videos. I also want to know what you usually watch."

"That's fine, but I have to hold it and we can look at it together."

"why?"

"Because... because I was chatting with my bestie. You know when girls chat, the content is always outrageous. They say anything! Very obscene! Very violent! You'd better not watch it, so as not to hurt her young mind."

“No problem, just watch the short video.”

Chen Yuan nodded in agreement. Jiang Yao prepared herself mentally, quickly removed the green bubbles with one hand, and then came over obediently.

"Young Master, please enjoy the show."

She opened the software, and the first video on the screen came into view of the two of them.

However, women's cell phones are often unusual.

Especially a private and schizophrenic person like Jiang Yao.

It was just the first one, but it was already a heaven-defying display.

"Sun Xiaochuan recalled his past with Xiaomi Zhou, his expression struggling, and he was caught in painful memories"

Chen Yuan didn't know this person named Sun, but he felt vaguely familiar with him, as if he had heard him somewhere before.

Then, the man who looked like a corpse in the video lay on the hospital bed and spoke as if he was talking in a dream, "I only remember that the millet porridge was very hot, very hot. I will never forget that feeling in my life."

Jiang Yao couldn't hold it anymore and turned her head away in pain, sweating profusely!

“I don’t understand it, but I am deeply shocked.”

"Hey - this is meaningless, let's watch something else!"

Jiang Yao quickly brushed it off and waved her hands, pretending that she didn't understand either.

The second video is a little weird.

A virtual cartoon character appeared on the phone screen. It looked quite cute. It seemed to be live streaming? Interacting with the audience.

The title of the video: "There was a sudden weird cry in Taffi's live studio. Yes, it was me under the table who exerted force."

"Taffy loves Hinazao-hime the most, meow...give Taffy some popcorn, meow!"

The indescribable sound of the clip coupled with the cute image, the strange scream, and the words "Taffi is me who fell" that appeared in the subtitles made Chen Yuan stunned.

Jiang Yao turned away awkwardly, her earlobes red, and whispered, "Big data is really pushing random information. I don't usually read this kind of stuff."

These two videos have destroyed most of her psychological defenses.

Just as Jiang Yao was hesitating whether to end it here to prevent her image from completely collapsing, Chen Yuan had already reached out and swiped to the next video.

The third one is not as outrageous as the first two, but it is still unbearable to watch.

A man with abdominal muscles appeared on the screen, twisting his waist to the music.

Highlight one: burn!
Chen Yuan couldn't stand it anymore and turned off Jiang Yao's phone.

"What's so good about abdominal muscles? Why do you like to look at this normally?"

"It's not good-looking. I don't like boys with abdominal muscles at all." Jiang Yao laughed awkwardly, pretending to be relaxed, swinging her fair hands back and forth beside her cheeks. "Only little girls like this. I hate boys who act coquettishly the most."

"Yeah, I have abs too, and I don't think they're that special—"

"You have it? Let me see..."

Before Chen Yuan finished speaking, Jiang Yao's sharp ears captured the key information. She lifted the blanket, leaned over with her little head, and grabbed his sweatshirt.

Snapped--

Chen Yuan knocked Jiang Yao's hand away.

"Don't look at it, it's quite embarrassing."

"It's okay, I don't mind what my boyfriend said."

"I mind."

"Oh! I understand. The young master obviously doesn't have abdominal muscles, but he said that on purpose to show off... Yeah, sister is understanding and won't expose you."

"You do not believe?"

"No, I believe it!" Jiang Yao looked at him with contempt, with a hint of provocation in her eyes and an inexplicable smile on the corner of her mouth, which made people feel very uncomfortable!

Provoking someone? Chen Yuan couldn't stand this. Who was he looking down on?
　Fei Meng wishes everyone a happy New Year's Eve and all the best

　　
　
(End of this chapter)