Chapter 267: Chunchi Yanyun
It was early in the morning, or to be more precise, early in the morning during the holiday. The hour hand of the wall clock pointed steadily between 11 and 12.
Jiang Xiyue leaned against the head of the bed, playing the game console with both hands.
Linzhou was looking through the tutorial, preparing to figure out what to eat for lunch.
About three hours ago, the two people just exchanged three sentences and ended the originally planned arrangement.
"Zhou Zhou, get up."
"No, sleep a little longer..."
"Then I won't go swimming today."
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Just this brief statement directly negated my thoughts last night. On the first day of the holiday, I would go out to do some activities if I was crazy. It’s the most comfortable to stay at home.
We have heating and air conditioning, who wants to go out and suffer that?
Snuggling in bed playing games and watching TV series is the ultimate happiness in life.
This situation continued until twelve o'clock. Jiang Xiyue, who was unable to defeat the monster, threw the game console in her hand aside and turned over to hug Linzhou's waist.
"It's time to get up, stupid Zhou Zhou."
"I haven't decided what to eat yet, no rush..." Linzhou continued to look at his phone, unmoved.
If you can't find food, don't get out of bed and waste that extra energy.
However, looking at the motionless Linzhou, Jiang Xiyue's cheeks puffed up, and she lay on top of Linzhou, the two of them facing each other, "Hubby... wake up..."
The voice was extremely soft, yet a little artificial.
But Lin Zhou still shook his head vigorously, "It's useless for you to call me dad before you find lunch."
After she finished speaking, Jiang Xiyue looked at Linzhou seriously, and suddenly a strange smile appeared on her face. After hesitating for a moment, she slightly opened her cherry lips.
"Hmm... So you like this kind of thing. I really can't do anything about you... So... Dad?"
Jiang Xiyue used all her 20 years of crying skills to make this cry, and Linzhou fell silent instantly. The hand holding the phone was shaking slightly, and he looked at the girl in front of him with surprise.
He really didn't know how to describe this.
But it doesn’t seem that strange.
However, the characteristic of men is that they are tough-talkers. Even if he was called, Linzhou still spoke.
"No, unless you can tell me what to have for lunch?"
"eat……"
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By the time they sat down at the dining table, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. The girl was holding a yogurt in her hand, eating it in small bites, her eyes fixed on Linzhou's face.
"Congee, you have to drink it too. Protein is also nutritious. You can't be picky about food."
"Then you can't take me... Forget it, give me a can." Linzhou reached out for the small can of yogurt and ate it quietly.
Now that I'm up, although I can't go swimming, it would be great to soak in a hot spring.
As for lunch, it was simple scrambled eggs with tomatoes and rice...
After eating, Jiang Xiyue patted her stomach with satisfaction, then stood up and walked towards the living room.
Linzhou was still sitting at the dining table, eating slowly. He was thinking about a question: why was it so natural for the little fool to do bad things?
However, he was destined to never figure out this problem.
Jiang Xiyue was sitting in the restaurant, holding an apple in her hand and biting it hard. After Lin Zhou came out, she walked up to him and gave him a hug.
"I told Uncle Su that there's no one at his hot spring today. Shall we go and take a bath?"
"Okay, but having too many people isn't good either, it'll be like cooking dumplings." Linzhou scratched his head, reached out and took out a lemon-flavored lollipop from the drawer of the coffee table, and put it in his mouth.
The two of them didn't pack anything, just took their keys and cell phones and set off.
This time Jiang Xiyue was driving, while Linzhou was slacking off on the side.
With a lollipop in his mouth, he was still thinking about the problem, but he didn't figure it out until he stood in the men's locker room.
Although there was no one there, since it was officially open for business, two people couldn't hang out together.
So, separated by a bamboo wall, the two began a big talk, "Zhou Zhou, if I suddenly did that at noon, would you be angry?"
"Why are you angry?" Linzhou was puzzled. No matter how he thought about it, it was Jiang Xiyue who was paying the price.
There was silence on the other side of the bamboo wall. After a while, Jiang Xiyue spoke again, "Well, I'm glad you're not angry, because I was the one who made the decision. What if you don't need it?"
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The two of them were talking in words that only the two of them could understand. Linzhou was soaking in the pool, wishing he could slap himself in the face a few times.
He really deserves to die...
No matter from what angle, he couldn't be a victim, but his fiancée was actually worried about such a thing...
He really didn't know what to say.
So, he could only start to change the subject, "Well, Yueyue, have you gotten up and brushed your teeth?"
"Brush your teeth, otherwise how can you eat?" Similarly, Jiang Xiyue also sat in the pool, with her hands on her face, looking at the decorative paintings not far away.
Uncle Su is more elegant than before. The last time he came, the painting was just an ordinary piece of calligraphy.
I think her name is Chunchi Yanyun.
Why did it change to the painting of Eight Horses this time? It’s quite nice.
The two of them talked across the bamboo wall for half an hour before they came out wearing bathrobes. At this time, Su Daqiang was standing in the lounge area, discussing something with the lobby manager.
After seeing the two people, Su Daqiang walked over quickly.
"Well, you two can go upstairs later. There are many more projects added, and there is also a floor of arcade games. By the way, the administrator password for withdrawing game coins is this."
As he spoke, Su Daqiang took out a piece of paper from his pocket with eight digits written on it.
"Thank you, godfather." Linzhou took the note and put it in his pocket. Although he had memorized it, he couldn't just throw it away.
But Jiang Xiyue asked about the thing he was curious about.
"Uncle Su, why did you change the painting in your hot spring to a painting of eight horses? The calligraphy is pretty good, too. I think you asked a famous calligrapher to write it."
Su Daqiang did not say anything about this question. He just took out his mobile phone, found the picture, and handed it to Linzhou.
"Come on, Linzhou, read it."
Looking at the words on the phone screen, Linzhou hesitated.
"Do you really want to read it? It seems a bit dirty..."
"Read!" Su Daqiang gave an affirmative answer and reached out to enlarge the words on the mobile phone screen a little more.
Since his adoptive father approved, Linzhou read it out loud without hesitation.
"Fuck you."
Hearing this, Jiang Xiyue burst out laughing and complained at the same time.
"Hahahahaha, idiot Zhou Zhou, those four words are Chunchi Yanyun, not a swear word. You're still a college student, aren't you illiterate?"
Looking at Jiang Xiyue squatting on the ground and laughing wildly, Su Daqiang's face was full of helplessness.
"Got it?"
