After the three sisters' gathering ended, everyone went home. Chu Fang put his hands in his pockets, while Zhong Tingyue linked arms with him as they walked slowly.
"Hey, what are you two talking about?" Zhong Tingyue asked.
"Life philosophy".
Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes, didn't ask any more questions, looked up at the night sky, and said, "Oh dear, Nana is almost 26 years old and still doesn't have a boyfriend, what are we going to do?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Fang stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "Yang Meina is quite arrogant; ordinary people don't meet her standards."
“Nana is great,” Zhong Tingyue said. “She’s beautiful, a famous beauty in our village, and a goddess in many people’s eyes; she’s also very capable and has saved a lot of money; she’s also devoted to relationships and has only dated one boyfriend.”
"That's why it's so difficult to handle." Chu Fang put Zhong Tingyue's hands into his pockets, gently feeling and caressing them, enjoying the smooth skin.
Back then, Chu Fang gifted her over a dozen Carnival gifts and even showed her his account balance of several million, yet Yang Meina managed to resist the temptation and refuse any further requests.
Despite working as a live streamer, I have my own principles and bottom line.
From this point alone, he realized that Yang Meina was very arrogant.
"Yang Meina is even more difficult to deal with than you!"
Zhong Tingyue tilted her head, looked at him, and smiled: "Oh, so I'm easy to deal with?"
"Hmm..." Meeting her intense gaze, Chu Fang grabbed his girlfriend's arm. "You're really easy to handle. I didn't even have to lift a finger, and you surrendered."
"Oh, then I'll show you the tough side."
Zhong Tingyue broke free of her hands, her face serious, and strode forward, while Chu Fang shook his head.
This woman is so unreasonable. She compares everything. Being easy or difficult to deal with doesn't mean a person is good or bad.
... ...
The rustling of the curtains pulled Chu Fang from his dream as he opened his eyes to a howling wind blowing outside.
Yesterday it was sunny and bright, but today there are strong winds; the weather is unpredictable.
He let the wind blow against him, turned sideways, picked up his phone, fiddled with it, and replied to messages he hadn't seen.
Chu Fang raised an eyebrow. Last night, his future father-in-law sent a message, briefly inquiring about his and Zhong Tingyue's health.
Since adding the two elders' contact information, Chu Fang has been chatting with them frequently.
Chu Fang was initially a little nervous, but as he got to know them better, he discovered that his future father-in-law and mother-in-law were very kind people who did not object to their relationship and treated him gently.
Over time, Chu Fang and the two elders became acquainted and often chatted on WeChat.
Zhong Tingyue did the same. She added Chu's father on WeChat and often chatted with Chu's parents to understand their character.
Both Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue tried their best to contact each other's parents and integrate into each other's families.
However, there is one difference: Chu Fang contacted the Zhong family elders as their future son-in-law, while Zhong Tingyue communicated with them as their 'younger sister'.
Even now, Zhong Tingyue still hasn't had the courage to reveal her true identity.
Compared to Chu Fang's boldness and carefree nature, Zhong Tingyue is more introverted or rather nervous when it comes to relationships.
Correspondingly, Chu Fang did not tell her that her identity had already been guessed.
Firstly, Zhong Tingyue didn't want to listen; secondly, the thought of the moment his identity was exposed in the future, the embarrassment that made Zhong Tingyue so embarrassed that he wanted to pick his big toe and even dig a mouse hole to crawl into, made him particularly excited.
Good heavens!
After replying to the message briefly, Chu Fang got up, walked out of the room, his pupils dilated slightly, and looked at the scene before him in surprise.
It was only a little past eight o'clock, but Zhong Tingyue had already gotten up, moved a small stool to sit on, and placed an easel in front of her. She was now concentrating on painting, while her tabby cat, Lily, was half-crouched on the windowsill, motionless, with the curtains behind her fluttering in the strong wind.
Chu Fang looked at the painting on the bookshelf. It depicted an adorable kitten, the very image of Lily the tabby cat.
Lily, the tabby cat, seems to have come to life, as if she knows her owner is painting her, just like a professional model.
Meow~~~
Lily seemed to be unable to hold on any longer and let out a soft cry.
"Almost done." Zhong Tingyue responded gently. The tabby cat propped itself up again, while Zhong Tingyue obviously sped up her drawing. After finishing the last stroke, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Done."
Upon hearing this, Lily the tabby cat jumped out of the window and snuggled into Zhong Tingyue's arms. Her green eyes stared at the painting, and she shook her head from side to side, her pupils showing obvious signs of dilation, as if she was particularly curious about why the cat in the painting looked so much like herself.
After staring for a long time, it turned its head, looked at its owner, and softly meowed, "Meow~~~"
“You didn’t draw it well today, I’ll draw you another one.” Zhong Tingyue stroked its head.
"The painting is quite good," Chu Fang said as he approached.
Meow! ! !
Before Zhong Tingyue could speak, the tabby cat Lily suddenly became angry. Her body tensed, her pupils contracted into thin slits as if she were about to shoot out sharp arrows, and she let out a low and majestic roar.
Chu Fang shrank back.
paralysis!
This cat is so hypocritical.
They had completely different attitudes towards him and Zhong Tingyue.
"Good boy, good boy." Zhong Tingyue looked at Chu Fang's timid appearance, smiled, and then comforted Lily, saying to him, "That's right, I'm a professional."
"How about I draw one for you?"
“You?” Zhong Tingyue glanced at him.
"Although I'm not an art major, I have at least drawn some pictures, so don't underestimate me."
Zhong Tingyue thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
Immediately, Zhong Tingyue stood up, walked to the window, struck what she considered her best pose, and nodded to him.
Chu Fang sat down on a small stool, his face serious. He picked up a pen and first compared it to his girlfriend's. Then he heard her voice: "Yes, Mr. Chu is a professional."
"That's right, I won an award back then too."
What award?
"Grand Kindergarten Art Award"
“... ..."
Zhong Tingyue watched Chu Fang's serious expression as his hand holding the pen moved rapidly across the drawing board, muttering as if casting a spell. She strained her ears to listen and heard him say, "An old man named Ding had two sons. He didn't eat for three days, just wandered around the pot. He bought three loofahs for 33 cents, a watermelon for 88 cents, and two more loofahs for 66 cents."
Then Chu Fang's voice was heard: "It's done, the drawing is finished."
"Chu Fang, your mother..."
Meeting those seemingly innocent eyes, Zhong Tingyue gritted her teeth and said, "Your mother will live to be a hundred, but you will die today!"
Would you believe me if I were joking?
"Believe me! I'm going to kill you, do you believe me?"
"Murder is a crime."
"Then I don't care anymore."
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