Lu Yibei recalled a sentence he had seen before.
To compete in a tournament.
Introduce the participants from both sides.
"First of all, this is Kayako, the evil spirit of Dongying. She has killed countless people and her ferocity is rarely seen in the world. Her resentment is boundless!"
"And then, this is Zhen Yuanzi, an ordinary Taoist priest who grows fruit trees."
Lu Yibei: ...
On the television screen, Aunt Chu continued to mercilessly reap the rewards, one by one.
The main characters face numerous perilous situations.
Although the picture quality is still blurry, the costumes, props and sets of this film are somewhat outdated by today's standards... to the point that it can be described as shoddy.
But when combined with the background music, the eerily unsettling Cantonese opera singing style, and the flashback sequences…
It has a strange feel to it.
Lu Yibei was holding a phone, but his eyes were still drawn to the screen playing.
"…hiss."
Then, I gasped.
Compared to Sun Wukong, Chu Renmei is indeed like Tyson meeting Taro...
But Lu Yibei did not possess the magical staff that could reach the heavens and explore the seas.
He's not the Monkey King, he's just a little horse.
Ji Qingqian stopped paying attention to the plot and looked down at her boyfriend, whose brows were tightly furrowed and whose head was resting on her lap.
At that moment, my boyfriend was like a little boy.
It made her feel sorry for him.
Today, regardless of the previous victory in chess.
I'll teach her how to cook later.
Or perhaps it was when she couldn't solve the physics problem for her younger sister, Jingyi.
Ah Bei acted very composedly, with a hint of doting affection.
He's like an older brother.
This reassuring "older brother" feeling certainly touched Ji Qingqian's heart.
but…
Ji Qingqian didn't know how to describe it.
She felt like a bad girl.
If we had to draw an analogy, it might be like having a domineering female CEO call someone "brother".
She inexplicably felt a sense of conquest towards her steady boyfriend.
She longed to see him lying in her arms, his eyes brimming with tears, gazing at her like a pitiful little deer, yearning for her like an older sister, begging her not to leave.
Ji Qingqian knew her boyfriend's weaknesses perfectly well.
Therefore, it can be easily controlled.
Now, Ah Bei has almost shrunk into a ball.
She initially felt a surge of pleasure, but as the film progressed past the halfway point, she began to reflect on her actions.
It's all about romance, but Ah Bei...
It seems like I'm really scared.
She glanced at the video, then at her boyfriend, and said softly:
“Abei…”
"…ah?"
Lu Yibei's response was noticeably delayed.
His energy was mainly focused on films.
It wasn't that he enjoyed watching it, but rather that he was using all his strength to defend himself against the scene of Aunt Chu suddenly appearing in front of him.
"...I was wrong. I shouldn't have forced you to watch things you didn't like."
“Oh…” Lu Yibei said.
Ji Qing pursed her lips slightly.
Under normal circumstances, Ah Bei would definitely comfort her and say things like, "I promised it myself."
But not this time.
However, Ji Qingqian also knew that he wasn't angry.
Rather, it was simply because of the movie that I was somewhat distracted.
"Is this all you can see?"
Ji Qingqian softly suggested, "Let's go to sleep."
She picked up the remote to turn off the phone, but her boyfriend stopped her.
"Don't."
“…”
"Finished reading."
"But...you seem very scared."
Ji Qingqian wanted to say that he didn't need to force himself in front of her to maintain any kind of manly dignity.
Lu Yibei had a bitter face:
"If I hadn't seen End, it would have been serialized in my mind, and I could have imagined a long story of hundreds of thousands of words... That would have been even more terrifying."
Ji Qingqian: ...
She paused quietly for a moment before speaking:
"Are all novelists this quick-witted?"
"It only works in these insignificant situations."
…because filling in the blanks in one's mind requires no logic whatsoever.
He wished writing a book could be as smooth as this diarrhea...
"Then, come on..."
Ji Qingqian opened her arms to Lu Yibei: "I'll hold you while you watch."
Lu Yibei had to admit that his girlfriend really did have a chivalrous spirit.
After being held tightly, the girl's body temperature did give him a sense of security, just like an AT field.
The female knight-errant smelled wonderful…
Even though she uses their shower gel and shampoo, why does it smell even better on her?
He felt a particularly comfortable sensation on his elbow.
Even though she changed into thicker autumn/winter pajamas, the girl's curves were still full.
Lu Yibei moved slightly.
“…Abei.”
"ah…"
"If you move around again, I'll sing you a piece of opera too." The girl's tone turned cold.
Lu Yibei immediately became obedient.
However, Ji Qingqian did not dislike her boyfriend because of this, after he stopped making any inappropriate moves.
She hugged him tighter.
"Abei."
Ji Qingqian said again.
Her soft words, accompanied by the warm, fragrant breath she exhaled, brushed against Lu Yibei's earlobe: "Actually, there's no need to be too afraid. So what if Aunt Chu really is here?"
“…”
Lu Yibei couldn't stand hearing that.
“Wasn’t she a famous Cantonese opera singer during her lifetime? She was from Guangdong,” Ji Qingqian said.
“…Yes,” Lu Yibei said.
According to the settings, that is indeed the case.
"Chu Chu was also from Guangdong."
Lu Yibei: "...And then?"
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