Chapter 115: Call me husband at the ski resort, and I will teach you how to win the first place...
At the beginning of the new year, there are always some lonely people who have nothing to do and disturb others' dreams in order to find a sense of existence.
Fang Qingzhuo turned over and stretched out his arm to grab the phone that was vibrating endlessly on the bedside table.
"Hello……"
The vague, hoarse voice succeeded in making Zhuang He on the other side sigh in surprise: "Wow, you haven't woken up yet at this hour?"
Fang Qingzhuo buried his face in the pillow that was filled with the fragrance of Luo Shu's hair. To be precise, he woke up once when Luo Shu moved. He lay down peacefully only after making sure that she had just gone to the bathroom.
"I'm on vacation, what do you care about me?"
Zhuang He didn't want to argue with him: "How did you spend New Year's Eve?"
Fang Qingzhuo's answer was extremely concise: just three words: "I just do it."
"Have you ever sat down?"
Fang Qingzhuo remained silent, the corners of his mouth already curled up wildly: "If you have something to say, just say it."
Hearing his good friend's good mood, Zhuang He became even more depressed and kept complaining, "Please ask Luo Shu to ask Xia Yimo what she really meant. I flew to be with her on New Year's Eve, and she actually left me to be with other men."
"Why don't you ask yourself?"
Zhuang He's voice suddenly dropped: "She blocked me."
"Oh, now you have come to this day." Fang Qingzhuo taunted him like a brother, thinking back to when Luo Shu blocked and deleted him, Zhuang He had mocked him a lot.
"Hey, if you're a brother, then you should help test the waters instead of making sarcastic remarks."
Fang Qingzhuo felt a pang of distress, frowning and moving the noisy phone further away. "It's not that I don't want to help you."
The fact is that he has no say in Luo Shu's eyes. He is just a tool for warming her bed, with no name or status. She doesn't even dare to be jealous when someone wants to introduce her to a date.
But in front of friends, I must not lose face. "The key is, I'm in a difficult situation too."
"The leave you owe me is written off."
"I'll try my best."
"Including this year's annual leave."
"Okay, I promise to find out."
Fang Qingzhuo was calculating quickly in his mind. He didn't have the ability to seek fame, but he was good at making up stories to deceive people.
Zhuang He and Xia Yimo have been entangled for so many years but have never been able to achieve a happy ending. To put it bluntly, it's all because of his teasing mouth.
After hanging up the phone and putting down the phone, it was only nine o'clock, but Fang Qingzhuo was no longer sleepy. For some reason, he opened the drawer of the bedside table. The drawer that used to be full of sleeping pills was now replaced by family planning products. For some reason, he suddenly felt that life was full of hope.
But Luo Shu on the other side didn't think so. She looked at the ring soaked in soapy water and couldn't be taken off no matter how hard she tried to take it off or pull it off. She couldn't understand why the ring from five years ago was so stuck.
When she returned to the bedroom, she was suddenly greeted by a pleasing sight. Fang Qingzhuo was lying on her pillow, catching up on his sleep peacefully. He was shirtless, with one strong arm hanging over the edge of the bed. The quilt barely covered his waist, revealing the large tattoo on his inverted triangle back. His sleeping posture was inexplicably identical to Luo Hehe's, almost occupying her entire bed.
Just then the wind started to blow, causing a curtain to sway, and my previous emotion instantly disappeared a little.
Luo Shu strode to the bedside and pushed it hard: "Get out of the way, you're sleeping in my place."
Fang Qingzhuo opened his eyes, spent two seconds observing the other person's expressions, and quickly moved.
Not long after Luo Shu came in, he approached her tentatively: "What's the matter? You were fine last night. Did I upset you again in some way? If so, you must tell me."
The obvious strong desire to survive.
Luo Shu sat leaning against the headboard, playing with her phone in one hand without changing her expression. She answered every question without hiding anything: "How long do you plan to stay here with me?"
"Are you tired of me? Are you going to kick me out?" Fang Qingzhuo looked up in shock, then calmed down for a few seconds, crafting his expression and perfecting his self-deprecation tactics. "Yeah, it's my fault that my charm isn't what it used to be, and you're tired of me."
His skill in turning the tables was no less than before. Luo Shu imitated him, gently pinching his handsome face and responding with a deft move, "Why do you have to squeeze into this small rental house with me when you can live in a large flat in the city center?"
Fang Qingzhuo was stunned for a moment by her words and actions, and then he smiled: "Where did I squeeze?"
Luo Shu tilted her forehead and pointed at the bulging-eyed yellow doll not far away: "Look, I don't even have a place to put my SpongeBob."
"Isn't it good to have me sleep with you?" Fang Qingzhuo buried his face in her neck and shoulder and rubbed it hard, "Or is it that I didn't serve you well enough?"
"Fang Qingzhuo." Luo Shu was slightly annoyed and raised her hand as if to hit him, but she suddenly changed her mind halfway through. Never mind, hitting him would only make her feel good. "Are you itching for trouble again?"
Fang Qingzhuo's smug habit came back: "Oh, you're full and you're scolding the cook. No, hit the cook."
Luo Shu couldn't win over him with one dirty talk after another. She gritted her teeth and uttered a threat as powerful as an atomic bomb: "If you're not happy, I can always change the cook."
Then, after a long pause from the active chef, he leisurely retreated into his bed to play games to relieve his boredom.
Ski Safari recently released a multiplayer version, and Luo Shu was addicted to it. Perhaps she really didn't have any competitive talent, and her last-place finish was a real slap in the face.
On the other side of the double bed, Fang Qingzhuo finally calmed herself down and glanced at her game interface. Her equipment was fancy, but her skills were terrible. She was either tripped and fell by her opponents or was chased and destroyed by Blizzard. As she repeated the operation again and again, the diamond silver ring on her left middle finger sparkled brightly.
As if he had received some kind of comfort, his protective spirit suddenly surged in his heart. He held Luo Shu's hand from behind and taught her step by step: "If that person trips you, you trip him back, like this..."
In the scene, the NPC who had been blocking Luo Shu fell flat on his face, followed by the second, the third...
People always have their own halo in the field they are good at. Without looking at her, she could imagine how that exquisite body with a bit of natural release would react at this moment, the pupils lit up by excitement, the corners of the mouth slightly curved to control everything, and the indescribable tenderness.
To be fair, Fang Qingzhuo is very attractive like this.
"Why are your hands so cold?" He leaned over to my ear and asked, his words so fast that it was hard to tell the emotion in them. It sounded like a casual doubt, but his tone was indescribably sexy.
Luo Shu suspected that he did it on purpose, and her heartbeat quickened uncontrollably: "None of your business."
Fang Qingzhuo smiled, firmly grasping the back of her hand to warm it, and then gave her some pointers on how to win: "In addition to avoiding the obstacles designed by the developers, we can also consider the slope of the mountain, the angle of the bend, and the width of the cliff in the scene design. By utilizing these factors and controlling the speed of the leap, we can maximize our chances of overtaking our opponents."
“…”
"Didn't understand?"
Luo Shu secretly swallowed her saliva: "Then how do I know the slope of the mountain and the width of the cliff?"
“You’ll get the feel of it after playing it a few times.”
"Then, I can take first place?"
"Well..." Fang Qingzhuo kissed her on the cheek without warning and shamelessly asked, "Call me husband, and I'll teach you how to get first place."
Unfortunately, Luo Shu is no longer the Luo Shu who was easily seduced by beauty.
"Then I won't play anymore."
She quit the game with a righteous indignation and simply checked her Moments. Through the reflection in the dressing mirror, she noticed a pair of extremely alert eyes staring at her intently from behind, so she deliberately liked a special friend's post.
Liking was not enough, Luo Shu provocatively clicked on the photo, which was a photo of Zhai Xiaowen's family of four. She enlarged it to appreciate it. A handsome face occupied the entire screen, and a strong air of high knowledge came to her face.
Late but not late, the sarcasm: "Myopia can lead to a host of complications as you age."
Luo Shu was speechless and turned around to ask, "Why are you making personal attacks?"
Fang Qingzhuo replied immediately: "I didn't mean any personal attack. Myopia in old age not only causes myopia but also presbyopia. More importantly, it is very likely to cause cataracts and glaucoma."
Finally, he criticized one and praised the other, “Unlike me, I’m self-disciplined and don’t have the problem of myopia.”
After laying so much groundwork, it turned out that he was using science popularization to highlight himself. Luo Shu continued to stimulate, using an exaggerated and envious tone: "The Institute of Aerospace, that must be a golden rice bowl that many people are scrambling to get into."
"It sounds impressive, but in reality, I'm busy as a dog all day long and rarely go home."
"I'm 1.87 meters tall."
"If I round it up, it's still 1.88 meters."
"Rounding off, why don't you say you are two meters?"
"Then why am I still playing games? I'll just go compete in the CBA."
"Fang Qingzhuo, your comparison is really..." Luo Shu was shocked, unable to find an appropriate adjective for a moment, "Really..."
"What is true?" Fang Qingzhuo went against the wind and said, "Accurate?"
Luo Shu raised her voice and redefined it: "It's strange."
Fang Qingzhuo was very discerning and snuggled into her soft embrace before she could lose her temper, saying, "Do you like it?"
His kiss climbed all the way from the collarbone, stirring up waves of electricity wherever it touched. He even threw the annoying phone with photos of other men on it to the pillow.
Luo Shu was so dazed by his kiss that she unconsciously hummed two words: "I like it."
Hearing this, Fang Qingzhuo clamped her cheeks and deepened his movements: "Do you want to love me forever?"
“…”
After hesitating for a moment, Luo Shu's hazy vision was immediately covered by the lifted quilt, and she fell into a dark and sweet world.
The two of them were cuddling for a while when they were interrupted untimely and ruthlessly by the phone beside the pillow.
After a while, a slender arm stretched out from the fluffy quilt and groped towards the source of the sound intermittently. The motive was unclear, and it was not sure whether to answer or hang up. Perhaps because the progress was too slow, another strong arm belonging to an adult man came out without saying a word, forced its way through the former's fingers, and intertwined with theirs.
The ambiguous atmosphere in the bedroom spreads everywhere, as if returning to the hot summer.
After returning the call, Luo Shu ran to the kitchen in small steps. Before she even stepped inside, she shouted, "Fang Qingzhuo, why did your grandma ask me to dinner?"
Fang Qingzhuo was standing at the sink washing ingredients, preparing to make lunch. When he heard her question, he turned around and said, "My grandma?"
"Yeah, your grandma."
Fang Qingzhuo sorted out his thoughts in just two seconds. Why else could it be? It was an old family tradition that happens once a year. Now, there are two big rebels in the family, and the old lady has learned her lesson this time and directly invited Luo Shu.
In that case, what are you waiting for? After washing your hands and drying them, you should go: "Let's go. It's just a simple meal. We'll be back after we finish eating."
Arriving at the dining table at the old house, Luo Shu realized that this simple meal was extraordinary. Not only were three generations of the Fang family gathered together, but also Song Shijin's family. Moreover, she was pushed by Fang Qingzhuo to sit on the left side of the old lady. It would be a lie to say that she felt no pressure, but the culprit who caused all this was grinning and picking up food for her, as if the people sitting at the same table did not exist.
After dinner, Luo Shu was taken for a stroll by the old lady and her group, while Fang Qingzhuo and Fang Jueshan stayed in the living room.
The long-awaited alone time between father and son was neither strange nor harmonious. The lingering awkwardness in the relative silence was still there. It was Fang Jueshan who took the lead in breaking the deadlock: "Did you know that the verdict has been issued?"
"Yeah, I heard about it." Fang Qingzhuo scratched his forehead and asked, "What about their child?"
Fang Jueshan glanced at him subtly, then continued reading the newspaper: "According to the Minor Protection Act, he should be sent to an orphanage."
Fang Qingzhuo lowered his eyes and played with the Rubik's Cube in his hand. His tone was curious and casual: "A five-year-old child shouldn't have much memory, right?"
Fang Jueshan's lips curled up in a familiar way, and he immediately understood what was going on: "Just say it."
Fang Qingzhuo: "I'm thinking of finding a suitable adoptive family for him. What do you think?"
Fang Jueshan asked back, "Are you asking for my opinion?"
Fang Qingzhuo: "Or am I just wasting my breath?"
Fang Jueshan: "You used to be nosy."
Fang Qingzhuo: "When will the cycle of revenge end? I just don't want to bring disaster to the next generation."
Fang Jueshan glanced sideways, staring intently at the fourth-order Rubik's Cube that he hadn't been able to solve for most of the day. It looked like a lost wish that had been recovered, and he was doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.
"That's your personal behavior, it has nothing to do with me."
Fang Qingzhuo understood the deeper meaning and asked, "Then, if I don't want to join Yike, is that considered a personal decision?"
Fang Jueshan thought about it for a moment and said, "Within the past thirty years."
"What if I want to marry into the family?"
Fang Jueshan quickly answered: "Congratulations."
This reaction stunned Fang Qingzhuo, his eyes widened: "Why don't you ask what's going on?"
"Taking the current situation into account, this family doesn't make much difference whether you're there or not." Fang Jueshan raised his eyes, half-smile, "Besides, you've seemed a lot more normal lately, which is good."
Fang Qingzhuo actually believed this kid-friendly reply. Yes, with Shen Qianshu away, he had been living an exceptionally comfortable life for the past half month.
Fang Jueshan smiled and shook his head. He didn't know who he took after, but when it came to love, he was like a fool. He put down the newspaper and checked the time on his watch. "I have an appointment tonight, so I'll cut to the chase. I know you've been wronged while I was away. How do you want me to make it up to you?"
Fang Qingzhuo's eyes rolled around and he accepted it happily: "Does Yike have some idle land that they haven't decided what project to develop yet?"
"Um."
At this time, there was movement from the second floor. Fang Qingzhuo's eyes followed the back of the figure upstairs closely: "Your daughter-in-law has recently become addicted to skiing games. Let's build a ski resort."
As if it were reasonable, Fang Jueshan agreed without hesitation: "That's no problem. What about you? What do you want?"
Fang Qingzhuo sat upright and said, "I want an answer."
"What's the problem?" Fang Jueshan prepared to stand up.
"Did my mother ever love you?"
Fang Jueshan was silent for a while, and when he looked at Fang Qingzhuo, there was suddenly a hint of "doom" in his eyes. The son he had taught for so many years was actually useless.
He spoke calmly: "Your mother complained first, what do you think?"
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