Chapter 50: After the anniversary, there will be no Fang Qingzhuo store in this village...
As night fell, Luo Shu lay on the bed playing with her mobile phone, shaking her ankles from time to time, while Fang Qingzhuo sat cross-legged at the foot of the bed, packing the clothes in the suitcase, putting them on hangers one by one and putting them into the closet.
At first, it was the suitcase owner who packed it, and then the free labor came in, so she had no reason to refuse.
Pulling out a deformed SpongeBob from the bottom of the box, Fang Qingzhuo tugged at the doll's nose and gave it a hearty pat: "You came all the way back to bring it with you. How much do you really like it?"
Luo Shu snatched it up like a treasure and placed it next to her pillow: "I'm familiar with my bed, so of course I have to carry it with me."
Fang Qingzhuo muttered, "It's not like I haven't slept before."
Luo Shu naturally didn't hear his whispers and happily picked up her phone: "Fang Qingzhuo, I saw a very interesting question."
Fang Qingzhuo tilted her forehead slightly and raised an eyebrow at the sound: "Another online test question to teach you how to test your boyfriend's intelligence?"
"Do you want to take a test?"
"Test, test, test."
"How much would you give me if you had 20,000?"
Fang Qingzhuo sat on the bed and thought for a while. He put his hands behind his head and fell forward, facing her. "One."
"One dollar? You only gave me one dollar out of 20,000?" Luo Shu couldn't believe it and shook him, accusing him, "I gave you half of my New Year's money, and you only gave me one dollar?"
"Listen to me." Fang Qingzhuo smiled helplessly, grabbed the back of her hand and pecked it several times. "It's one yuan a day, until it's all gone."
Hearing this, Luo Shu counted on her fingers: "That's 50..."
"54 years and 290 days."
"After 54 years, I'll be an old woman. You're really scheming."
Fang Qingzhuo narrowed his eyes and said, "What did you say? Become my wife?"
Luo Shu raised her hand, wanting to slap his careless mouth, but when the slap was about to fall, she changed her mind and poked his cheek instead. His skin was slippery after taking a shower, and she couldn't help but touch it. But she was not satisfied, so her fingertips swept from the plump lips to the nose and finally stopped at the beautiful eyebrows. At her strong request, a scar patch was also applied to the end of the eyebrow.
"Fang Qingzhuo, you have a nice idea."
Fang Qingzhuo blinked his eyelashes and introduced himself in a very proud tone: "Even when I'm old, I'll still be the most handsome one among the old men. I can grab the square dance territory on the left and the eggs in the supermarket on the right. Oh, and I can also take my grandchildren to play games. Wouldn't you consider this offer?"
Luo Shu, with a bit of malicious intention, wanted to dampen his spirit, but she shook her head proudly: "Not considering it."
"If you miss this opportunity, there will be no Fang Qingzhuo store anymore."
"real?"
"Fake." Fang Qingzhuo's dark eyes flashed with seriousness. "If you missed it, I'll open another one at the next corner of the village and wait for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in his pocket rang. Luo Shu heard the content of the call. It was the property manager's takeaway service. She thought he was ordering something for food again, but when he came back, he mysteriously brought a box with a bow and a bouquet of flowers.
"Stretch your feet over here."
Luo Shu was pulled up with a confused look on her face: "What is this?"
"I bought this for you as an anniversary gift. I was planning to give it to you when school started, but I didn't expect you to come back early."
"Anniversary? What anniversary? Isn't Valentine's Day yet?"
Fang Qingzhuo knelt on one knee at the foot of the bed, with a rose beside him, symbolizing a passionate love relationship. He glanced at Luo Shu, a smile playing on his lips as he untied the bow on the box with the brand name of his high heels on it: "100th day anniversary of our relationship."
Without waiting for her to respond, he said, "Luo Shu, I'm ashamed to say that I didn't give you a formal, decent confession before we got together."
It was when Zhuang He called to ask him how to pursue a girl that he realized this problem. Holding the white, slender ankle that had been bitten by the snake, he said, "Remember when we bumped into each other in the elevator of the hotel during the National Day holiday?"
"Remember, you didn't recognize me then."
"I recognized it." Fang Qingzhuo rubbed the bite mark, which was no longer obvious, with his thumb. He smiled a little embarrassedly and a little belatedly. "Don't laugh at me. Actually, I took the elevator twice that day. The first time I got out of the elevator, you were eating watermelon at the front desk. Then, I couldn't explain my behavior. I ran back to the elevator reflexively, and when I got out again, I ran into you."
Luo Shu bit her lower lip: "So you liked me then?"
"I have no idea."
What a waste of feelings! Luo Shu sighed and turned away.
"Look at you, you're so impulsive, you haven't even finished what you're saying yet." Fang Qingzhuo coaxed him back, "What I'm not sure about is what the standard is for liking someone? What does it mean to like someone? Is it that you're the only one in my mind and heart, or is it that I have to have you?"
As she spoke, she opened the shoe box. Under the cumbersome wrapping paper was a pair of nude pointed-toe stilettos. "The first time I saw you, I thought you looked a lot like me when I was a kid. To be honest, I was really looking forward to seeing you next time."
If the appearance of Gu Yang and Duan Ran had not overturned his self-conceit and caused him to feel a strong sense of betrayal, he would not have agreed to that ridiculous prank.
She took out the corresponding high heels and put them on from toes to heels one by one. Fang Qingzhuo raised her eyes slightly with affection, and her expression was all she could see.
"Flowers, gifts, and me, all are yours now."
Relying on his good looks, his sweet words are also very sweet.
Luo Shu ignored his sweet talk, slightly controlling the upward curve of her lips, and looked up and down at the high heels on her feet: "It's beautiful, but it's a pity that I don't have much chance to wear them."
"Whether you can wear it or not is one thing, but not having it is my business."
Luo Shu looked at him with a sense of wonder. This little mouth that usually seemed poisonous was not only soft when kissed, but also quite good at pleasing her.
The thought moved me and I liked this gift even more, but the pajamas I was wearing didn't match it very well.
"You go out first and I'll change my clothes."
"Can I sleep here tonight?"
The two people spoke in unison, completely on different wavelengths.
When being kicked out of the master bedroom by Luo Shu, Fang Qingzhuo kept looking back, his eyes swept across SpongeBob SquarePants at the head of the bed, and he gritted his teeth and swore secretly that sooner or later he would rise up in rebellion and reclaim his territory.
As the holiday draws to a close, life seems to have remained the same but also has changed. Fang Qingzhuo is still staying at home playing games, but the difference is that there is someone else by his side. Luo Shu stays by his side, busy chasing TV series and drawing. She wears a loose light-colored sweater and has a low bun on her head. Her bangs seem to be longer than before, poking at her ears and forming a middle part. She pops her head out from time to time to look at the game ending screen, saying things like "how awesome" to keep him entertained.
For a moment, Fang Qingzhuo stared at her profile in a trance, as if he saw what the future would look like.
He put down the controller and hugged her from behind: "Do you want to play games together? I'll teach you."
Luo Shu thought for a moment and said, "Forget it. I'm not good at this kind of swordplay."
Fang Qingzhuo rested his chin on her shoulder: "Then I'll make one for you."
Luo Shu didn't take it seriously, thinking Fang Qingzhuo was just talking, until two days later he sent her two installation package links to show her the results of his hard work.
The temperature in the city suddenly dropped that day. He sat on the sofa with his long legs spread out, taking her phone and installing the app while explaining the rules of the game.
In Fang Qingzhuo's version of catching a big goose, catching a hidden version will automatically trigger his dubbing.
When asked if other people could play it, he replied that he had never thought of putting it on the platform and that it was a small game exclusively for her.
What moved Luo Shu even more was another app that predicted her approximate menstrual period time and notified her in advance. It also provided delivery service from nearby stores, allowing her to place an order with just one click.
Click on today's language reminder.
"Baby Luo Shu, your boyfriend speculates that you might get your period around March 6th. The brown sugar water and sanitary napkins are already prepared in the locker."
"Baby Luo Shu, your boyfriend is asking you to go to bed early."
"Baby Luo Shu, your boyfriend wishes you a good night's sleep."
It would be a lie to say that she wasn't touched. Luo Shu's family atmosphere taught her that if she liked someone, she should express it without hesitation. She threw aside her girlish reserve and shyness and climbed into his arms.
"I'm touched."
She nodded.
"No, please. If you're so easily satisfied, I'll be worried. What if the colorful world outside tempts you one day and you get kidnapped? We have a long way to go, and there will be many touching moments for us in the future."
"Otherwise, you can say something nice to please me, like you like me, need me, and can't live without me. I'm more receptive to that."
Who is so easily satisfied? Luo Shu punched him half-shyly and half-annoyed.
"Fang Qingzhuo, I'm a little bored."
"How about I play a game with you?" Fang Qingzhuo said, glancing at the storm outside the glass window.
"Is the game all you see?"
"Of course not."
"I want to kiss you."
After saying that, without giving him a chance to react, she knelt on both sides of the man's thighs, half a head higher than him. She reached out to hold one of his cheeks and kissed from top to bottom, the non-sharp mole at the corner of his eye, the high bridge of his nose, the corners of his mouth with small brackets, and the exceptionally soft beads of his lips.
After each part of the kiss, she would stop and look at him intentionally before continuing.
However, Fang Qingzhuo seemed a little abnormal today. In the past, he would have done it himself, but now he tilted his head back, sat calmly, and placed his hands on both sides in a very graceful manner, submissively accepting the pleasure of being ridden on.
It was obvious that he was trying to whet her appetite, but Luo Shu didn't believe it and unbuttoned his collar, then took a strong hold of his Adam's apple with her mouth.
"Don't you feel anything?"
The sucking action turned into sucking and biting. Fang Qingzhuo's jaw line tensed and a muffled groan came from his nose.
Did he feel anything? He asked himself, and the answer was, quite rightly so. All his muscles stiffened instantly, his bones itched, and veins crept up his neck. He managed to find his voice again: "That's it?"
The two provocative words undoubtedly aroused Luo Shu's desire to win. She peeled off the layers of restraints like peeling an onion, and looked down to see the pattern of a creature's tail. At first glance, she thought it was an edible shrimp tail, but after careful inspection, she found that it was clearly a scorpion's tail with a poisonous hook. She touched it as if she had discovered a new continent, and slowly, she saw a complete scorpion.
My thoughts suddenly drifted back to the day when I praised his special tattoo.
It turns out the tattoo hidden underneath is a scorpion.
Luo Shu thought to herself, Fang Qingzhuo is just like a poisonous scorpion, pointing his poisonous pincers at the whole world, but only pointing his softest weakness at the one he loves.
"What now?"
The scorpion's tail stood up completely.
Now, Fang Qingzhuo couldn't bear it anymore. His whole body was burning with passion. The emotions that had been dormant in his eyes for a long time were ready to burst out, as if they would burst out in the next second.
His Adam's apple rolled twice, and his voice was so low that it was inaudible: "Well, you win."
After saying that, he took the initiative, pulled off her loose rubber band, inserted his fingers into her hair, fastened it to the back of her head and kissed her slowly.
After kissing for a long time, Fang Qingzhuo became confused and lost in passion. He stopped deliberately and stared at Luo Shu, seeing her eyes closed tightly. She moved closer to him to ask for more, feeling that she had not kissed him enough. He admired her desperate need for him for a long time, and then responded to his request with a silent smirk, and then kissed all the way back to the room.
The bedroom lighting is charming, illuminating the previously unseen subtle beauty.
Luo Shu felt ashamed, and her ears were filled with blood, because the look in Fang Qingzhuo's eyes seemed to contain an overwhelming storm that made her body and mind crazy.
At that critical moment, he refused to take the next step. Luo Shu asked shyly, "What's wrong?"
I don't know if he was out of his mind, but at this moment Fang Qingzhuo called her full name seriously and asked a very stupid and upside-down question.
"Luo Shu, you will be responsible for me for the rest of your life, right?"
“…”
Is this his line?
The result of a stalemate is not only frustrating but also unbearable.
The bright light from the ceiling was blinding, and Luo Shu was so annoyed that she twisted her neck and swallowed the urge to slap him. She nodded and urged, "Can you hurry up and stop talking nonsense?"
Fang Qingzhuo curled his lips in triumph, as if being tortured by something, breathing rapidly and saying: "It's so strange, before holding your hand, you were on the left and I was on the right, but now you are in front and I am behind."
"Do you want to hold hands every night?"
"What does it mean to keep silent?"
"Then I'll do it reluctantly. I'll take it as your agreement."
Then, the dazzling light above her head was turned off, leaving only a wall lamp as the alluring fragrance that permeated the air could only be felt with a subtle rustling. The slowly exchanged hot body temperatures and uncontrollable double images continued to erode her consciousness.
She clearly felt that the storm was getting closer and closer, so close that some desires, which she had to suppress, and some fierce temptations, were magnified in her senses, breaking her defenses, flowing to every corner, and filling her poor heart with great momentum.
The storm arrived as expected, the city gate fell, and in the vast open space outside the city, intermittent echoes of ancient summons could be heard in the air.
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In the second half of the night, someone finally got what he wanted and successfully slapped the troublesome SpongeBob off the bed, replacing him and surpassing him to sleep in the place that should have belonged to him.
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