Chapter 92 Do you want a slap with a toy water gun?
Early in the morning, Fang Qingzhuo was awakened by the rude sparrows outside the window. The morning light penetrated through his eyelids and skin, and it was bright and daybreak.
I drank so much last night that I have no memory of the second half.
How do you end the scene? How do you get into bed? How do you sleep?
Relying on muscle memory, he groped towards the bedside table for his cell phone, but he couldn't find it, nor could he find it on the bedside table. Until he felt a wet and hot sensation on the back of his hand, and vaguely made out that something alive was licking him, which frightened Fang Qingzhuo so much that he woke up instantly and retracted his hand immediately.
When he opened his eyes, what caught his eye was a furry head lying on the edge of the bed, sticking out its tongue and smiling at him.
Seeing that he woke up, he jumped onto the bed, obviously he was a habitual offender. Fang Qingzhuo accepted his warm hospitality while getting out of bed and looking around.
I pulled out a handful of messy hair and found that the case was solved. He was still at Luo Shu's house.
Haha, the door was not closed when he came in. Fang Qingzhuo didn't even have to leave the room to easily see the three-member family getting along in the kitchen.
Luo Shu stood in front of the stove, with steam rising from the casserole on the fire. Luo's father stood by to create the atmosphere, and he also called Ms. Ai to come and taste his daughter's cooking.
"My daughter is amazing. She learns quickly."
Ms. Ai calmed down a bit and helped Luo Shu tuck her hair behind her ears: "Even if my daughter can't cook, she's still the best."
Luo Shu looked accustomed to this, yet unable to conceal her happiness. "You're exaggerating! It's just an ordinary bowl of millet porridge."
For some reason, Fang Qingzhuo felt like crying.
Suddenly, Hehe jumped out from his legs nimbly, howling and running around the house, attracting the attention of the people in the kitchen.
The golden sun appeared and disappeared from time to time. When the sunlight completely shone on the dining table, the four mouths could hardly say a word for breakfast.
Fang Qingzhuo didn't have much of an appetite. While shoveling the millet porridge, he would occasionally steal glances at Luo Shu across from him, who was stirring the same rice porridge in the bowl, stirring it and scooping a spoonful at a time. She was as normal as could be.
I hope I didn't make a fool of myself last night and say anything to offend her, right?
I had planned to pretend to be drunk, act pitiful and try to gain sympathy, but I didn't expect to actually black out.
Thinking of this, he sighed secretly, and when he withdrew his gaze, Ms. Ai caught him red-handed. Fang Qingzhuo quickly covered his face and drank porridge in embarrassment to cover it up.
Ms. Ai glanced at Mr. Luo and then cleared her throat. "Your uncle's clothes from when he was young still fit him, right?"
Hearing this, Luo Shu paused chewing, and as Ms. Ai asked her question, her eyes drifted to the Cuban collar shirt on the man.
Fang Qingzhuo glanced down at the black short-sleeved shirt he was wearing, the change of clothes Luo's father had given him while he was washing up. "It fits just right."
"That's good." Ms. Ai revealed the truth at the right time, "Xiaoshu came to pick it just now."
Luo's father echoed the sentiment: "Our daughter's eyes are so sharp."
Luo Shu coughed unnaturally: "Well, I'm full, let me take Hehe downstairs for a walk."
As if it understood what people were saying, it barked in response, picked up the dog leash and waited at the door. Luo Shu was as smooth as flowing water, leaving the table, changing shoes and closing the door in one go, and both the person and the dog disappeared soon.
Seeing this, Fang Qingzhuo quickened his pace in drinking his porridge. "Uncle and aunt, well, I'm going downstairs too. Sorry for disturbing you these past two days. I'll send the clothes back as soon as I get them dry-cleaned."
Before he finished speaking, he had already flown to the door, "Goodbye, uncle and aunt."
Fang Qingzhuo appeared out of nowhere the second after Luo Shu ended the call.
The phone was not completely hung up: "What are you doing here?"
Fang Qingzhuo panted heavily: "I want to stay with you for a while... so I came."
Luo Shu was just about to express her opinion on his speech when Hehe in front of her became unhappy and dragged her forward without giving her a chance.
The unclear feelings between the two of them gradually faded away as they moved in sync.
After walking two steps side by side, Fang Qingzhuo took the leash from her hand and said, "Let me do it."
"Can you walk the dog?" Luo Shu asked.
"You can walk without me."
It sounded fine at first, but she always felt that these words had a deeper meaning, especially when combined with his half-smile.
“A dog can’t spit out ivory” should be changed to “Fang Qingzhuo can’t spit out ivory”.
Luo Shu pretended to take back the dog leash: "Let me do it. Walking a dog is a technical job."
"I've raised a dog before, don't worry." Fang Qingzhuo patted his chest and assured.
Luo Shu snorted lightly. His promise was not as convincing as a dog's bark.
Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, Fang Qingzhuo half threatened and half teased: "If you don't let go, I will hold your hand."
As expected, Luo Shu was so frightened that she quickly let go. After all, when it came to being a hooligan, Fang Qingzhuo always kept his word: "When did you raise a dog? How come I didn't know about it?"
But I regretted it as soon as I said it. What's with the familiarity between the lines?
Fang Qingzhuo tilted his head and looked at her intently for a moment, a smile flickering across his eyes. "I raised a Samoyed for a while when I was a kid."
Luo Shu couldn't stand his staring at her like that, and looked around awkwardly, first at the ground and then at the flowers and plants on the roadside.
It seems that she and Fang Qingzhuo have never gotten along peacefully since they came back and reunited. After just a few words, he either gets crazy and tough, or she looks at her coldly. What has changed?
"Then why didn't you raise it later?"
Fang Qingzhuo was quite surprised that she would respond: "I gave it away."
"Give it away?"
"Yeah." Fang Qingzhuo glanced at the leader's wiggling butt, "He was still young at that time and didn't know how to raise a dog."
The Samoyed that smiled at everyone he met when he was a child was not loved enough after all.
The topic of raising dogs ended, and inevitably fell into a vortex of silence.
Haha, I exceeded my exercise limit today, and as usual, I went to the fitness equipment area in the community to play with other puppy friends.
Fang Qingzhuo followed Luo Shu to the wooden chair to rest. The former sat upright, thinking about how to start suggesting that they go out for a walk together, while the latter leaned on the armrest, always feeling that she had forgotten something, which seemed to be the phone call not long ago.
"Should we bring..."
"Oh right, just now..."
They both said in unison and paused.
Fang Qingzhuo was the first to break the silence, motioning for her to continue: "What do you want to say?"
As if she had guessed what he was going to say, Luo Shu's eyes wandered: "Linlin, my friend just called and wanted to invite you to go to the sea and apologize to you."
"Apologize?" Fang Qingzhuo narrowed his eyes. "What happened last night?"
Luo Shu lowered her head slightly: "If you don't want to go, I won't force you."
"Do you want me to go?" Fang Qingzhuo asked seriously.
To be honest, Luo Shu didn't want that to happen. She didn't know what kind of trouble would happen again. Even if Tong Menglin and her husband didn't make trouble, Shen Qianshu might. Then she would be caught in the middle and it would be difficult for her to behave herself.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Fang Qingzhuo added, "If you want me to go, I will go. If you don't want me to go, I won't go."
Luo Shu was most annoyed by his unruly and untidy appearance: "Your legs are on your body, so it's up to you to go or not."
Being criticized out of the blue, Fang Qingzhuo smiled silently: "Then will Shen Qianshu go?"
His question immediately aroused Luo Shu's high alert: "Are you looking for a fight with him again?"
"You're wronging me. Ever since I was taught a lesson by you at your house, I've never taken the initiative to cause trouble for him." Fang Qingzhuo leaned back, resting his arms on the back of his chair as he gazed at her affectionately. A delighted arc curved the corners of his eyes as he began to talk nonsense, "I'm so obedient, why don't you give me some verbal praise or encouragement?"
"Fang Qingzhuo, are you so shameless? You still want to encourage me, do you want a slap?"
Luo Shu was just saying it casually, but he really leaned over with a half-smiling face: "Will you give it to me?"
Luo Shu had no other choice but to curl her lips slightly and push him away with her backhand: "Stop giving me that playful smile."
But Fang Qingzhuo still caught the faint smile: "I found that you have been smiling a lot since you came home."
The emotion at the corners of her mouth slowly reset. Luo Shu stared at him, staring into the deepest part of her pupils: "What do you want to express?"
A cloud floated across the sky and landed above their heads. Fang Qingzhuo smiled at her in the light, "I'm happy if you're happy."
At the same time, on the middle-floor balcony of the unit building behind.
"Honey, what do you think they're talking about? Are they trying to rekindle their old flame?"
Out of the corner of her eye, Ms. Ai saw her husband scrambling around like an ant on a hot pan. "From the tone of your voice, do you really not want them to get back together?"
Father Luo stopped his restlessness, lowered his brows, and rubbed his chin, as if he was pondering a very complicated question: "Xiao Fang is a young man. Whether it's his appearance or his words and deeds, in short, there is nothing wrong with him. But if our Xiao Shu dumped him, then it must be his problem. This is what I am struggling with."
The sun was already three poles high. Ms. Ai took one last look downstairs and returned to the living room sofa. "Last night, I asked Professor Li, who teaches computer science at our school, to find out about this little Fang."
Luo's father followed him into the room: "No wonder you asked about his school major. How is it going?"
"He's like no other student. Even the word 'excellent' doesn't describe him." Ms. Ai stretched her neck and said, "Those are Professor Li's exact words."
Mr. Luo understood immediately and skillfully massaged his wife's shoulders: "Such a high evaluation."
Ms. Ai pointed at the banana on the coffee table. "Coincidentally, one of his students was recruited by Xiao Fang's current gaming company right after graduation. He was described as down-to-earth and someone who truly gets things done."
"What about Xiaoshu's deskmate?" Father Luo said as he peeled a fresh banana from the fruit bowl. "I recognized him the moment I saw him last night. He's the guy who used to escort Xiaoshu home every day after school."
"Are you seeing right?"
"There's absolutely no mistake." Father Luo fed a peeled banana to his wife. "When Xiaoshu was in junior high, there were always rumors that a yellow-haired boy from another school was following junior high students. I personally watched him for half a month, and he secretly sent him there for half a month, only leaving after he dropped him off at the gate of the community.
Ms. Ai took a bite and said, "Lao Luo, when I sent Linlin and the others downstairs last night, guess what I saw?"
"It's already a certain time, and you're still keeping me in suspense."
Ms. Ai said halfway: "I saw Xiao Fang drunk and fell into your daughter's arms."
"What?" Father Luo excitedly jumped up from the sofa, pinching the banana. "Is this true? I didn't even know about it."
Reaching out to save the half banana from his hand, Ms. Ai complained to herself: "You were sleeping like a pig at the time, you would have known."
Luo's father was also confused by anger. He picked up the toy water gun on the table and used it as a weapon: "Did he take the opportunity to bully Xiaoshu? If he dares, I will go down and break his dog legs right now."
Ms. Ai had seen enough of the excitement and said the second half of the sentence in a measured way: "He fell into your daughter's arms and cried. Mind you, he cried quietly."
Seeing that he was about to make a fool of himself, Luo's father quickly threw away the fluorescent green water gun and said, "You too, always teasing me. What's next?"
Although the words were harsh, his expression was calm.
Ms. Ai shrugged. "Your daughter just comforts him, like this."
As she spoke, she imitated the way Luo Shu had stroked the back of Fang Qingzhuo's head again and again last night, and did the same on her father's head.
Luo's father did not resist: "Then who do you want to be your son-in-law?"
Ms. Ai retracted her movements and said solemnly, "Whether it's Xiao Fang, Xiao Shen, or anyone else, I respect her choice. She's the only girl between us, so she's got plenty of protection. So I just hope her future partner can love and protect her unconditionally. Even if that doesn't happen, I can still support her for the rest of her life. What do you think?"
Father Luo didn't rush to answer, but continued with his previous shoulder massage: "It's always right to listen to your wife."
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