Chapter 79 He really continued.
It was a sunny day off. After breakfast, Xu Ji was washing his and Tao Siyun's two bowls of oatmeal in the kitchen when he suggested in an extremely relaxed and natural tone that he take Tao Siyun to meet Song Liwei.
He chose the right time, too.
The reason I didn't tell her in advance was because I was afraid that she would be nervous and make excuses to delay.
As expected, Tao Siyun, who was completely unprepared for this, looked at him with a look of "Are you sure?" He was stunned for a long time before finally stammering, "How about we go tomorrow?"
"Or next weekend?"
“…”
Xu Ji turned his head, looked at her quietly for a while, then turned back, turned on the faucet again, and rinsed away the detergent foam remaining in the bowl.
I didn't respond to her for a long time.
Tao Siyun immediately understood that sometimes his silence did not mean consent.
When two people have a disagreement, it means that a compromise must be made.
There's really nothing we can do about this situation, so we can only discuss it together again.
But Xu Ji had his back to her at this time, and even his back seemed to have the words "This matter is not negotiable" written on it.
So Tao Siyun understood one more thing: he would definitely not be the one to compromise today.
But……
"You have to give me some time to prepare. Besides, it wouldn't be nice to go empty-handed for the first time. You have to let me think about what gift to buy..." Tao Siyun lay on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling, trying to convince him with this reason.
Xu Ji washed his hands and wiped them with a tissue. He walked over and stared at the top of her black hair. He said nonchalantly, "What are you preparing? There's nothing to prepare. It's just lunch together."
What does "that's all" mean...
It's so easy for you to say that, first impression is so important!
Tao Siyun felt that this person was talking without thinking and didn't know how to put himself in other people's shoes at all.
When an elder invites her to dinner, she should at least know some etiquette.
Tao Siyun tilted his head back, stretched his neck, looked at his reflection, and frowned slightly.
Since he was meeting his uncle, of course he didn't feel any pressure.
Xu Ji slowly leaned down, supporting himself with his hands on both sides of the sofa, and the two of them looked at each other quietly, one above and one below.
After looking at him upside down for a while, Tao Siyun felt a little dizzy.
We were so close, but when the direction changed, I couldn't even see his expression clearly...
After staring at each other for a few seconds, Xu Ji suddenly cupped her face, his palms pressed against hers, and then used his cool fingertips to scratch her chin. After wandering around for a while, he started from the jawline and moved his fingertips upwards bit by bit.
Tao Siyun squinted his eyes as he was being rubbed, just like a cat purring after being petted comfortably.
If she were doing skin care in a beauty salon with Qin Shu now, the beautician would immediately put a moisturizing mask on her after finishing the task at hand, let her take a nap, and also massage her head and shoulders to relax her body.
Tao Siyun felt sleepy again, and his breathing gradually slowed down.
Just before she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly felt her nose get wet.
Just as she was about to speak, Xu Ji pinched her chin, lifted it up, and kissed her gently.
Tao Siyun opened his hazy eyes and the first thing he saw was his chin, then his neck.
This kissing position is suffocating.
It's also very annoying.
Because she could intuitively see all of Xu Ji's unknown reactions.
The man's heavy breathing fell on her neck, and the rolling of his Adam's apple when he swallowed almost made Tao Siyun breathless. She had no choice but to cooperate with him and open her mouth obediently.
This makes breathing on your own more difficult.
The air would be taken away almost the moment it entered the airbox, so she naturally had an extra oxygen delivery machine that continuously circulated the oxygen she needed.
Tao Siyun's hands hung down from the sofa, unable to touch the ground. After hanging in the air for a long time, he was finally allowed to turn over and lie on his side.
She wanted to push away the head buried in her neck, but as soon as her hand touched his hair, Xu Ji bit it lightly.
"Are you going or not? If not, then continue."
“…”
"Let's go next week." Xu Ji was a little out of breath, his voice was unusually low, and he put his face close to hers, not giving her any chance to speak.
He really continued, continued downwards.
Tao Siyun was so shocked by the bold action of his hand that he begged for mercy again and again, and finally gave in, "Go away, can't I go?"
"No," Xu Ji suddenly became very considerate, as if he could finally empathize with her because of the "important matter" at the moment. His hot and humid breath kept brushing against her ears, a touch that was not a kiss, and his eyes looked at her very seductively. He said considerately: "We can go again next time..."
“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!”
"Do you really want to go today?"
"Well, let's go meet your uncle and have lunch with him..."
Seeing this, Xu Ji finally stopped.
After calming his breathing, he stood up from the floor where he had been kneeling for a long time with satisfaction, wiping the wet corners of his mouth with an expression of success.
He did it on purpose.
…
Unable to dissuade Tao Siyun, Xu Ji accompanied her to buy a lot of various fruits before leaving, filling up the entire trunk.
After getting in the car, he couldn't help laughing and said, "We're not going to the zoo, why did you buy so many fruits?"
Tao Siyun fastened his seat belt and said angrily, "If you had told me earlier, I would have gone to buy some tea and gift boxes."
Is it necessary to do this?
The time is so short and there is no time to prepare anything. Apart from buying some fruits on the spur of the moment, what else can I buy early in the morning?
He couldn't let his uncle think that he didn't value their meeting.
Now she feels a little perfunctory.
Xu Ji glanced at her, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he deliberately said: "Remember, I will buy the things you mentioned when I go to your house next time."
“…”
Tao Siyun paused for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes, feeling that this was a bit...
Is that what she meant?
She calmly pulled her hand back from Xu Ji's. She whispered to herself, "Why are you so eager to get married..."
Xu Ji raised his eyebrows and asked deliberately: "What did you say? Say it again."
Tao Siyun dodged his outstretched right hand, leaned his head against the car window, and changed the sensitive topic in time, "...I was wondering where your uncle's tennis court has moved to now?"
I found nothing.
Now Xu Ji's hands were finally placed properly on the steering wheel.
"Outskirts of the city, over at Changlin."
"oh."
That year, Tao Siyun borrowed his cell phone to make a call in the urban village and saw Song Liwei from afar across the street. He only vaguely remembered that it was a blurry figure in a suit.
Time flies so fast, seven or eight years have passed in the blink of an eye...
When he was about to arrive, Xu Ji received a call.
When Tao Siyun heard this unfamiliar voice and thought that he was about to meet the real person, he felt indescribably nervous.
***
Song Liwei has the kind of appearance that doesn't show his age, he looks very young, it's hard to imagine that he is almost 40 years old. It is no exaggeration to say that when he and Xu Ji stand together, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are brothers.
Faced with a face that looked somewhat similar to Xu Ji, Tao Siyun hesitated for a long time and felt too embarrassed to call him uncle.
Song Liwei looked at her with a smile, and glanced at Xu Ji who was taking something out of the trunk. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Just call me 'Uncle' like him."
It was as if a fox was talking to her.
Tao Siyun now knew where Xu Ji learned his subtle cunning and the strategy of retreating to advance.
In fact, if you look at their appearance alone, although these two people look alike, their temperaments are completely different.
Song Liwei was obviously the type who was cunning on the surface. Compared to his uncle, Xu Ji was more pretentious. He usually acted like a sly person, but only occasionally revealed a bit of his foxy side in front of her...
For example, this morning.
Tao Siyun's face looked a little unnatural. He paused in time what he was recalling halfway through and politely called out "Hello, uncle".
Song Liwei narrowed his eyes and smiled even more like a fox.
Tao Siyun was so nervous that he felt nervous.
Why do I feel like I accidentally fell into a fox hole...
Mengmeng has been taken to the tennis court by Song Liwei every day recently, and has become very familiar with all the coaches and students.
As soon as he saw Xu Ji, he rushed over enthusiastically, extremely excited, and rubbed against him vigorously, and was affectionate with his father for a while. After saying hello, he wagged his big tail and stuck to Tao Siyun.
Xu Ji changed his clothes and went to the outdoor venue with Song Liwei.
Tao Siyun sat aside, petting the dog and drinking juice while watching them play tennis.
Alaska would occasionally rush over nervously to help pick up the ball, and after showing his presence in front of Xu Ji, he would return to Tao Siyun and squat obediently.
Very busy.
The first time Tao Siyun saw Xu Ji playing tennis, he was a little stunned.
This is obviously a fight between two masters.
After fighting for a long time, it was still a back-and-forth fight and it was impossible to tell who was winning.
Tao Siyun adjusted the angle and secretly took a few photos. He picked one and sent it to Bian Chengzi, attaching the location.
Bian Chengzi looked at the two figures in the photo and asked in confusion: [Which one is your partner?]
It was really not her fault that she had poor eyesight. The two men in the photo looked like they were of the same age based on their stature, and they were so far away that she couldn't see their faces clearly. She really didn't know who was the uncle and who was the nephew.
Bian Chengzi and Tao Siyun belong to the category that is relatively rare among best friends——
During the three years when she had a one-sided crush on Liang Jingchao, Tao Siyun went to school in the west of Shanghai. Usually, all she heard was her constant praise of that idiot. Every time she saw Liang Jingchao, she was so timid that she only dared to take a sneak shot of his back after he walked away. So Tao Siyun still doesn't know what Liang Jingchao's face looks like.
Now the situation is reversed. After the New Year, she has been traveling all over the country on business trips, and has not had the chance to meet her best friend to find out who she is talking about.
Tao Siyun thought to himself that Song Liwei's deceptive face and figure were indeed difficult for anyone to distinguish.
When Mengmeng ran into the court to help, she took advantage of Xu Ji looking back and secretly recorded a video of more than ten seconds.
Anime expert Bian Sumiko immediately jumped online: [Yoshi, is it Tezuka Kunimitsu? [Cathead approved]]
Yo what.
Tao Siyun’s patriotic label has long been established: [It’s obviously Zhurong, the God of Fire, okay?]
…
Okay...
What else can you say to a bestie who even dreams of Prometheus and Zhurong, the god of fire, two gods from ancient and modern times, both Chinese and foreign, who have nothing to do with each other, fighting each other?
Do all of you who study art have such rich imagination?
Bian Chengzi, who was forced to work overtime by her boss on the weekend, pouted. Under her boss's death gaze, she blatantly checked her phone during work hours. After searching for a long time, she finally found a silly emoji pack that said "the puppy doesn't understand but the puppy respects it." The moment she sent it, an idea suddenly flashed in her mind: [I guess Prometheus and Zhurong will play tennis in your dreams tonight, piu~piu~piu~ [puppy sticks out tongue]]
Tao Siyun raised his eyes and secretly glanced at the two people sweating profusely on the court: [They must be working so hard...]
The morning passed by minute by minute as I chatted with Bian Chengzi.
It was already twelve o'clock when they officially finished.
"Let's go out for dinner later."
"Oh." Tao Siyun rubbed his eyes and asked curiously about the result of their game, like a child tired of watching a game: "Who won?"
Xu Ji raised the corner of his lips and twirled the racket in his hand. "No one won. It's a tie."
Well, judging by the results of the game she watched an hour ago, there was no doubt about it.
It's quite impressive that he could tie with the world champion.
Tao Siyun smiled and relayed Bian Chengzi's comments to him: "My best friend said you look like Tezuka Kunimitsu."
"What about you?"
"Me?" Tao Siyun shook his head and said honestly, "I haven't seen The Prince of Tennis. I really haven't."
Xu Ji paused for a moment, half bent over, and gently wiped the sweat off the tip of her nose with his fingers. He said lazily, "Do you know who Tezuka Kunimitsu is?"
Tao Siyun raised his head and thought for a moment, then asked tentatively, "He should be the most handsome one, right?"
Xu Ji looked at her for a while, curled his lips and chuckled, repeating very narcissistically: "Yeah, the most handsome one."
You are so rude.
Xu Ji was sweating all over, so he took her to the lounge and took a shower himself.
There is a public bathroom upstairs for more than a dozen people, and at this time, there are only him and Song Liwei.
Song Liwei was humming a song while washing the foam off his hair. Seeing him come in, he wiped the water off his face and said teasingly with a smile, "Young Master, you have finally gotten over the shadow of 'broken love'!"
Xu Ji snorted, crossed his arms, pinched the hem of his T-shirt and took it off, then swaggered past his uncle naked, saying with a look of arrogance that he had never been heartbroken.
"Oh my, I wonder who locked themselves in their room every day after the college entrance exam. Could that person be me?"
“…”
Song Liwei shook his hair, suddenly took off the shower head with a wicked smile, turned it to the highest level, aimed it at his nephew, and hit a certain part of his body.
Let you keep talking tough.
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