Chapter 32 Chapter 32 Jing Lang
When Tang Ningyue woke up, she couldn't remember what nonsense she had said last night. Only when she saw the message on her phone that the hotel reservation was successful did she come to her senses and realize what she had fantasized about yesterday.
She rubbed her messy hair and wanted to hit herself a few times.
How could she have such thoughts about Li Jinglang!
Tang Ningyue dragged her cotton slippers and walked two steps outside to wash up. While she was unconscious and confused, she kicked something hard lying on the ground.
She lifted her hair that was blocking her view, squinted her eyes, and said in surprise.
"Xu Qing too?"
"Why are you here?"
The man on the ground hadn't fully woken up yet, just turning his head lazily and smiling at her. Tang Ningyue felt that this scene was very familiar, like the morning after something happened...
Tang Ningyue got goosebumps all over her body from the memory of her youthful recklessness, and stepped on his chest.
"Get up now."
Xu Qing also groaned, rubbed the arm she had kicked, and smiled as he placed his hand on his forehead. He remained lying motionless on the carpet, smiling at her deliberately and saying, "I walked you back last night, but you held me back and wouldn't let me go."
"...I won't let you go?" Tang Ningyue laughed at the absurd statement. She kicked him again and said arrogantly, "If I don't let you go, will you lie on the ground?"
After saying that, she leaned down again, put her hand on the chest muscle she had just stepped on, and gently rubbed it.
She smiled coquettishly, like a playboy, "Are you willing to reject me?"
There was really nothing to hide between her and Xu Qing. They had done everything they should and shouldn't have done back then. Now, they pretended to be unfamiliar with each other for a while, and they had a period of ambiguity. Anyway, Tang Ningyue had broken up with her, and as long as his personal problems didn't affect the company's image, Xu Qing had nothing to hide.
Things have been unclear for so many years. Tang Ningyue didn't take the initiative or refuse, so Xu Qing just pretended to be confused. It's up to her to do whatever she wants. Let her live in this muddle-headed way. It's not good for anyone to be too serious.
"Okay." Xu Qing also nodded. He didn't want to go too far early in the morning, so he put his hands together and admitted his mistake to her, "I lost." He shouldn't have provoked her.
"I'll make breakfast for you? Okay?" Xu Qing had never had the upper hand over Tang Ningyue. She was the one who took it all in. As long as she was by his side, he would do anything.
"I want to eat lotus root starch soup."
"good."
Xu Qing also nodded, sat up from the ground, lifted the quilt on his body, subconsciously looked down, and then did not move. He just glanced in the direction of Tang Ningyue and coughed lightly twice.
"What's wrong?" Tang Ningyue pulled off her pajama jacket and threw it on him, revealing her smooth skin. The thin pajama straps hung around her neck. Yingdi's face flushed. "Please help me wash and iron my clothes."
She commanded, as naturally as if they had been together half their lives, but only because she had always loved ordering him around.
"Why aren't you moving?"
Tang Ningyue glanced at him, walked towards him, squatted in front of him and reached out to pull the quilt covering him.
"Don't..." Xu Qing also grabbed her hand, trying to stop her, "I... cough, slow down, slow down for a while, I just woke up..."
“.....”
Tang Ningyue stared at him without blinking, and Xu Qingye's face suddenly turned red. Although he was no longer a virgin, he had never been in love. He gave his first kiss and first time to Tang Ningyue. Everything happened completely according to Tang Ningyue's ideas.
Even now... it's all the result of her adjustment.
"I'm thirty years old." Tang Ningyue pulled him again, startling him so much that his whole body tensed up. "Why are you being so shy?"
“.....”
He is not yet thirty, and is still several years away from thirty.
But now is not the time to argue this with her.
"Then let me help you?" Tang Ningyue slowly put her knees on the quilt, put her hands on his shoulders, her eyes hooked on him like a fox, her eyeballs were brighter than glass balls, making people feel short of breath when looking at them.
Xu Qing was not able to resist her temptation even once, whether it was the first time or many times afterwards. He swore that he did not take the initiative to provoke her, but he also did not reject her.
He admitted that he was guilty, but not as guilty as she was.
When Tang Ningyue's lips touched his, he was completely bewitched. Even the reaction under the quilt was getting stronger and stronger, but he was reluctant to push it away.
She was very good at kissing, pecking, licking and biting. In the next second, she sucked all the air out of his mouth. His face was already red, but she still kept her eyes open and smiled, admiring his expression.
Tang Ningyue bit his mouth until it was red and swollen, and some blood was seeping out. He didn't notice it until he licked his lips and tasted the blood.
Xu Qing was also much taller than her, but she pressed his shoulders and pulled his hair like a rag doll, biting and kissing him, leaving brown marks all over his neck.
Her help did not solve his problem, but made it worse. The duvet was propped up so high that it was about to burst.
Xu Qing also swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but put his hand on her waist. He had been waiting for a long time, since he returned to China, waiting for her to come back, waiting for her to break up, waiting for her to take the initiative to approach him.
He had no feelings for her, unlike Li Jinglang who was crazy and acted recklessly. He could be summoned and dismissed at will, making her worry-free.
He never caused her any trouble or bothered her, never fought or competed with her, but he never left her side. He was always there to hold her in his arms and give her support.
He is a perfect man, considerate, mature, and most importantly, generous.
Xu Qing couldn't resist her blowing in his ear and saying some nonsensical love words. He responded to her madly, as if the arrow was on the string, ready to be fired at any moment.
He couldn't bear the swelling, but he didn't pull her clothes off. He tilted his head and put it on her belly, waiting for her response with his eyes flickering.
"Is it okay?" Xu Qing kept swallowing, but still forced himself to ask her about her wishes.
Tang Ningyue had already taken off his shirt, exposing his muscular chest in front of her. She touched and rubbed his chest enough, making him unable to bear it. Big beads of sweat dripped on her body, but there was no next step.
She listened to his trembling voice and was extremely excited. She held his hand and rubbed it gently one second, and pushed it away with a smile the next second. She leaned gently into his ear, bit Xu Qingye's earlobe, licked his chin, and said while holding his face.
"Can't."
"Yue'er..." Xu Qingye's voice was shaking.
"I'm going to Aunt Zhou's house for the New Year. She called you yesterday, right?" Tang Ningyue was still rubbing his hair, her voice as gentle as melted sugar water, "Let's go together."
"I...."
"Xu Qingye." She rubbed his earlobe again. Seeing him forbearing gave her great pleasure. "I said no."
Tang Ningyue pulled out a towel and stuffed it into his arms: "Go take a shower and calm down."
"Don't dirty my quilt."
Xu Qing also pulled the corners of his mouth, having been fooled by her again. He actually stared into her eyes and still managed to coax her into saying, "Okay."
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Tang Ningyue had no memory of the New Year's Eve dinner. It seemed that she had not had a proper New Year's Eve dinner since she went abroad. She had originally planned to book a private room in the hotel, but when she heard that all the rooms were fully booked, she realized that this was a very important festival.
Xu Lin never eats New Year's Eve dinner. She rarely even eats at home because she is always busy making money. Tang Zhaoming has said more than once that he hopes the whole family can have a New Year's Eve dinner together. One year, grandpa even prepared the meal with the two little ones, but ended up getting scolded by Xu Lin.
However, her anger was only directed at Tang Zhaoming. She placed all her hatred for her husband on her innocent son who looked like his father. She hated them, but placed all her hopes on Tang Ningyue.
But she didn't learn how to be a mother. She used the excuse that she was getting along with her daughter as a friend, but in the end, she used this excuse to constantly complain to Tang Ningyue, scold her husband, and feel resentment towards everyone.
Tang Ningyue was not mature at that time, and she only asked Xu Lin one question - should I hate my father?
Obviously, her father is very good to her, but she doesn't want to make her mother sad. She wants a home, a warm, huggable, happy home, not such a fragmented and cold home.
Tang Ningyue always helped Xu Lin at that time. She comforted Xu Lin, helped Xu Lin, and completely shifted her position to replace her husband's role. She didn't know when she became a replica of Xu Lin.
She has the same face as Xu Lin, inherits her resentment towards men, gives up herself, accepts her, becomes her, and even completely releases her collapsed spirit on her chaotic private life.
But everyone is innocent, including Li Jinglang.
But she refused to let him go.
Tang Ningyue didn't know why Li Jinglang suddenly ignored her. When she arrived at Zhou Su's house in the evening, Li Jinglang was not in the living room. Zhou Su was busy frying crispy pork in the kitchen. She said that Jinglang was helping in the kitchen just now, but he disappeared when he turned around.
Xu Qing also took over Li Jinglang's second knife and helped in the kitchen. Tang Ningyue pinched a piece of hot crispy meat and stuffed it into her mouth. She praised Zhou Su with sweet words in the kitchen, making her laugh so hard that she couldn't stop. She told her to take the fruit plate and eat outside, and not to blow the smoke in the kitchen.
"Jinglang, Jinglang, sister is here." Zhou Su called out twice towards the corridor, but Li Jinglang did not respond.
"Jinglang?" Zhou Su called out again.
Li Jinglang has been standing at the door since he hid in the room. The bedroom door was not closed tightly, and he was listening to the movement outside with his ears perked up.
"It's okay, Aunt Zhou. I'll go call her."
As soon as Tang Ningyue said this, the person in the room became alarmed and immediately locked the door and fled to the bed.
"Jinglang, come out and eat some fruit."
Tang Ningyue called him as she walked, her voice reaching him before she even showed up. Even from a distance, Li Jinglang's heart started pounding wildly.
Tang Ningyue hadn't contacted him for a long time. Ever since she heard that Li Jinglang was transferred to another hospital, she had always wanted to find time to visit him. However, she was extremely busy during the period before the New Year. She had to attend social events every night and keep an eye on Duan Jiayu during the day. She slept less than five hours a day. She felt so dizzy that she was about to be admitted to the hospital, let alone visit him.
When Zhou Su spoke again, Li Jinglang had already returned home. Zhou Su had invited Tang Ningyue to celebrate the New Year at their home. In previous years, only Xu Qingye would come. Xu Qingye's parents had immigrated to Canada with Xu Lin. After Xu Qingye returned to China, he had come to Zhou Su's home every year for New Year's. This year, Tang Ningyue was also there.
Zhou Su likes the hustle and bustle, but Li Jinglang doesn't.
During the time they hadn't met, Tang Ningyue didn't think about contacting Li Jinglang, and she didn't even have time to send him a message. She was busy with work during the day and social events at night, and sometimes she had to deal with a few new men she had just added late at night.
My body is not doing well anymore and I even want to abstain from sex for a while to recuperate.
She was extremely busy and really didn't want to see Li Jinglang. However, when she went to his house for dinner today, Tang Ningyue had to say a few words to him, otherwise she would have no chance to show her image as a good girl in front of Zhou Su. Regardless of whether it was true or not, this was how Li Jinglang thought of her.
"Jinglang? Jinglang?"
Tang Ningyue called him several times outside the door but there was no response. He had just hidden in the room, but now there was no movement.
"Jinglang?"
Tang Ningyue didn't know where she got the patience from, but she kept calling him at the door, playing a single-player game on her phone while calling his name, and she had to call him out.
Li Jinglang sat restlessly in the room. Hearing the person outside the door calling his name was like someone blowing on his neck, making him uncomfortable all over.
He stared at the door of the room, nervously clutching the bed sheet, waiting for her to leave without moving. However, the person at the door seemed to find it interesting and refused to leave, which made the people in the room very anxious.
Tang Ningyue was knocking on the door while busy sending voice messages to flirt with another man, without any delay.
The man on the phone just made a voice call. Tang Ningyue hesitated and didn't answer it. Instead, she heard the sound of the man in the room walking towards the door.
He still opened the door. He could never win over her. This was an idea engraved in his mind since childhood.
Tang Ningyue put on heavy makeup today and wore a red hip skirt specially for celebrating the New Year. It was so warm that it was a little dazzling. Li Jinglang lowered his eyes and stopped looking at her.
"Jinglang..." Her voice was still sticky and moist, like licking a mouthful of syrup, so sweet that it was cloying.
"Are you still not well?"
"Still feeling uncomfortable, aren't you?"
Tang Ningyue was very good at making excuses for him. When he didn't say anything, she stretched out her hand with shiny manicure and placed it on his forehead. She actually didn't know how to take the temperature at all, she just used this way to express her concern.
Li Jinglang held the door handle, his forehead covered by her hand as if sealed. The words he was about to send her away were stuck in his throat, and he didn't know whether to say it or not.
"Jinglang..." She always called his name like this, as if she was acting coquettishly.
"I've been very busy lately and haven't had time to visit you in the hospital, but I see that you look much better. Are you feeling less uncomfortable now?"
Talking nonsense again.
Anyone who asks Zhou Su will know that he has not recovered at all, and his condition has even worsened.
"Jinglang..."
She touched his cheek again. He wanted to hide, but his body stiffened when she touched him. It was as if his bones had been drained out and he had no strength to hide.
He is not Tang Monk, but she is definitely a fairy.
"Why haven't you contacted me for so long? Have you forgotten me? Don't you miss me?"
"Jinglang...."
"Sister misses you."
"Jinglang...."
"Why aren't you talking? Don't you want to pay attention to your sister?"
"Jinglang...."
"Can you give me a hug? I miss you so much and haven't been able to sleep these past few nights."
"Jinglang...."
Jinglang....
Jinglang....
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