Chapter 141 A Heavy Afternoon
My ears warmed. How did he manage to speak such fierce words so elegantly?
I deliberately put on a straight face and said, "You think I just want to do that in bed?"
"Of course not." He said a little aggrievedly, "It can be under the bed, on the balcony, on the sofa, in front of the window, on the desk, or even in the car. I'm not that obsessed with the bed."
I gritted my teeth, "You're really not picky."
His smile grew warmer. “As long as the food is good, the way and place of dining are not important. I’m not a situationalist.”
Although his smile was gentle, his eyes showed the light of a wolf seeing a rabbit.
Xiao Shiqiu is good in every way, except that he seems to be a little too passionate about that thing. Every time we meet, he looks like he has been hungry for a long time.
But he obviously has no shortage of women.
"Have you always been so keen on 'Applauding for Love'?"
He smiled indifferently, "Although I am picky about food, I am a normal man. If I can't eat well, I need to make do with enough to eat and feel full."
He answered frankly, but I felt a little jealous. Even though I knew he was telling the truth, I still felt uncomfortable.
A man like Xiao Shiqiu has countless women vying to get into his bed. How could he possibly remain a virgin?
Besides, even if she kept her virginity before, it wasn't for me, so why should I be jealous?
I asked hesitantly, "In order to maintain food and clothing, how much of that thing have you prepared for yourself..."
He chuckled: "Are you jealous, little girl?"
He pulled my left hand over and bit my fingertips, not too hard or too lightly. I pulled my hand back reflexively. "Are you born in the Year of the Dog?"
He smiled and rubbed my fingers, "Not that much actually. Like I said, I'm a picky eater."
He glossed over the subject vaguely.
Seeing me put down my chopsticks, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you full?"
"I'm full."
No matter how slowly you eat, you will eventually finish your meal.
He put the dishes in the dishwasher and then carried me into the bathroom.
While taking off my clothes, he shamelessly said, "I will help you bathe."
The bathtub wasn't big, but he still managed to squeeze in, muttering a little dissatisfiedly, "I'll have to find someone to change to a double later."
"It's such a small bathtub, let's wash separately. I'm not disabled, I can wash myself."
I felt helpless about his hobby of bathing people, and couldn't help but tease him: "Why don't you go to the bathhouse and get a part-time job, scrubbing people's backs?"
He sighed deliberately: "The women's bathhouse won't accept me, so I can only catch you and rub you."
The bath took more than half an hour, and my back and waist ached. He then carried me into the room and started the next step...
It turned out to be a very strenuous afternoon. I was so exhausted that I wanted to die. I lay on my back and didn't want to move at all.
At this moment, I deeply understood why he asked me to eat more, because I had exercised too much and I would be hungry before dark.
He tangled the ends of my hair around his fingers and suddenly said, "By the way, Xiaoming can't come to your house."
I asked curiously, "Why? What did you do?"
He looked innocent. "What can I do? I just gave his father some reasonable advice, and then my sister will take him to Country M for an inspection in a few days."
"But why didn't he tell me?"
"Because he probably doesn't know yet. My sister just made the decision this morning." He smiled like a fox.
That’s good, so Deng Sisi doesn’t have to worry about it.
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