Chapter 273 "Being a Human Being"
Of course Chu Yao wanted to be a flight attendant.
Is this something that can be said?
But I feel that there is a high probability that the dream will not come true because Qin Jiahuai's ideals and family are too different.
No matter what changes had happened in the past, he would never have gone in this direction.
She just shook her head and said, "It's okay. Just do what you want in the next version."
She thought back on everything that had happened along the way and couldn't help but sigh, "Actually, I think every time we go off the main path, it helps us find something."
"Otherwise, I might never have known that the clerk had never wronged Cheng Yiyi and that she had really stolen the gold bracelet. I also wouldn't have known that Grandma and the Xu and Luan families had such a grudge against each other."
Qin Jiahuai nodded silently: "I felt so when I was a child."
Now it feels like the Xu family’s secret is about to come to light.
But the Luan family...
In every version, Chu Yao investigates the Luan family, but at most she only takes away some of Luan Wen's businesses.
Luan Wen wanted to make money, and Luan Jing was just embarrassing himself because he was not ambitious enough. Apart from these two people, they knew almost nothing about other members of the Luan family, and Luan Jing was not in the mainland now.
Luan Zhengrong is a typical "naked official". He gave away everything his family deserved and kept the people around him tight-lipped.
Luan Zhengrong's wife could only find a name and nothing else. No one knew in which country he had arranged for his father to be admitted to a nursing home.
Qin Jiahuai has always been in the political and legal system, but because he stayed in Fengpu, he could only investigate the violations of law by officials in Fengpu.
But Luan Zhengrong was transferred to another place ten years ago.
So the two of them now have average attack power against the Luan family.
Chu Yao sighed: "It would be great if we could create a version that would allow you or me to have a deeper communication with the Luan family... That way we would be more efficient."
This is beyond human control.
Qin Jiahuai didn't want to talk about this now.
He knew from her expression just now that she must have some idea of her ideal husband in her mind, but was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
He changed the subject: "So what do you want me to do in the next installment? A male star?"
Chu Yao shook her head and smiled without saying anything.
Qin Jiahuai felt that it was likely the case.
When he was a child, Qin Jiahuai really thought for a long time that Chu Yao would dump him after she grew up and had a child with him, and then cheat on him with some male celebrity.
He often rested his chin on the table behind her, staring at her profile in deep thought.
Why would a girl who looks honest, is coaxed by him every day, and is very obedient, cheat on her with a male star in the future?
I just can't figure it out.
She also put the names of male stars on her pulse...
Thinking of this, Qin Jiahuai picked up the pen beside her.
"Are you going to write something?" Chu Yao looked at him in confusion. She thought he was going to write something in his diary, but he couldn't understand what he wrote...
The next second, her left wrist was suddenly pulled by him.
The tip of the water-based pen touched the most delicate skin on the inside of her wrist, and it felt cool.
"What are you doing..." Chu Yao subconsciously retracted her hand, but he held it down even harder.
The tip of the pen moves around, and there is a slight itching and tingling sensation.
She could feel the direction of every stroke.
Qin, Jia, and Huai.
He wrote stroke by stroke: "On your pulse can only be written my name."
Chu Yao raised her wrist, and neat regular script was clearly imprinted on her skin.
She wanted to laugh: "Are you childish..."
Qin Jiahuai didn't say anything. He stared at these three words, then raised his hand to lift the hem of her shirt.
The slightly cool air instantly touched the skin around her waist. Before Chu Yao could say anything, the tip of the pen had already landed on her waist.
Chu Yao shuddered all over. This feeling was too strange. The cold pen tip and his warm breath fell on her skin, as if carrying bursts of weak electric currents.
Her waist tensed involuntarily, and she raised her hand to push him away: "Stop writing, it's itchy."
He turned a deaf ear and swirled the tip of his pen around her belly.
"Don't move." His occupational disease kicked in, and he suddenly spoke so harshly and forcefully.
He continued writing seriously, his voice even lower than before, "It's all crooked..."
Chu Yao raised her hand to grab his wrist, but he grabbed it with his backhand and pressed it directly onto the sofa, without stopping his brushstrokes.
Chu Yao stared at him for a while, then suddenly said, "Then you have to let me write later. Just follow what I write."
Qin Jiahuai: "Okay."
He finished writing on her waist and went to unbutton her shirt.
Chu Yao subconsciously held her breath as the tip of the pen touched her collarbone. Qin Jiahuai wrote very slowly, each stroke a deliberate torture, the pressure of the pen tip sometimes light, sometimes heavy, occasionally turning into the caress of his fingertips.
She could feel her skin slowly getting hot, and all the blood in her body seemed to rush to the place where the pen tip touched.
Chu Yao gritted her teeth and endured it all so that she could retaliate later.
Soon, the writing was finished.
He went to the other side of the sofa, held her ankles, and asked her to bend her legs, and her skirt naturally slid down to her waist.
He knelt between her legs and continued writing on her legs without any distractions.
Chu Yao glanced down… This posture was really terrible.
Her face was so hot that she simply raised her arms to cover her eyes and avoid looking.
Finally finished writing, Qin Jiahuai sat up and looked at it.
She still covered her eyes, her shirt collar was open, her chest was vaguely visible, and her fair skin was covered with black writing, all of which were his name. Every part of her was occupied by him...
He moved his throat involuntarily, and his head was in a mess, buzzing with noises.
He leaned over to kiss her, but she suddenly took her arm away and sat up: "It's my turn!"
Looking at his eyes, there was no trace of lust, only a desire to win.
Qin Jiahuai was not someone who couldn't afford to play, so he sat down and said, "Okay."
Chu Yao picked up the pen and wrote on his arm:
[Qualified meat exempt from inspection].
There is also a frame drawn outside.
Qin Jiahuai looked at the words expressionlessly: "That's it?"
He didn't care about the humiliation at all.
"It's not over yet!"
She turned him around, lifted his shirt, and wrote on his spine.
As he wrote, he explained: "This is the tenderloin."
It was written next to the spine: "Here is Plum Willow."
Then he turned it over and wrote on his heart: "Here is the edge of the oil."
Writing about the firm waist and abdomen: "Here are the pork belly ribs."
"..." What Qin Jiahuai thought in his heart was "eat her", but that was just an adjective, a psychological feeling.
But he felt that Chu Yao seemed to be really studying how to "be a human being", the kind that cut the food piece by piece, paid attention to the heat, and sprinkled with cumin.
Chu Yao reached out to untie his belt again: "And here..."
Qin Jiahuai quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Forget it here!"
He snatched the pen away, tossing it on the carpet, and then lifted her onto his lap.
"You really want to eat me..." He leaned in to kiss her, his hot lips slowly moving down from her forehead, and finally landing on her lips. He kissed her passionately, his palm sliding along her spine, pressing her towards himself little by little.
Chu Yao raised her hand to stop him: "Yesterday..."
He knew what she was going to say, and said softly, "I'm being gentle today..."
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Same space.
The same Qin family living room.
At different time points over a ten-year period.
Almost in overlapping position.
17-year-old Qin Jiahuai and Chu Yao sat cross-legged on the carpet, doing their papers carefully, preparing for the qualification to participate in the physics competition.
Qin Jiahuai finished the test paper, supported his chin with one hand, and looked at Chu Yao quietly for a long time.
Chu Yao noticed his gaze and looked up at him: "I think it will be no problem for me to qualify for the competition. Next year, we will go to college together early!"
Qin Jiahuai's gaze paused for a moment, and he suddenly remembered something his future daughter had said...
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