I got married, and my wife is very beautiful.
"I'm married, and my wife is very beautiful."
twenty two.
In Chongming's eyes, Lanjian had always been a somewhat playful child.
Although he was less than four years older than her, Lan Jian was the same age as his sister and had been well protected since childhood. Except for the occasional time when she pushed him too far and aroused his lustful desires, he mostly tried to restrain his instinct to tease her.
However, sometimes, the experience of accompanying Meimei can be quite interesting when applied to a newlywed wife who is about the same age as Meimei.
On Christmas Day, Chongming, who had taken Lanjian to the arcade to play claw machines, basketball machines, racing games, and whack-a-mole, showed a rare smug smile as he watched Lanjian engrossed in each game.
"Chongming! I want to play baseball!" The arcade was very large. After the two came out of the neon-lit main hall, Lan Jian saw the sports game area across the street and couldn't wait to play a second round.
"Okay, let's grab something to eat first. I remember there's a Papa John's over there. I usually order Domino's and Pizza Hut at school. It's rare for us to be in this area, so how about we give it a try?"
Chongming subconsciously chose the pizza place he always brought Meimei to, and during their private date on the weekend, he inevitably brought up the school as a comparison.
Lan Jian stopped in her tracks. "Did you bring other people here before?"
Chongming was stunned. "I've brought my Meimei here before. Every Christmas after she started middle school, I would bring her here to play."
Chongming thought Lanjian was jealous, so he explained it in great detail.
To everyone's surprise, Meng Lanjian's expression instantly turned cold. "Oh, I see."
"What's wrong, Lan Jian?" Chongming wasn't good at comforting people, but he was a very patient person. "Are you angry?"
Some people are most annoyed when others tell them they're angry before they've even really started to get angry.
Especially for someone like Meng Lanjian, who was used to being the only one who mattered and had a bad temper, hearing these words was like stepping on a landmine and detonating it. "I didn't say anything, so why are you angry?"
His voice was much louder this time.
Chongming was somewhat helpless. He couldn't figure out Meng Lanjian's point, so he had to ask directly, "You're not angry, so why did you get upset as soon as I said that I bring my Meimei here to play every year?"
"Being unhappy is one thing, but being angry is another." Meng Lanjian has her own theory of emotional thresholds. "I'm unhappy because you've also been in relationships, so why did you take me to a place you would take Meimei to?"
"Because I think you'd prefer a place like this to a fancy restaurant. You had a lot of fun, didn't you?"
Lan Jian, who had indeed gone wild with fun, became a little guilty, but she still righteously accused Chongming, "In my opinion, you are slacking off."
"I've never heard anyone say that about me."
Even someone as proud as Chongming began to speak in a somewhat stiff tone.
"Yes, because you work so hard at school and don't want to be caught doing anything wrong, but when it comes to relationships, you can be sincere to others, yet you've never been willing to change how you treat me." Lan Jian's voice lowered as she said this, as if she was about to cry. "Actually, you've never treated me like a wife from beginning to end, have you?"
His smugness, which lasted only a short time, was exposed.
It turns out that applying the "companionship formula" will get you caught and seen as a form of laziness in your relationship.
He was even misunderstood as not caring about his wife.
For a time, Chongming was speechless.
He prided himself on his intelligence, yet he made one mistake after another when facing Lan Jian.
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"I'm sorry." Chongming took Lanjian's hand, which looked small in his palm. "I didn't realize the problem, and I apologize to you."
"It's okay, I didn't control my emotions just now either." Lan Jian is the type of person whose emotions get the better of her, and before she can even properly express her views, her voice and tear ducts will be the first to react. She just can't control herself. "But I'm really not angry. You can't say I'm angry so easily next time."
"Okay, I understand." Chongming squeezed her soft palm to show that he was making up. "Don't keep your head down, or I'll misunderstand and think you've been crying."
Upon hearing this, Lan Jian obediently raised her head, but her eyes were truly red.
Chongming's heart raced with fright. He was at a loss and tried to wipe Lanjian's tears, but she didn't cry.
“It’s nothing,” Lan Jian said listlessly, brushing Chongming’s hand away. “I didn’t cry. It’s just my constitution. When I get excited, my face turns red and my voice trembles, and my tear ducts automatically turn on.”
"So, do you still want to continue playing?"
"Let's go eat Papa John's first!" The playful little devil Meng Lanjian instantly wrapped her hand around Chongming's arm, shaking it off. "Let's play some more this afternoon!"
Lan Jian had been playing at the arcade since it opened in the morning until four in the afternoon. After playing a few more rounds of billiards, she finally felt a bit tired. She put away her cue and went to find Chongming—they had finally managed to get a turn, but the table was full of girls, and Chongming, to avoid any awkwardness, waited to play at another table.
He was making a phone call in the middle of the square. When he hung up, two young girls asked for his contact information. Lan Jian eagerly awaited the scene where he would notice her and point to her, saying she was his wife.
However, Chongming simply shook his head at the two of them. When they continued to speak, he suddenly said something, and the two of them finally shut up and left, looking surprised.
Lan Jian stood still, waiting for Chongming to walk towards her.
After seeing her, Chongming gazed at her from afar without moving.
Lan Jian didn't have his composure. After stopping in front of him, she blinked her beautiful eyes and tilted her head, "May I have your contact information?"
"Can."
Meng Lanjian raised an eyebrow. "You give it to me so easily?"
"Yes, it's because my wife loves to watch dramas and get jealous."
Tsk, this is settling the score for her earlier tantrum.
"Your wife gets so jealous, that means you must be very popular, right?" Lan Jian patiently played along. "Why weren't you so generous to those two just now?"
"It depends on the situation. Those two were obviously too young. As soon as I said I was gay, they believed me."
Meng Lanjian's eyes widened, wondering, "Really?"
Chongming seemed to be able to read minds, lightly tapping her brow with his finger. "Of course it's fake!"
"What if you encounter someone like me who doesn't give up easily?"
"Since you look exactly like my wife, I'll tell you a secret..." Chongming leaned close to Lanjian's ear, "I'll say, I'm married, my wife..."
He wanted to use a metaphor like "as beautiful as a flower," but even Chongming himself felt it was too cheesy and couldn't bring himself to say it. He stared at the face so close to his eyes and felt that all his lack of words could be forgiven.
"very beautiful."
In an instant, Lan Jian's face turned red.
As if to express his determination and seriousness, Chongming repeated, "I'm married, and my wife is very beautiful."
@Author: Papa John's really didn't pay for the ad, I just haven't had it in so long and I was craving it.
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