164 Love Letters
Xie Yaoyao took out the card; the handwriting was elegant and skillful, and it was Huo Yanxi's work.
"I think of you whether I'm walking or sitting."
The signature features a simple line drawing of a swallow, its beak holding a letter, lifelike and vivid.
With a smile on her lips, Xie Yaoyao carefully put the card away in the drawer.
She picked up the roses and gently smelled them, while the teacher next door quickly snapped a photo with her phone.
"Crack!"
Xie Yaoyao looked up and saw Teacher Li snap another picture, smiling as she said, "She's more beautiful than the flowers!"
She's really seen it all in her lifetime.
When Xie Yaoyao was still a chubby girl, although her eyebrows and eyes were very delicate, her round face would inevitably steal the spotlight.
But now that she's lost weight, her face is more defined, and she looks even sweeter.
Xie Yaoyao leaned closer, and Teacher Li held up her phone screen. "Look, isn't my photography skill good?"
Xie Yaoyao looked at the photo; the fiery red roses accentuated her delicate and beautiful features, and her complexion was rosy.
She said, "They are indeed very well taken. Teacher Li, could you send me the photos?"
Teacher Li casually sent her the two photos, smiling and saying, "I've sent them to you."
"Thank you, darling." Xie Yaoyao's words were as sweet as honey.
Teacher Li teased her, "I'm not your darling, go ask your husband if you want to be affectionate."
Xie Yaoyao's eyelashes trembled slightly as she sat down in her chair, holding her phone. She posted the photo on her WeChat Moments with a caption.
[This is the first time I've received flowers, I love them so much~~]
Huo Yanxi was in a meeting, and he added Xie Yaoyao to his WeChat contacts as a special contact.
He would receive a notification immediately whenever she sent a message or updated her Moments.
The phone beeped, and the marketing manager, who was giving a report, stopped and looked at Huo Yanxi.
Huo Yanxi said expressionlessly, "Continue."
The marketing manager continued his report, while Huo Yanxi picked up her phone under the table and opened WeChat.
Xie Yaoyao's chat window was pinned to the top, but there were no messages. He clicked into her Moments and saw the three photos she had just posted.
Two of the photos were taken by Teacher Li, and the other is a close-up of the bouquet she took.
It has a very artistic feel to it.
Huo Yanxi gave it a thumbs up, but then thought it wasn't enough to just give a thumbs up, so he replied below: If you like it, I'll send you a bouquet every day.
Xie Yaoyao saw the reply after a long time, and she smiled.
Reply: [No need to send it every day, just send it to me on specific occasions.]
Huo Yanxi didn't reply on WeChat Moments, but instead sent a private message, asking her: [When exactly is that specific time?]
Xie Yaoyao wanted to send flowers every day, but it got boring. But when should she send them?
Sending flowers on birthdays or holidays seems like it takes a long time, and waiting a whole year for a bouquet is just too long.
While Xie Yaoyao was thinking, Huo Yanxi sent her a message.
[When I want to do something, I'll send you a bouquet of flowers first, okay?]
When Xie Yaoyao saw this message, her cheeks flushed bright red, and her earlobes turned so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
Before she could speak, Monica's loud voice rang in her ears, "When I want to do it, I will..."
Xie Yaoyao was startled and quickly turned her phone upside down on the table before rushing over to cover Monica's mouth.
"Hey, why are you looking into my privacy?"
Monica laughed and dodged, "I just took one look. I guess I'm getting old. I don't understand how young people can have such fancy games."
Xie Yaoyao: "You still dare to talk, you still dare to talk."
Seeing her almost stamping her feet in frustration, Monica chuckled twice. "I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore. Oh dear, why are you so shy?"
Xie Yaoyao sat back down in her chair, angrily turning her face away and ignoring her.
Monica quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, please don't ignore me."
Xie Yaoyao wasn't really angry, she just felt very embarrassed.
She glared at her. "Then you treat me to the cafeteria stir-fry."
The school cafeteria also offers both large-pot dishes and stir-fries. Sometimes, when students get tired of the large-pot dishes, they ask the chef to make stir-fries.
The price is half that of other restaurants, but the food tastes exceptionally good.
Monica said helplessly, "Okay, my little darling, we'll have stir-fry for lunch. Are you not angry now?"
Xie Yaoyao smiled and said, "I wasn't angry with you at all."
Monica glanced around and saw that only Xie Yaoyao and Teacher Li were in the office. She pulled over a chair from the next room and sat down next to Xie Yaoyao.
She whispered, "Was that your boyfriend who just messaged you? He's pretty good at that."
This kind of man really knows how to be romantic.
Xie Yaoyao lowered her head. "He wasn't like this before. He used to be very quiet."
"That's definitely because he deliberately didn't show you any sexiness, afraid of scaring you."
Monica was a little envious; young couples these days are so much sweeter when they're in love.
Unlike her and Lao Zhang, who are an old married couple, touching each other is like touching their left hand with their right, they don't feel anything at all.
Xie Yaoyao still felt a little uneasy thinking about how Huo Yanxi had been clinging to her these past two days.
"Monica, I have a question for you."
Asking such questions in such a solemn place as a school might seem a bit frivolous, but she was genuinely curious.
Monica: "Go ahead and ask."
Xie Yaoyao said, "When you and Director Zhang first started dating, was he also like an old house on fire, only thinking about that one thing every day?"
Monica gets tired just thinking about it. "You brat, you're so rich you're drowning in water, and I'm so poor I'm dying of thirst."
Xie Yaoyao: "..."
Monica sheds a tear of sympathy when she talks about this: "I met him through a blind date, and only after we got married did I discover that he was sexually frigid."
Xie Yaoyao: "..."
Monica didn't feel ashamed to talk about these things with her. "At our most frequent time, it was twice a week, and then it became once a month. Each time it ended before it even started."
Xie Yaoyao looked envious. "That's pretty good."
She also hoped that Huo Yanxi's relationship would end before it even began, so that she wouldn't have to suffer from backache and leg weakness.
Monica said resentfully, "What's so good about it? Women still need the nourishment of love."
"Even without romantic love, yin and yang in harmony will do. Old Zhang has practically no worldly desires."
Xie Yaoyao: "..."
Xie Yaoyao had no intention of prying into Monica's married life; she just wanted to know if all men were interested in this.
I've only just realized that's not the case.
So what Huo Yanxi said yesterday afternoon was actually expressing that the reason he's been having so much sex lately is because he's been holding back.
Once he's vented enough, will he return to normal?
Monica looked at Xie Yaoyao and said, "Let me tell you, you can tell whether a man loves you or not in bed."
This was the first time Xie Yaoyao had heard of this theory. "How...how do you know?"
"See if he only cares about his own feelings and acts recklessly, or if he deliberately tries to please you and cares more about your feelings."
Xie Yaoyao: "..."
Her face flushed again, because after thinking about it carefully, she realized that Huo Yanxi was the latter.
He would always ask her if she was comfortable.
She got annoyed by his question and bit his shoulder. He groaned in pain and chuckled softly.
Then slowly and deliberately rubbed against her.
She felt that there was no man in the world more despicable than Huo Yanxi.
She was completely under his control.
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