Chapter 107 I really want to see you as a pilot

The man turned on the flashlight and said, "It's me, Lai San."

Liu Li looked disdainful, "Why are you here? Are you still thinking about my sister? My sister is already engaged and will be getting married next month. Stop dreaming in broad daylight, you toad!"

Lai San waved the flashlight and laughed jokingly, "Even if she gave me a whore, I didn't want her because I thought she was dirty!"

Liu Li cursed, "You are the slut!"

No matter how bad Liu Mei is, she is still her sister. Lai San, a scumbag, can't get her.

Her sister was so desperate that she threw dirty water on her.

Lai San was very calm, "Is your sister a slut? I've told you, and you can decide for yourself!"

Liu Li glared at him, turned around and left. She didn't want to listen to his nonsense at all. What bad words could a playboy who idled around all day say?

Lai San was not in a hurry and said leisurely, "Your man Jin Jiu is having an affair with your good sister! That's why he wants to divorce you!" He deliberately raised his voice in the second half of the sentence.

Liu Li thought he was going to say something and sneered, "You can't get my sister, so you dare to make up anything!"

Lai San stopped being lazy, his bottomless pupils were filled with viciousness.

"I'm not making this up! Last month, I came to see your sister and wanted to make it a done deal with her. I put a drug that would induce piglets in her drink. Not long after she left, she fainted. I carried her to the shabby hut in the back hills. As soon as I took off my clothes, your man Jin Jiu showed up! A single man and a single woman, a brother-in-law and a sister-in-law..."

Liu Li stared at him intently, her lips pursed, and then she couldn't help shaking. How could it be possible for her sister and her man Jin Jiu? !

"You're making it up again!"

Lai San was not angry either. He sneered and said, "I am full and stupid. Why would I make up a story to deceive you? What good will it do me? If you don't believe me, you can go to the village chief's house to find Dongzi. He was the one who called Jin Jiu here! Or you can go back and ask your sister now!"

Liu Li's face was pale and her legs were shaking slightly. After Lai San said this, she remembered that his sister and his man Jin Jiu had been very close recently...

Lai San continued, "Two days ago, under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, your good sister sat on your man's lap, kissing and hugging him. When he got off the car, his lips were swollen from kissing him!"

Liu Li's head exploded, and she let out a trembling, broken scream, "Impossible... Impossible! You made it up, you made it up!"

This time Lai San did not refute. He raised the corner of his mouth strangely, waved the flashlight, whistled and walked away.

Liu Li's knees went weak and she sat paralyzed on the ground. After a long time, she suddenly came to her senses, collapsed, and cried desperately. Even though she knew that her man was having an affair with his sister, she couldn't do anything about it. Her parents had been partial to her since she was a child, and even if they knew, they would just blame everything on her.

If the secret is exposed, she will be embarrassed. She has become a joke and cannot let people laugh at her anymore. But if she does nothing, she will not be able to swallow this anger!

Suddenly, a lustful moan was heard, "Who?!" Liu Li staggered to her feet, but there was nothing but a chilling gust of wind...

The half-man-high wormwood bushes stabbed at his nose with a bitter and spicy smell. Mu Xiliang, trembling, pushed Yu Zeying's hot chest while timidly begging for mercy, "Please, go home... go home... Ah Ying, go home..."

Yu Zeying's narrow eyes curved slightly, with a scoundrel smile in the corners of his eyes, "Just now when I was about to leave, you refused to leave and insisted on listening to gossip. Now you can't leave!"

Mu Xiliang's lips were slightly swollen, revealing an extremely bright crimson color, "Yu Er! You stinky bastard! Go home..."

Yu Zeying leaned close to his ear and whispered in a low voice, "Don't you want to hear gossip?"

Mu Xi put her jade-like arms around his neck, her foxy eyes full of affection, "Everyone has left, why are you still listening to gossip? Go home... If you don't go home, tomorrow we will be the latest gossip in the village!"

Yu Zeying's handsome features softened unconsciously, and he picked him up and said, "Okay, let's go home!"

A one-story cement brick bungalow was built next to the dilapidated carved wooden house. The top floor had just been laid, and wooden frames were erected everywhere to secure it. The cement and sand that had been brought in were piled up into a series of small hills.

Yu Zeying went upstairs with his bare chest, carrying a long water pipe to water the cement floor. The newly laid cement floor had to be watered, otherwise it would crack.

The carved wooden house had poor sound insulation. Mu Xiliang listened to the sound of gurgling water, opened his misty fox eyes, lifted the water-red quilt embroidered with lotus flowers, picked up the prosthesis beside the bed and put it on. He got down to the ground with trembling legs, picked up the hopping little rabbit, and pushed open the wooden door with a "creak".

Yu Zeying was extremely sensitive, "Ah Xi?"

Mu Xiliang was holding the little rabbit and standing downstairs, his face flushed and slightly angry, "Be careful, the ground is slippery after being soaked in water, don't get too close to the outside..."

Yu Zeying pulled the water pipe and took a big step back, "Okay, I'll listen to my wife!"

Mu Xiliang's ears suddenly turned red, "Come down and see how I deal with you!"

The slap marks on Yu Zeying's face had not yet faded. "Are you cleaning it on the bed or under the bed?"

Mu Xiliang, "..."

"Yu Er! You're going to sleep on the floor tonight!"

Yu Zeying opened his mouth and the words came to his throat, but before he could finish, he heard a deafening door slam and shook the water pipe, "It's over!"

He turned off the tap, took the water pipe down, tied it up in a circle, and left the door half-closed. Yu Zeying tiptoed through the door and walked in. The pillow embroidered with lotus flowers was thrown on the ground, along with one or two of his short-sleeved vests. Mu Xiliang lay on his side with his back to him.

He picked up the pillow and approached the bed carefully, "Ah Xi..."

"Get out!" Mu Xiliang held the little rabbit and moved to the bed. Yu Zeying kicked off his slippers and squeezed onto the bed shamelessly, "Ah Xi, I was wrong..."

Mu Xiliang sat up cautiously, "Don't get on my bed. Have you taken a shower? You've been exposed to so much dust since you went out. Go take a shower!"

Yu Zeying raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly pounced on her, kissing her fiercely and fiercely, like a starving pervert.

"Yu Er! Yu..."

All was silent.

Yu Zeying was kneeling under the bed with a swollen face, his body full of strong muscles, his fists clenched, the muscles of his forearms were smooth and firm, and his strong and slender thighs were bent unyieldingly. Mu Xiliang was sitting on the bed, his swollen lips still oozing blood.

"Ah Xi...I really know I was wrong."

The darkness in Mu Xiliang's foxy eyes was terrifyingly deep. Every time he said he knew he was wrong, he never changed, and he kept getting more and more. He gave him too much face!

It was also his fault that he was too tolerant of him...

"Yu Er! We're going to spend our lives together. Like you said, I'm your wife, so do you have to listen to what I say?!"

Yu Zeying nodded vigorously, but he lost his balance and fell to the ground. Mu Xiliang was about to get off by holding onto the bed, "Yu Er!"

Yu Zeying propped himself up on the ground, raised his shoulders and knelt down, grinning, "Ah Xi, I'm fine!"

He hit his forehead too hard and broke the skin. Mu Xiliang felt distressed and blamed himself. He said coldly, "Don't kneel, stand up..."

Yu Zeying was addicted to kneeling, "No, I have to kneel. I made Ah Xi angry, so I should kneel, and it hasn't even been an hour yet!"

Mu Xiliang bit his lip and pressed down the corner of his mouth, "What's the big deal about kneeling for an hour? If you have the guts, kneel for a whole night!"

"What's so difficult about this? Not to mention kneeling for a whole night... No... If I kneel for a whole night..." Yu Zeying reacted suddenly. If he kneeled for a whole night, he would not be able to sleep with Mu Xiliang in his arms.

He said angrily, "I'd better kneel for an hour..."

Mu Xiliang couldn't help laughing, "Silly... stop kneeling, go take a shower and go to bed!"

Yu Zeying felt as if he had been pardoned, "Okay, wife!" He stood up. He had been kneeling for too long, his legs were stiff, and he walked with a limp. Mu Xiliang was afraid that he would be reckless and fall again, so he got out of bed, leaning against the edge of the bed and followed him.

Yu Zeying turned around and asked blankly, "Ah Xi, do you want to take a shower too?"

Mu Xiliang threw the handkerchief at his face, "I'm going to wash your big head, go wash it!"

"Okay..." Yu Zeying put the handkerchief on his shoulders, not knowing what he had done to make him angry again. He carried two buckets of water to the yard. The fence was very high and he was not afraid of being seen. He first wet his body with the handkerchief, then squeezed two pumps of shower gel, made bubbles and applied it all over his body.

Mu Xiliang opened the door a crack, and said in a voice with a hint of anger, "Can't you come in and wash? What man is as unfaithful as you..." He suddenly remembered that this was the countryside, but he still couldn't accept washing in such a blanket, "Hurry up and wash!" After saying that, he slammed the door.

Yu Zeying uttered a confused "oh", lifted the bucket and poured it from his neck down, washing off all the foam on his body. He went back into the room, where Mu Xiliang was leaning against the head of the bed, flipping through a photo album. The dim light enveloped his sharpness.

The album is mostly filled with photos of Yu Zeying before he was ten years old. He was either naked, sleeping, or crying.

Mu Xiliang raised his foxy eyes and glanced at him coldly. He was wearing jodhpurs and smiling like a fool...

Apart from his face, he doesn't like anything else about him...

"Why are you still standing there without going to bed? You really want to sleep on the floor, right?"

"I don't want to, I don't want to!" As soon as Yu Zeying got on the bed, he hugged Mu Xiliang on his thighs and rested his head on his jade-like neck. Mu Xiliang flipped through the photo album no less than ten times, but did not see a single photo of him in Team B.

"Didn't you ever take a photo in Team B?"

Yu Zeying's narrow eyes suddenly became misty, and he buried his face in his thin and slightly uneven shoulders. "There are regulations that prohibit taking photos. If you take photos, you have to write an application report. I took two photos in my free time and sent them to my brother... I don't know if they are still there."

"I really want to see you as a pilot..."

The scarlet in Yu Zeying's eyes gradually faded as Mu Xiliang spoke, "It's actually like that. The training is boring and hard. I only have one day off every three months. What I looked forward to most at that time was Suizi coming to see me, but every time I had a day off, he was on another mission."

Mu Xiliang traced his jaw with his cold jade-like fingers. "Is he your only brother? Don't you have any friends in Team B?"

"He's the only one. When I was in Team B, I was arrogant, wild and stubborn. I didn't like anyone and no one wanted to be my friend..."

Mu Xiliang's hands froze, "You're lying!" Yu Zeying's tone was wrong when he lied.

"No..." He was selected into the flying squadron. Many people said that he relied on his grandfather, saying that he was the son of an official with a strong backing. They always squeezed him and made things difficult for him. He explained but no one listened, so he didn't explain again.

People at his level were moving up one by one, but he was the only one who was still standing still...

Mu Xiliang turned sideways and snuggled into his arms. "Then can you tell me about your usual training?"

Yu Zeying pulled up the aqua-red quilt embroidered with twin lotus flowers and covered him with it. "The usual training is to walk on a tightrope and swing in the air to train your courage and balance..."

"Wait! You still want to walk on the tightrope?" Mu Xiliang raised his voice.

Yu Zeying raised her calloused fingers and gently twisted his neck, "Yes, walking the tightrope is not difficult. The most difficult thing is the centrifuge training. After every training, I can't eat for the whole day. Eat it and spit it out.”

Mu Xiliang knows a little about centrifuge training. "What's your best record in centrifuge training? Six G or seven G?"

"Seven..." Centrifuge training above six G is already very good, but Yu Zeying has very high requirements for himself, and anything below eight is considered a failure. However, he did not break through eight G until he retired from W. This is his only regret.

Mu Xiliang closed the album and asked, "What is your best record?"

Yu Zeying blurted out, "Eight Gs, it's a woman, the record has not been broken until now, you may know her!"

Mu Xiliang narrowed his eyes, "Who?"

Yu Zeying raised the corner of his mouth, "Zhao Min!"