Chapter 78 Flirting and Picking Up~
Bao Dayan's cotton-padded jacket was open, revealing her close-fitting autumn clothes underneath. The area on her chest was clearly damp from the water droplets at the ends of her hair.
She sat on the ground, her brows slightly furrowed, her hand gently covering her chest, as if she had been hurt by the impact; she looked delicate and frail.
She looked aggrieved. "Haiyang, you bumped into me and hurt me again!"
Her voice was soft and gentle, and her eyes seemed to have hooks as she stared at Zheng Haiyang, blinking repeatedly.
Zheng Haiyang stared intently, unable to look away.
For some reason, Bao Dayan's usually delicate features now seemed rather charming and very attractive to him.
My body slowly started to feel hot, and all the blood in my body rushed to one spot, as if something was screaming at me.
Zheng Haiyang noticed the change in himself and was startled. He quickly composed himself.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. Are you alright?"
Her attitude was much better than before, and Bao Dayan's lips curled up slightly.
She frowned and hissed, "My back hurts, and I feel like I can't get up."
Zheng Haiyang's gaze fell on her for a moment and then quickly looked away, as if he had been burned.
I just realized that Bao Dayan is quite voluptuous, with large breasts in all the right places. I wonder what it feels like to touch her.
"Cough cough," he said awkwardly, "Then, what should we do? Should I help you up?" Zheng Haiyang's voice was gentle, as if he had completely forgotten the conflict between the two of them.
Bao Dayan feigned hesitation, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? It would be bad for you if someone saw this."
Zheng Haiyang didn't take it seriously. "What's wrong with that? We grew up together. What's wrong with helping a neighbor when they're in trouble? Anyone who gossips is just being a lewd person."
He insisted, so Bao Dayan had no choice but to agree and stood up with the man's help.
"oops!"
In the blink of an eye, Bao Dayan twisted her foot and stumbled, falling headfirst into Zheng Haiyang's arms.
That soft spot happened to be right on Zheng Haiyang's wrist, and he could feel its contours clearly.
Zheng Haiyang, a young man who hadn't been married long and was full of vigor, couldn't possibly stand this.
His breathing became rapid.
The soft voice rang in my ear again, "Ouch~ Ocean, you're hurting me again..."
Zheng Haiyang turned his head, and Bao Dayan met his gaze with a captivating smile.
Zheng Haiyang's forehead vein throbbed.
He knew it; the woman was doing it on purpose, but damn it, he couldn't take his eyes off her.
It must be because Jiang Qiubai won't let me get close, and I've been away for too long!
The two stared at each other for a long time.
Zheng Haiyang couldn't take it anymore and looked away, saying in a hoarse voice, "I... I'll take you back first."
Bao Dayan's lips curled slightly.
Things are going well today. She's not in a hurry; this person will take the bait sooner or later.
...
The factory's staff bathhouse was located in the residential area, surrounded by alleyways.
Just as the two walked over, a person emerged furtively from the alleyway beside them. It was Ren Wenhua, who was carrying a washbasin to take a bath.
Ren Wenhua squinted at the two departing figures and clicked his tongue in amazement, "I never would have guessed that Zheng Haiyang could pull this trick!"
To be honest, although Ren Wenhua's character isn't great, he cherishes his reputation and doesn't actually do these kinds of tricks outside.
So I was quite surprised to see Zheng Haiyang, who was known for his benevolence and kindness, and Bao Dayan acting like lovers.
They hid it very well!
The two of them were exchanging knowing glances; he would never believe there wasn't something going on between them.
"Zheng Haiyang has terrible taste; he actually fell for someone like Bao Dayan. He has no taste at all!"
He suddenly thought of something and chuckled, "But this matter can be used, I happen to be a little short on cash lately."
While making his own calculations, Ren Wenhua casually strolled into the bathhouse.
...
After Ren Wenhua left, two more heads popped out from around the corner.
Cheng Jiajia stroked her chin. "Ren Wenhua saw it too, right? Just look at his shifty eyes; you can tell he's up to no good. What do you think he's planning?"
Yu Junsheng smiled meaningfully, "Anyway, it won't bother us. We can just wait and watch the show."
They're just using this to blackmail Zheng Haiyang.
"Tsk tsk, I thought Zheng Haiyang could hold on for a while, but I didn't expect him to waver so quickly."
In the original book, the male and female protagonists' love was restrained and subtle while their spouses were still alive, like a thunderbolt striking the earth, igniting an uncontrollable passion. It has a somewhat tragic and deeply moving feel to it.
But now it seems that this love story was largely fabricated.
Or do they both enjoy the thrill of doing it secretly?
Yu Junsheng chuckled, "Men, they'll just take advantage of what's offered to them. Anyway, he doesn't have to take responsibility."
It's not surprising that Zheng Haiyang would try to seduce him outside.
Cheng Jiajia narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Hmm? All men are like this?"
Yu Junsheng jolted awake, instantly realizing he'd misspoke, and desperately tried to salvage the situation, saying, "Don't misunderstand, wife, I'm not like him! I'm a good man!"
Cheng Jiajia's lips twitched, and her originally serious face was almost unable to hold back.
This was the first time she had ever heard someone pat themselves on the back like this.
Seeing that the man's expression had softened, Yu Junsheng flattered him, saying, "My wife is so good to me, I don't even have time to cherish you, how could I possibly go out and do those messy things?"
Don't you know how I've treated you?
Cheng Jiajia forced a smile and nodded, "That's true!"
Finally, they've calmed him down!
Yu Junsheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
He silently warned himself that he must be careful next time he talks about such sensitive topics in front of his wife.
Cheng Jiajia noticed this and secretly found it amusing.
She quickly changed the subject, "It seems we'll soon be able to be good young people doing good deeds!"
"Hehe, I really want to see how Jiang Qiubai will react after he finds out about this. Will he compete with Bao Dayan, or will he be more resourceful?"
Yu Junsheng felt that Jiang Qiubai was more likely to be the latter, and he also hoped that Jiang Qiubai was the latter.
He really hoped that Zheng Haiyang and Jiang Qiubai would be entangled in a loving relationship for the rest of their lives.
Seeing that Cheng Jiajia's hair was still dripping with water, Yu Junsheng quickly said,
"Honey, let's go back quickly. Your hair is still wet. Don't catch a cold later."
He shouldn't have said it, because as soon as he did, Cheng Jiajia shivered; she really did feel a bit cold.
She instantly lost all interest in gossiping. "Let's go home and warm ourselves by the fire."
You can eat melons anytime, but your health is your own responsibility; it's not worth it to let them freeze.
Yu Junsheng took the dirty clothes and washbasin from Cheng Jiajia's hands and carried them himself, then led her quickly home.
When they got home, they went to the kitchen and turned on the coal stove, and the two of them sat down to warm themselves by the fire.
Cheng Jiajia's hair is still quite long, reaching her waist, suggesting that the original owner had kept it for many years.
This really put Cheng Jiajia in a difficult position. In the days before hair dryers, this length was quite troublesome to manage. It would take two or three hours to wash and dry it, and she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't wash it.
Yu Junsheng's hair was short, and it dried almost completely after wiping it with a towel a few times.
So he volunteered to help Cheng Jiajia. He wiped her hair slowly and carefully, his movements meticulous and careful, without hurting her at all.
He quite enjoys drying his wife's hair; it smells so nice and soft, and he gets to be close to her.
Cheng Jiajia smoothed her dried hair to one side and slowly dried it with the stove while turning to the side, asking Yu Junsheng, "Junsheng, where is the barbershop around here? I'll go get my hair cut another day."
Upon hearing this, Yu Junsheng paused in his actions.
His tone was a little urgent, "What's wrong? Why are you getting a haircut out of the blue?"
Although my wife looks good with any hairstyle, if she really cuts her hair short, then I won't be able to dry her hair anymore.
His benefits are gone?
Cheng Jiajia saw his expression in the mirror and knew what he was thinking, so she said, "It's too long. It takes half a day to comb in the morning. It's also hard to wash and dry. You can cut it shorter and braid it, but it will be easier to manage."
"Oh, oh, there's a barbershop behind the supply and marketing cooperative. The barber there is pretty good. I'll take you there next time."
Yu Junsheng breathed a sigh of relief; he had thought Cheng Jiajia was going to cut her hair into a Hu Lan style.
Fortunately, my wife only cut her hair a little shorter, not completely short, so I still have my perks.
Cheng Jiajia saw the man's expression in the mirror and couldn't help but laugh.
She had noticed before that this person seemed to enjoy playing with his hair. Ever since they started living together, he would volunteer to dry her hair every time she washed it.
With that delighted expression and those leisurely movements, Cheng Jiajia really wondered if this person was treating her hair like a toy.
...
The young couple on one side were full of affection, while the other couple on the other side had an awkward and stiff atmosphere.
Zheng Haiyang was aroused by Bao Dayan's provocation. Although he was somewhat wavering, he was still unwilling to cross that line.
When Zheng Haiyang got home, he saw Jiang Qiubai busy in the main room. He decided to vent his anger on Jiang Qiubai and, regardless of whether it was dark or not, he grabbed Jiang Qiubai and pulled him into the inner room.
But as soon as Jiang Qiubai saw Zheng Haiyang get close, he remembered that Zheng Haiyang's mouth had eaten gold, and his manhood might have been violated by someone else.
She was disgusted and struggled, "Haiyang, what are you doing? It's broad daylight, this is not a good thing!"
At least, at least for the time being, she doesn't want to do this kind of thing.
But Zheng Haiyang wouldn't listen to her. He only knew that he was feeling extremely uncomfortable, and his lawfully wedded wife was right in front of him. Wasn't it only natural for him to go to bed with her?
"What are you being so dramatic about? Do you think a married couple has to distinguish between day and night when it comes to doing things?"
When we first got married, he wanted to stick to me every night and do *that* kind of thing. Why is he being so fussy now?
The difference in strength between men and women was so great that Jiang Qiubai's struggles were nothing more than a tickle to Zheng Haiyang, who didn't take them seriously at all.
The two quickly reached the inner room. Zheng Haiyang pushed the person onto the bed, quickly took off his own clothes, and then pressed himself onto the bed.
As the person drew closer, Jiang Qiubai became extremely flustered.
No, she doesn't want to kiss that mouth!
Ahhh!
Jiang Qiubai closed his eyes, and without knowing where the power came from, he pushed hard with both hands.
With a loud thud, the person who had been on top of him was now sitting on the ground.
Zheng Haiyang sat naked on the ground, looking at Jiang Qiubai with a look of surprise and uncertainty.
Then, realizing what she had said, she became furious and embarrassed, "Jiang Qiubai, what do you mean?!"
Realizing what he had done, Jiang Qiubai panicked for a moment and quickly explained, "Hai, Brother Haiyang, I didn't mean to, I... I don't know why..."
Her eyes were red, and she stammered, "I really don't know, I don't know why it turned out like this, Haiyang, please don't be angry, okay?"
Zheng Haiyang felt unlucky. Ever since he was discharged from the hospital, he had repeatedly tried to seduce Jiang Qiubai, but Jiang Qiubai had refused. Zheng Haiyang knew what that meant.
But his pride wouldn't allow him to say it.
Zheng Haiyang didn't look at Jiang Qiubai again. With a gloomy face, he put on his clothes and went out the door, slamming the door shut with a loud bang.
Jiang Qiubai trembled inside the room.
What should she do? What should she do?
She must have angered Haiyang today, but... she just can't get over it in her heart.
Should she continue living with Ocean Brother?
This kind of thing is inevitable as long as life goes on.
If things don't continue... Jiang Qiubai recalled her intuition when she first met Zheng Haiyang, and she was unwilling to give up.
Before Jiang Qiubai could figure it out, Chang Dafeng's ambiguous voice rang out from outside.
"Oh my, whose daughter-in-law is as precious as mine? A man can't even touch her! There's no one else in the world as delicate as her! Is this a wife or an ancestor?!"
Chang Dafeng naturally heard the commotion coming from her son's room.
She initially thought it was this shameless woman flirting with men in broad daylight, but it turned out that this slut wouldn't let her son touch her, which infuriated Chang Dafeng.
In Chang Dafeng's mind, if her son and daughter-in-law frequently engaged in that kind of activity, then it meant that her daughter-in-law was shameless and seducing her son, a slutty vixen.
But her daughter-in-law wouldn't let her son touch her, which made her even more uncomfortable.
Her son is so good, why shouldn't that bitch Jiang Qiubai let him touch him?
Jiang Qiubai pursed his lips, feeling extremely embarrassed, but still didn't dare to say a word.
Zheng Haiyang was smoking irritably under the hanging flower gate between the front and second courtyards. He didn't know how he had suddenly ended up here.
Just now, when Jiang Qiubai was humiliating him, for some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene of Bao Dayan seducing him.
Yes, in Zheng Haiyang's view, Jiang Qiubai's act of pushing him off the bed was nothing short of humiliation, severely damaging his self-esteem as a man.
Alright, alright. Since Jiang Qiubai is unwilling, then he'll find someone who is.
Bao Dayan had just finished washing clothes and went out to get some water when she happened to catch a glimpse of a man leaning against the hanging flower gate smoking.
She smiled smugly; the fish had taken the bait. It hadn't been in vain that she had spent so much time observing Aunt Bai, learning from her every smile and gesture.
Bao Dayan swayed her hips as she stepped forward and asked, "Hey, Haiyang, what brings you here for a smoke? Is something bothering you?"
Zheng Haiyang didn't talk about the troubles at home. He glanced at the basin in her hand and said casually, "It's nothing, you're busy."
Bao Dayan rubbed her lower back and frowned, saying, "That's right. There's been a lot going on at home lately. I'm busy until nine o'clock every night before I can rest. I don't even have time to go to the toilet. I'm starting to feel the strain."
Zheng Haiyang paused in his smoking, and gave Bao Dayan a deep look.
Bao Dayan responded with a slight smile.
Other neighbors who overheard their conversation gave them strange looks.
Aren't these two people sworn enemies? How come they're talking to each other so politely?
Bao Dayan and Zheng Haiyang exchanged a glance, their eyes locked in a silent exchange, everything unspoken.
That night, as everyone in the compound was fast asleep and drifting off to sleep...
With a soft creak, a petite figure tiptoed out of the door and headed straight for the public restroom.
A moment later, the door creaked open again, and a tall, dark figure strode quickly toward the public restroom.
Behind the public restroom, two figures pressed together urgently, panting and merging.
The darkness concealed all desires and ugliness, and the sleeping neighbors in the tenement were completely unaware of what was happening.
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