Chapter 70: Swinging Back and Forth
After saying that, he pushed her maliciously.
“…”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.”
Shen Xiaoyue let out a thunderous laugh.
How could he say such sexually suggestive words in a serious manner? He is no longer the innocent Lu Xiaogou.
She can't even look at the word "corruption".
Damn it, not only did he laugh, he laughed even louder.
I don't want to hide at all!
Lu Ping'an was furious and stood up, followed by her laughter.
Then he slid to his knees and carefully curled up his large body into a small ball, leaning against Shen Xiaoyue like a little bird, with his head resting on her shoulder.
He rubbed his face against her shoulder a few times.
With her little mouth pouted high, she kissed Shen Xiaoyue a few times very carelessly.
"Please, tell me~ ...
If the hard way doesn’t work, you have to try the soft way.
Shen Xiaoyue suppressed her laughter, leaned close to his ear, and answered his questions for him: "I was just thinking...if...wouldn't it be all over the room...swinging around."
Lu Pingan: ...
He was a little bit reluctant to imagine.
He was wrong just now. He is not a pervert. His wife is much more perverted than him.
He looked at Shen Xiaoyue dimly: "Wife, let's get back to the topic."
He was afraid that if he continued talking, his mind would be spinning in circles all day long, and it would play in his brain on an endless loop, and he would really not be able to stand up.
"Wife, if you keep talking, it will die."
Lu Ping'an glanced down sadly, his meaning was very clear.
This is not easy, Shen Xiaoyue touched it a few times helpfully, and then pointed proudly.
“Now, it’s alive again.”
Lu Pingan: ...
Not good enough! How disappointing!
In order to teach the disappointing little Lu a lesson, Lu Ping'an decided to punish him by making him busy for a few hours.
Xiao Xiao Chen was very satisfied, and Xiao Xiao Lu didn't rest either.
Seriously practiced corporal punishment.
…
When she woke up, it was already four o'clock. Shen Xiaoyue opened her eyes groggily and decided to put this kind of entertainment activity off until the evening, otherwise by then they would be so weak that they would have to hold hands and go to see a Chinese doctor for pulse diagnosis.
I don’t know whether my mother knocked on the door later.
Forget it, I don’t want to care, let Lu Pingan explain it then.
Shen Xiaoyue came clean, this kind of life is so great.
"Lu Xiaogou, Lu Xiaogou, please reply when you wake up."
Shen Xiaoyue supported her chin, lay on the bed, and turned her head to look at Lu Pingan, who had his eyes closed.
Her soft hair rested on her forehead, her eyelashes were as long, thick and black as crow feathers, each one clearly distinguishable, and there was a very light-colored mole at the end of her eye that could not be seen without careful observation.
The bridge of her nose was high, a curve she had experienced personally.
His lips are rosy, his expression is relaxed, and he looks full of energy.
Lu Ping'an subconsciously turned his face towards her and said "hmm" in a daze.
"It's already afternoon and I haven't gone to work yet. It's so cool. I don't want to go anymore."
He uttered "hmm" softly again, and it was unclear whether he heard it or not.
Shen Xiaoyue took a breath, held her breath, and tiptoed out of bed.
Sitting at the table, he spread out a piece of letter paper.
These days the threshold for writing and submitting articles is not high, but the remuneration is very high.
She used to love reading poetry and had written quite a few, but her parents thought they were useless, so she could only read and write them secretly in her room.
But it is not for them to judge whether it is useful or not.
Shen Xiaoyue bit the pen she bought when she got married, tapped on the paper, and thought carefully.
She looked up inadvertently and found an exquisite red photo frame on the table, which contained a photo of the two of them taken in the county town.
It really looks beautiful.
She didn't go to pick up the photos. Lu Ping'an covered them up and didn't let her see them, saying that he wanted to give her a surprise.
Shen Xiaoyue carefully stroked the face in the photo frame. It was clearly herself, but she could hardly recognize her. In her memory, she seemed to have never smiled so brightly.
The family had taken family photos, but because her parents said that girls should be reserved and dignified, she could only purse her lips and pretend to be serious every time.
I quietly watched the whole family and their happy smiles, like an irrelevant outsider.
Shen Xiaoyue likes this photo very much, this photo of just the two of them.
In this life, she spent more time experiencing every minute and every second in Dahe Village.
Only then did she realize that the big yellow dog that had scared her and even made her want to avoid it actually had a dramatic love story and a very domineering name called Scar Yellow.
Scar Yellow is not bravely pursuing love, but spends the rest of his time diligently protecting Dahe Village and its owner.
She used to be very afraid of it, but it never barked at her. It only barked when strangers entered the village.
Before she knew it, she had become one of Scarface's own in his eyes.
Every time she and Qingqing fed Scar Yellow some food, it would be merciful enough to let them touch its little head.
But it cannot be seen by other dogs. Once another dog passes by, it will open its half-closed eyes and bark at the dog like a ferocious man, for fear that its image as a "dog bully" in the village will be destroyed.
In the past, she thought that the people in Dahe Village were trapped in a small piece of land all their lives, facing the loess and back to the sky, and their minds were closed.
However, when Secretary Lu talked about the breakthrough in hybrid rice technology, everyone's eyes sparkled, filled with anticipation for the future and enthusiasm for life.
Everyone had a low level of education, and some people could not read a single word, but they would pester the educated youth, whom they considered to be "educated", to read to them the results related to farming in the newspapers.
They truly love this land.
Rather than lingering love, Shen Xiaoyue first thought of praise.
She wrote an ode to the peasants and prepared to send it to the educated youth tabloid.
When she was thinking up many little stories in her mind, a rustling sound was heard behind her.
Sure enough, within two seconds he approached with a burst of heat.
"young married woman."
Lu Ping'an was still in a daze. He hugged her from behind, rested his head on top of hers, and leaned lazily against the back of the chair.
"What are you doing, wife?"
He glanced down and saw so many small squares that he felt dizzy.
In fact, he knew every word, but when they were put together his brain started to conflict.
"Writing poetry, get out of here, your head is so heavy."
Lu Pingan was dissatisfied: "How can it be heavy? I just pressed my whole body on you and you didn't say it was heavy."
As he spoke, he turned his head away angrily.
There is no way, he can’t crush his wife’s smart brain.
Shen Xiaoyue: …
If the world banned pornography, would Lu Ping'an disappear after saying this?
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