Chapter 58: The shirt can't hide what it should or shouldn't cover...
To finalize the land lease, we first need to have professionals come and measure the specific dimensions to see if the location is suitable for growing organic vegetables.
When Zhuang Fuyao video-called Liang Huaixu that evening, she brought up this matter.
"If it's feasible, I plan to renovate that piece of land. As for those old houses, I want to turn them into a pastoral courtyard and plant lots of flowers and plants in the yard."
Liang Huaixu imagined for a moment, "Like the kind of house my grandmother lived in?"
"It's a bit different, it'll be more romantic and pastoral." She couldn't wait to find a tablet to show Liang Huaixu the pictures she had found.
She had been sitting at her vanity applying lotion and cream, so nothing was noticeable until she stood up, at which point Liang Huaixu realized she was wearing his shirt.
Zhuang Fuyao's legs were slender yet not skinny, possessing a perfectly proportioned plumpness. When she bent over to pick up the tablet, the view beneath her shirt was faintly visible.
Liang Huaixu couldn't describe the subtle ripples in his heart.
He wore the same white shirt at least four or five days a week, but it looked completely different on her. The top two buttons were undone naturally, revealing half of her collarbone and slender white neck, and her breasts were round and plump inside the shirt.
His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he suddenly felt like having a cigarette.
Zhuang Fuyao flipped through her tablet and looked up to see him smoking. The cigarette he was holding was thinner than usual, making his hand look even more beautiful. The smoke blurred his silver half-rimmed glasses, giving him a seductive allure.
Zhuang Fuyao recalled that he was smoking when she bumped into him on a blind date.
When did you learn to smoke?
Liang Huaixu paused for a moment, then said, "Five years ago."
Zhuang Fuyao nodded, guessing that it might be related to her, but worried about touching on some painful memories, so she didn't ask any further.
She showed him the pictures on the tablet, "It's roughly this style... We can install a swing in the yard so we can sit on it when we're free. I also want to build a gazebo so you can sit inside and drink tea while I eat watermelon. The area outside the yard will be a wide-open lawn for Xiaobai to run and play on. When our friends have time, we can invite them here for camping and barbecues."
Liang Huaixu followed her thought for a moment and felt a soft sensation in his heart, as if wrapped in cotton. He asked her, "The transformation will take time. Have you decided where to put the horse during this period?"
Good question.
Zhuang Fuyao frowned in annoyance, "I was so focused on how to decorate it beautifully that I forgot about this."
Liang Huaixu easily solved the problem for her, "Let's leave it at Boya Bay for now. I'll have them set up a stable in the South Garden, that should be enough space."
Zhuang Fuyao was somewhat surprised that Liang Huaixu would suggest raising horses in Boya Bay.
If she was a half-baked germaphobe, then Liang Huaixu was a true germaphobe.
He is meticulous and tidy in his daily life, always keeps two sets of clothes in the office, and washes his hands many times a day.
Shortly after shaking hands with someone at work, I always wash my hands or wipe them with a wet wipe.
He was very bothered by the dust and stickiness on his hands.
Except for Zhuang Fuyao.
When he helps her with his hands, even if his hands get wet and sticky, he is incredibly tolerant, and then shows an expression that is both surprised and admiring...
She brushed aside her rosy thoughts and gave Liang Huaixu a heads-up, "But raising horses will get very dirty, and Xiaobai's temper isn't very good..."
Liang Huaixu smiled warmly, "It's alright."
Zhuang Fuyao wanted to raise horses, so he wouldn't care about these things. Or rather, what he cared more about was the scene of Zhao Zilin leading her on horseback on the grass that day. He had heard that the horse was very individualistic and only got close to her and Zhao Zilin.
He flicked off his cigarette ash and casually asked, "Why are you wearing my clothes?"
Zhuang Fuyao did it on purpose, of course.
I've heard it said that no man can resist his girlfriend wearing his shirt with bare legs.
She spoke sweet nothings indirectly, "This shirt smells like you. When I miss you, I wear it to sleep, and it feels like I'm holding you..."
Liang Huaixu's eyes, hidden behind his glasses, seemed even darker. The restlessness she had so easily stirred up was something this cigarette couldn't calm him down. He simply stubbed out the cigarette and brushed his teeth before bed.
In the video, he evenly applied shaving cream to his chin, brushed his teeth while waiting, and finally shaved off the stubble that had recently grown out.
The whole process was very relaxing.
When he tilted his head back slightly, his high nose bridge became even more prominent. Zhuang Fuyao recalled a super-restricted scene, choked, and coughed violently a few times.
It's all Huang Jiayu's fault; her already impure mind has become even more colorful.
How could she have thought of sitting on Liang Huaixu's face and rubbing tofu with her nose while he was shaving...?
"What's wrong?" he asked with concern.
"It's nothing!" Zhuang Fuyao shook her head guiltily and asked him, "Are you going to sleep?"
Liang Huaixu slowly dried the foam, "Not yet, let's chat for a while before I go to sleep."
“Oh…” Zhuang Fuyao’s eyes flickered as she recalled the white bow-tie lingerie she had hidden in his blanket before leaving that afternoon.
The last vestiges of sleepiness were dispelled, and she opened her eyes wide, anticipating his reaction.
After washing up, Liang Huaixu returned to his room.
He held his phone in one hand as he lifted the blanket, but after just one glance, his brain went blank, and he awkwardly looked away.
Did you see that?
She spoke softly, as if whispering in his ear in the quiet night, “I took two of your clothes, so I’ll return one to you. I wore it to bed the other day, and it fits perfectly. You can wear it to bed when you miss me.”
Liang Huaixu's breathing became a little heavier. He was wearing the most breathable cotton pajamas tonight, but he felt extremely hot. He didn't dare to look directly at her in front of the screen, and his gaze kept looking away.
Zhuang Fuyao found herself enjoying watching his shy expression, which always triggered her mischievous side, leading her to tease him even more. "But I think this style is just so-so; it doesn't cover up what it should or shouldn't."
Liang Huaixu swallowed hard, his voice hoarse, "When I miss you in the future, I'll come to you or video chat with you. I don't need an outfit to accompany me."
"Are you sure you don't need it?" She winked playfully. "Professor Liang, you're allowed to use it before our next meeting."
Every word she spoke was serious, but the underlying meaning was quite suggestive. In fact, that was indeed what she meant, and both of them knew it.
Zhuang Fuyao replied expectantly, "Of course, now is fine too, I want to see it~"
He gritted his teeth, suppressing his anger, and resolutely refused, "No way."
She had never seen it up close before, and Liang Huaixu was worried that its ferocious appearance would frighten her, let alone allow her to use her clothes.
This was something he wouldn't even dare to dream of.
Zhuang Fuyao tried to persuade him for a long time, but Liang Huaixu remained unmoved. She had no choice but to give up. Before hanging up the video call, she didn't forget to accuse him, "You're so stingy."
"..."
Liang Huaixu sat there for a while without moving, glancing at the white undergarment before restraining himself and looking away.
Everything should be done in moderation. I already acted recklessly in the bathroom today, so I shouldn't have any more inappropriate thoughts.
Unable to fall asleep for a while, he went to his study to copy the Tao Te Ching to calm his mind.
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In the early morning, a thick fog rolled in outside the window. Liang Huaixu felt a bit of pain from the fog and, feeling restless, threw off the covers.
My dreams were filled with images of her wearing that dress, and my physical reactions were more intense than usual.
He rarely masturbated in the morning, but the thought of her saying "You're allowed to use it before we meet again" sent a fire through his body that seemed to be challenging his willpower.
He checked the time and figured he could make it if he was quick.
I thought to myself, just this once.
The fog outside made it impossible to see anything, but he still drew the curtains tight, as if he had done something wrong, and picked up the clothes, feeling their thinness and smoothness.
White butterflies crawled across the mountains, and white clouds descended, enveloping a pink mushroom cloud.
As darkness fell, signs of thunder and rain appeared, and gurgling streams flowed from the mountains.
After an unknown amount of time, accompanied by a muffled clap of thunder, a torrential downpour began.
Liang Huaixu took a shower and washed the white fabric that he had stained.
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Building a stable was quick. Just two days after Zhuang Fuyao signed the transfer agreement with Uncle Pan, Xiaobai took over Boya Bay.
To take care of Xiaobai, Liang Huaixu specially hired three professional stable hands to look after Xiaobai and clean the stable.
He took a closer look at the horse. No wonder Zhuang Fuyao liked it; it was indeed handsome. Seeing the horse, he recalled the small courtyard life she had longed for that day.
This also strengthened his desire to retire as soon as possible.
His son had been working at the branch office for almost half a year, and his department head had given him high praise, which made all the overtime he had secretly arranged for his son worthwhile. He called Zhou Ting and asked him to arrange the follow-up matters to transfer Liang Chaoluo back to headquarters.
After hanging up the phone, he finished instructing the zookeeper on some matters that Zhuang Fuyao had told him to do.
At this moment, five deliverymen pushed their carts into Boya Bay.
Liang Huaixu frowned and called Aunt Yuan over to ask what was going on, "What's this for?"
Aunt Yuan: "These are all things that Miss Zhuang bought."
He was somewhat incredulous. "She bought all of them?"
"Yes." Aunt Yuan smiled awkwardly, "It's probably because it was Singles' Day a few days ago."
I haven't paid attention to these special days for many years.
Liang Huaixu nodded slightly, instructing Aunt Yuan to disinfect the packages before placing them in the main building. He then called Zhuang Fuyao to ask whether he should unpack them for her first or wait for her to arrive.
Zhuang Fuyao thought for a moment and said, "Help me take them all apart."
"Okay." Liang Huaixu prepared to instruct the aunties to do it.
But then, remembering something, he asked just in case, "Are all of these things that Auntie can take apart?"
Relieved to receive an "okay" reply, Liang Huaixu had the aunt unpack it, and then he sorted it into categories and put it in the room.
After tidying up, looking at her room full of stuff, I couldn't help but rub my forehead.
The room was still too small for her.
When she returns to Boya Bay, she can move into the master bedroom.
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