Chapter 70 Bed Tips
Chapter 70
Two days later, Wen Xi finally returned to his dormitory.
Standing at the door, looking at the propaganda slogan "Beware of Telecom Fraud" posted on the door panel and the surrounding furnishings that were so familiar that he could draw them with his eyes closed, Wen Xi suddenly understood what it felt like to be in another world.
No one knows what he went through that day. He caught the bad guys and met his parents. His heart was like a roller coaster, ups and downs, very exciting. He finally mustered up the courage to confess that he had a little/bit, but was caught by Yanjue and sucked.
The corridor was deserted and silent during the holidays. Standing at the door of the dormitory, Wen Xi was in a familiar yet awkward situation. Her blood was flowing rapidly, her earlobes were burning, and the contents of the book "I Was Deeply Loved After Being Caught by the Gloomy Male Senior" flashed through her mind.
Although he had decided not to read flowery novels, Wen Xi couldn't resist his curiosity on the way back to the dormitory, and secretly flipped through the confession plot that would make Ming Yao happy.
The protagonist was half-pushed by his junior brother and half-pushed by his senior brother onto the table, where he was severely sucked. The entire tabletop was a mess, and the questions that he had written with great difficulty in the exercise book were also soaked, with the handwriting soaked by the water and illegible.
The top protagonist sucks it up, while the bottom protagonist sobs and cries.
All kinds of uninhibited onomatopoeia and stream-of-consciousness descriptions make people feel as if they are in the scene. Wen Xi watched the entire confession scene with shame, and her face turned red.
Although he was reading pure text, his mind was coordinated with the real pictures and sound effects of himself and Yan Jue. They were even more exciting than the descriptions in the novel.
I held my breath and finally finished reading the last bit of the confession scene. I was almost dizzy. I thought the two protagonists were going to just sleep with their heads down, but when Wen Xi turned the page, he was caught off guard by the chapter table that was so explicit, straightforward, unrestrained and specially marked as pure meat.
Wen Xi's blood boiled as he could roughly guess what the content of the next chapter was. He turned off his phone in a panic and didn't dare to read on.
Really, it was just marginal/behavior. I had to apply ointment to reduce the swelling if I only used my mouth. On the way back to school, I was kissed in the car and cried. An old man who had no emotional experience in 28 years was like a vicious dog that had never eaten meat. As long as Wen Xi moved his mouth, he would not let go. Many times he felt like a piece of pork belly just out of the pot.
Wen Xi wore a hat and lowered her head when she got out of the car, so her assistant didn't notice her red eyes from crying.
Wen Xi didn't dare to imagine how Huahua would be ravaged if something really happened between them, but he was sure that he would cry more miserably than any other time during their previous intimate acts.
Damn (〃＞皿＜)
Wen Xi clenched his fists and made up his mind to improve his flirting skills, or at least raise his crying threshold a little bit. He couldn't cry like a loser just because the old man deliberately tormented him with bad intentions.
It was our first time to be in a relationship, and I didn’t have any ability to fight back in bed. It was really embarrassing.
After careful analysis, Wen Xi sadly discovered that due to natural physiological factors such as height difference, body shape difference, and shame difference, he could not make Yan Jue cry at all.
You can lose as a person but not your ambition.
So, Wen Xi conducted a second analysis with a serious expression, and after a while, he set a small goal for himself.
Since Yan Jue has a bit of a fetish for hearing him cry, wouldn't it be better if he didn't cry?
Yes, then extend the crying time by ten minutes.
It's impossible for Yan Jue to get whatever effect he wants so easily. Where would Wen Xi's face be? It's time to set some rules in bed.
Besides, ten minutes isn't too long, and it's not too much for a banquet, right? This can definitely be done...right?
Wait, how long did they kiss in the car? It seemed like about sixteen or seventeen minutes. That feeling of tingling scalp and whole body going limp came over Wen Xi, and his heroic temperament slowly died down.
Wenxi: (⊙⌒⊙)
Wen Xi pursed his lips, and reluctantly admitted that Yan Jue did have only a few tricks up his sleeve. This opponent was a little bit stronger, and for the time being, it was indeed a little unrealistic to hold out for ten minutes without giving in.
Five minutes then.
Wen Xi, carrying a frog shoulder bag, stared at the words "Online sex/romantic chat is a scam" on the door panel with a stern face and a serious look, muttering in his heart: It really is, it can't be any less!
(T^T)
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When he pushed open the door and entered the dormitory, there was no one in the room. Wen Xi took a quick look around and found that the backpack that Chen Qiaoning Haoyu usually carried was not in the room. He must have gone to the classroom to study for the postgraduate entrance examination.
Wenxi's GPA rankings were among the best in all aspects, except for his performance of social work duties, as he only had one work experience as a student assistant in the office of the Party Branch of the Youth League Committee of the college. However, he had many awards and papers, and even won an international gold medal.
Yunjia University will start school in September, and the allocation of guaranteed admission quotas to each department and major within the school has been clarified. It is only a matter of time before Wenxi gets a quota and is recommended for admission.
Now that things are gradually getting on the right track, Wen Xi has also resigned from the Ni Ye Club. With more than 12 million in his pocket, he has a small amount of assets and will not have to worry about food and clothing. So, improving his academic qualifications must be put on the agenda.
Wenxi plans to continue his studies for a master's and doctoral degree. After all, relying on others is meaningless. Only when you have knowledge in your head and solid skills can you live a down-to-earth and confident life.
In the past three years, Wen Xi had never thought about continuing to study for a master's degree, and he was not very clear about the application process and the choice of graduate school. This was what he was going to do when he came back this afternoon. Wen Xi sat down and turned on his computer to collect the necessary materials and carefully screen to find a school of his choice.
Two hours later, Wen Xi had a general idea of his future plan and was ready to find a senior who had been admitted to Q University to ask about the details. He logged into WeChat on his computer, but the message was delayed and a bunch of red dots popped up.
Wenxi has a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He feels better only when he removes all the icons on electronic products. He moves the mouse to remove the red dots one by one. When he clicks on Mingyao's column and sees a row of white boxes in the chat box, he remembers that he forgot to reply to the message in the morning because he was too embarrassed.
It's already four o'clock in the afternoon and there has been no reply for half a day.
Wen Xi tapped the keyboard guiltily. If he used the excuse "I saw it, and I thought I replied, but I didn't expect that I replied in my heart", would Ming Yao be angry?
Wen Xi put himself in the other person's shoes and thought about it, and found that this excuse was more annoying than directly saying that he didn't want to reply. He looked at the shameful message on the screen, sighed softly, and tapped the keyboard quickly.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: Has Xiaoyao eaten yet? ()
As soon as he sent the message, Ming Yao seemed to be waiting for him on the opposite side, and the message popped up immediately.
[If You Are Unhappy, You Will Be Superman]: Eat it.
Very concise, no emotion can be seen.
Wen Xi continued to test cautiously.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: Wow (puts hands together) What are you eating? I haven’t eaten yet.
[If you are unhappy, you will become a superman]: Angry.
He looks very angry.
Okay (╯▽╰), Wenxi can finally put his worries aside.
[The stream becomes the sea]: (doubtful)
[If you’re unhappy, you’re a superman]: Don’t play dumb, I know you’re guilty as soon as you open your mouth.
[If You Are Unhappy, Be Superman]: Give me some explanation for not replying to messages for a whole day.
[溪流成海]: I swear I didn’t mean to not reply to the message, it was just an accident.
[Unhappy Become Superman]: Then tell me how you were so careless?
[溪流成海]: I woke up at 10 o'clock in the morning. I was so embarrassed to see the message and didn't know how to reply. Then Yan Jue asked me to have dinner, but I forgot about it. I was busy studying in the afternoon and just now I opened WeChat and remembered this matter.
[Unhappy is Superman]: True or false? So busy?
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I am telling the truth
[Streams Become Seas]: Sincerity needs no doubt (fist) (fist) (fist)
[If you are not happy, you will be a superman]: (bomb) (bomb) (bomb)
[If You Are Unhappy, You Are Superman]: Since you apologized sincerely, I will forgive you. There won’t be a next time.
[The stream becomes the sea]: (Yeah) (Rose)
With just eight sentences, Ming Yao was easily defeated.
Wenxi snapped his fingers (*￣0￣)′
[If You Are Unhappy, You Are Superman]: Don’t be so proud or interrupt me, you haven’t told me why you got up so late.
Wen Xi choked and his ears turned red. He looked around guiltily, wondering if Ming Yao could tell that he was so proud from a distance.
And you can guess that he was interrupting and changing the subject after he said only eight sentences? What a powerful man, so terrifying.
[Unhappy is Superman]: [I will always watch/monitor you... forever]
Wen Xi's throat rolled, and his mouth became dry when he thought of the answer to the question. He took a deep breath, tried to control his expression, and his fingers tapped the keyboard hesitantly.
[溪流成海]: I just slept very soundly and woke up late. It is normal to sleep in during the holidays. Don’t think too much about it.
[If You Are Unhappy, You Are Superman]: Did you see the full-body photo of the foreign language school uniform that I found? It looks really good.
Ming Yao changed the topic very quickly, but no matter what, he was a good person if he didn’t ask any further questions.
[The stream becomes the sea]: See it.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: However, the picture you found is a little different from Yan Jue’s school uniform. There is a school badge on the chest of his shirt, and there are golden patterns on the cuffs.
[Unhappy is Superman]: It looks much better than my school uniform. I haven't seen you in a high school uniform. I think you should look great in it. Why don't you send me a headshot and I'll edit it to see how it looks.
[溪流成海]: I have photos, no need to edit them. Wait a minute, I'll look for them.
Wen Xi secretly put on Yan Jue's school uniform last night. Before going out to conquer Yan Jue, he took a few full-body photos of himself in front of the mirror. He flipped through a photo album and found a photo in which his face was not so red and he looked very positive.
Click Retweet.
In his mind, he wanted to click on Ming Yao’s profile picture, but his hand slipped and he habitually forwarded the message to Yan Jue, who was at the top of the WeChat forwarding list. He acted too quickly, and by the time Wen Xi reacted, the photo had already been sent.
In the chat box with Yan Jue, the most eye-catching thing was Wen Xi sending three angry emojis in a row and the unintimidating words "I want to separate from you".
Looking up, there is a one-minute-long video recording of the whole process of "Wenxi, who sleeps in a separate bed, is drowsy and unconscious, but can automatically crawl into Yanjue's arms."
Wen Xi's ears felt hot and he muttered "bastard" under his breath. Although it was really embarrassing to send a school uniform photo to Yan Jue, he hesitated and didn't withdraw the message in the end.
Yan Jue didn't reply to the message, he must be busy working at that time. Wen Xi switched the chat box with Ming Yao. He learned from his mistakes and this time he found the photo inside the chat box and sent it to him.
[If you are not happy, you will be superhuman]: beautiful baby (color) (color)
[If You Are Unhappy, Become a Superman]: Oversized, slightly loose boyfriend style. You wear this dress and walk around in front of Yan Jue, and call him brother with sparkling eyes. Really, I will give you my life.
[If you are not happy, you will be a superman]: [Warning for literature with pinched waist and red eyes]
[The stream becomes the sea]: How exaggerated.
[Unhappy is Superman]: So how is your butt?
Wen Xi's eyes widened and his face turned red. He explained why Ming Yao suddenly changed the subject out of kindness. It turned out that he was waiting for him here.
[The stream becomes the sea]: …………
[If you’re unhappy, you’ll be a superman]: Tell me, I’ll give you some advice.
Wen Xi typed hesitantly.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: Not so good (tearful eyes)
[Unhappy is Superman]: That’s great.
[The stream becomes the sea]: ???
[Unhappy is Superman]: The banquet did not disappoint me, the young couple was very happy (heart)
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I hate you.
[The stream becomes the sea]: liar.
[If you’re unhappy, you’ll be a superman]: The scolding made me feel soft-hearted.
Wen Xi bit her lip and typed.
[The stream becomes the sea]: perversion.
After posting it, I was afraid that Ming Yao would continue to say weird things, so I withdrew the "pervert" post and changed it to cursing "Ming Yao is a pervert" in a low voice.
[If You Are Unhappy, You Are Superman]: Oh dear, I have a question, but I don’t know if I can ask it.
Wen Xi felt something was wrong.
[If You Are Unhappy, You Will Be Superman]: Is there really a sound?
[The stream becomes the sea]: ...
[Stream Becomes Sea]: I don’t know.
[溪流成海]: I just happened to be wearing a school uniform, and I just happened to fall and hit my butt. It's not what you think. There's no reason to play a role-playing game just because I'm wearing a school uniform.
[If you are unhappy, you will become a superman]: So that’s how it is. I just understand.
[If you're unhappy, you're a superman]: Since nothing has happened, our Wenwen must protect her butt well in the future.
[If you are unhappy, you will be a superman]: Never let a bad man set you up!!!
Wen Xi stared at Ming Yao's warm reminder in disbelief. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and checked several times before he believed that Ming Yao had sent him something straightforward and thoughtful.
Ahhhhhhh!
Did Ming Yao know what he was saying? He just said those two words so naturally?
[Unhappy is Superman]: If Yan Jue really can't control himself, ask him to help you get it out in time, otherwise it's easy to get a stomachache. Anyway, that's what's written in the novel, and it should be similar in reality.
Wen Xi's ears, which were already hot, suddenly turned red as if blood was about to drip out. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't sit still, but Ming Yao was still chattering away and sending messages.
[If You Are Unhappy, You Will Be Superman]: Although, I suggest that you must wear condoms. Not only are they healthy and hygienic, but the patterns like spirals, convex points or wolf teeth can also increase the interest.
[If You Are Unhappy, You Will Be Superman]: You are too young, so it is better to wear a condom to be safe.
[Unhappy is Superman]: Wait, that’s a bit strange.
[Superman If Unhappy]: Why do I say these words to you? It seems like I am telling you not to get pregnant by Yan Jue.
The words on the computer screen are so hot that they burn my eyes.
What kind of lewd words are these?
[Streams become seas]: What are you talking about (O_o)
[The stream becomes the sea]: So scary (terrified) (terrified)
[The Stream Becomes the Sea]: Aliens suddenly enter the dormitory.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: You can say anything weird after I defeat the aliens.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: (〃＞皿＜) Damn, I can’t defeat them, and the aliens also deleted all our chat history.
[Unhappy is Superman]: Oh my god, there are aliens in the world who care about you so much. It's really abominable.
[Streams become seas]: [SOS] [SOS]
[Streams turn into sea]: I'm an alien.We've taken your friend.Return him to Earth tomorrow.Over.
[Unhappy is Superman]: Alien, remember to let my friends eat dinner.
[If you are not happy, you will be a superman]: Over.
Wen Xi randomly clicked on some dialog boxes, then whimpered, covered her face and lay on the table.
Because I didn't know how to shut up Mingyao's straightforward mouth, I hurriedly ended the conversation in a foolish way. This is the idiot who tried to cover his ears and steal the bell/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~
There was a rustling sound of a door opening. Wen Xi looked up at the screen in panic, making sure there was nothing that needed to be censored. Then he buried his head in the table again, not very willing to face the world.
Yan Hesu pushed the door open and saw Wen Xi lying on the table. It was a very novel and rare thing to see Wen Xi alone in the dormitory at this time. He originally thought that Wen Xi was not feeling well, so he walked over to show concern, but he saw the boy's ears were red as if they were about to bleed.
Yan and Su subconsciously glanced at the still-lit computer screen, which contained some materials for admission to graduate school.
Wen Xi heard the footsteps and recognized that the lonely person was Yan Hesu. The boy stood beside him for a while and said, "Wen Xi, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Wen Xi took a deep breath to suppress his chaotic thoughts, then he pretended to be calm and looked up, "No, I'm taking a break from reading the information."
Yan Hesu lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Xi, whose nose and ears were red and whose face was full of shyness. He said "oh" expressionlessly, looked at him for a few seconds, and said, "Can you blush when you look at the materials for the postgraduate entrance examination?"
Wen Xi choked, raised his eyes to look at Yan and Su Heimu, and said in a deep tone: "You don't understand, this is my love for academics."
Yan and Su were stunned for a moment and said, "What a lame excuse."
Wen Xi's face immediately darkened, and she said in a muffled voice, "You don't understand humor."
Yan and Su hummed a laugh, then casually sat down at Wenxi's table. They asked in a more serious tone, "Are you planning to go to Q University? Why did you change your mind?"
Wen Xi relaxed in the transfer room, swaying slowly to relieve his emotions, and said: "I recently bought a lottery ticket. The financial pressure is not that great, so I plan to continue my graduate studies. I like scientific research and want to create better smart medical devices."
"Lottery?" Yan Hesu raised his eyebrows slightly, "How much did you win?"
Wen Xi raised a finger and said, "Ten million."
Yan Hesu asked expressionlessly, "Do I look easy to deceive?"
"Well," Wen Xi shook his head, "Actually, my biological father gave me enough compensation to live on."
Yan and Su were surprised: "Didn't your father die?"
Wen Xi sighed softly: "It's a pity that he didn't die completely, but pretended to be dead."
His tone was cold and his expression was indifferent. Anyone with a brain could sense that Wen Xi had a bad relationship with his father.
Yan and Su stared at him, observing calmly. Wen Xi was usually gentle, and his face was very childish, so people always overlooked his cold temperament. But when he really hated a cold face, the aggression between his eyebrows was actually very strong.
This feeling of being kept at a distance is very familiar.
"I have some materials for admission to graduate school. I'll send them to you." Yan and Su changed the subject and took out their cell phones to send the materials to Wen Xi.
Wen Xi blinked, slid forward in his chair, and turned on the computer screen again.
The screen lit up again, and there were red dots on the avatars of Yan and Su on the screen, and the current page happened to be stopped at the dialog box with Yan Jue.
[Y.]: The school uniform suits you very well.
[Y.]：【Picture】
It was a photo of Zhang Wenxi sleeping on Yan Jue's shoulder. Her hair was a little messy and her nose was particularly red, as if it had been pinched intentionally by a bad person with bad intentions. The small mole on the tip of her nose was facing the screen, and the photographer's love for this beautiful little mole could be seen from the language of the lens.
"Can my uncle's school uniform be preserved for so long? It looks very old."
A boy's slightly low voice came from above his head. Wen Xi looked up and stared at Shang Yan and Su Lue with curious eyes.
Wen Xi's mind buzzed, and he answered blankly, "Yes."
"You look really good in the foreign language school uniform."
Wen Xi was quietly deleting WeChat without making a sound. He froze when he heard this. He smiled awkwardly and said hesitantly out of politeness: "Thank you?"
Yan Hesu reached out and flicked Wen Xi's forehead, saying, "Why do you have such a strong feeling of stealing? It's normal to be intimate in a relationship, and no one will laugh at you."
Wen Xi covered his forehead and couldn't help but muttered softly: "This is different. Yan Jue is your uncle, it's a bit embarrassing."
"A little bit indeed," Yan Hesu knocked on the table and said, "They love each other so much that they even met their parents. My grandmother is not seen all year round, and you two have only been dating for a month and she has already seen her. What can we do? Just bear with it. But we should still discuss things separately in private."
Wen Xi breathed a sigh of relief and raised her hand to show her agreement: "Yeah."
Since he had seen it all, Wen Xi simply opened WeChat again, switched to the chat boxes with Yan and Su, and confirmed that he had received the files one by one.
"Since you have money now, does Wen Ran still want to continue attending full-time care?" Yan Hesu asked curiously.
Wen Xi was stunned for a moment and said, "Go ahead. She has been there for three years. I am worried that she won't be able to adapt to the sudden change. After finishing the senior class, I will be studying for a master's degree. If I go to the capital, I can transfer Ranran there."
"That's fine. Anyway, our family is in the capital, so everything will be easy."
"Then I'll apply to Q University first," Wen Xi clenched his fist, full of fighting spirit.
Yan Hesu stood up, patted Wenxi on the shoulder, and said, "Come on, little pig Wenxi."
Wen Xi looked up blankly and met Yan Hesu's teasing eyes. The other party raised his chin. Wen Xi lowered his head and saw the latest unread message in Yan Jue's chat box.
[Y.]: Red-nosed piggy.
"You added a pig head to his note and he called you piggy. Your relationship is so childish."
Wen Xi was teased so much that he really wanted the aliens to kidnap Yan and Su.
After thinking for a while, he looked up and said in agreement: "A little bit, but when you find true love, you will understand this feeling."
For some reason, Yan Hesu, who was still single, rolled his eyes expressionlessly and said, "...You are not humorous at all."
Wenxi smiled :)
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