"Ah? Ah." But Xiao Luo didn't understand what it meant until he went downstairs.
…
Chu Yifeng stood at the bedroom door, facing the neatly dressed Bi Yue, covering his forehead with one hand, and sighed helplessly:
"If his classmates hadn't come with me, I would have dragged him into the house and given him a beating."
Bi Yue blushed and said nothing. What could she say?
Chu Yifeng calmed himself down and sat weakly on the edge of the bed. Bi Yue half-knelt beside him, carefully observing his expression.
Chu Yifeng turned his head to look at the girl in front of him, held Bi Yue's face with his right hand and asked:
"Are you scared?"
Bi Yue...
The man, filled with fear and sighs, told Bi Yue honestly, "I'm easily frightened. My life is over then."
Bi Yue's expression was a little complicated, especially the word "over" was highlighted by Chu Yifeng's expression and tone. The girl didn't know the body structure of men, and she was quite bold. She couldn't help laughing in her shy mood.
"You wilted all of a sudden." Chu Yifeng looked at Bi Yue dully, his eyes devoid of lust, only seriousness, and suggested:
"Why don't we try again? If you're sick, you need to hurry up..."
"Ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ling..." The phone rang rapidly in the living room.
Bi Yue looked at Chu Yifeng who slammed the door and left angrily, and finally burst out laughing.
"Dad! I'm an adult now, why do you care whether I come home or not?!" Chu Yifeng felt an evil spirit running from his toes to his brain, and he pulled out the phone line.
After entering the room, he rushed to the big bed with great excitement, hugged Bi Yue, and kissed her passionately on the lips. Just when Bi Yue's brain was deprived of oxygen from the kiss, Chu Yifeng let go of her lips, his chest heaving:
"Come on, get dressed."
"Um?"
“Find a place with pleasant scenery and no disturbance!”
…
At eleven o'clock in the evening, a gray car drove out of Kyoto in the night.
Chu Yifeng rolled down both windows, and a deep male voice echoed in the car:
"Heavy rain falls on Youyan, white waves surge to the sky, fishing boats are seen off the coast of Qinhuangdao, and the vast ocean has disappeared. Who knows where they are heading?"
The night wind blew Bi Yue's short hair. She squinted her big, smiling eyes and leaned her elbows against the car window.
"Thousands of years have passed since the time of King Wu of Wei. A poem has been left on the east side of Jieshi. Since I met you, the world has changed."
They clasped their hands tightly, looked back at each other, one smiled with dimples, the other smiled coquettishly with a row of pearly teeth.
Why can’t I come back for just one day during the holiday?
What does it mean that Bi Yue has to make an appointment with Wang Cuihua and her daughter?
Why do we have to go to the restaurant?
Why is Bicheng acting like this when he comes home tonight? Can his family think more about it?
Bi Yue threw all of this behind her.
Perhaps the beauty of love lies in its silly impulses. (To be continued.)
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