Chapter 126 The Gift Lin Cheng Gave to His Man
Murong Ting's face turned ashen: "What a fine son you've raised! You're going to such lengths to snatch a son from me? If I were you, I would have given up long ago."
Kong Wange rolled her eyes: "Are you trying to talk me out of line? Dream on. I don't want to argue with you right now. You better come up with a solution. I don't want to waste my time here with you."
After preparing the medicinal meal for the old man, she still had to pick up her child from kindergarten that evening.
"What do you mean by 'accompany me'? Are you even being reasonable?" Murong Ting was utterly speechless.
"Has no one ever told you in your life that you shouldn't try to reason with a woman?"
"You still have the mood to joke?" Murong Ting thought of something and subconsciously took a step back, adopting a defensive stance, looking at her suspiciously: "This house wasn't set up by you and Xiao Chen and Lin Cheng, was it?"
"You're so narcissistic! Stop dawdling. You have a bad temper and a loud voice. Hurry up and call someone to open the door," Kong Wange said impatiently.
Murong Ting was so angry that he couldn't say a word, so he simply turned around and went to the door to check, ignoring her completely.
He peeked through the crack in the door and found that there was no one in the yard.
He was utterly desperate and turned around, saying, "There must be something to do with the old man here. All the servants outside have disappeared. It's no use calling out to them; they just pretend not to hear me."
"We can't just do nothing, can we?"
Still sensitive from the aftermath of his wedding night, Murong Ting asked warily, "What do you mean? What do you want to do?"
Kong Wange: "..."
As soon as Murong Ting spoke, he realized he had gone too far, so he added, "Just wait, they'll let us out in a little while."
As soon as they finished speaking, they suddenly heard a rustling sound above their heads.
The storage room has a glass skylight, which is being opened from above.
Murong Ting was taken aback, frowned, and walked over.
The next second, a large blanket suddenly fell from the sky and landed right between the two of them!
The two of them fell silent for a moment.
After a moment, Kong Wange turned to Murong Ting and said, "This thing... was it thrown down from the skylight, right?"
Murong Ting looked up: "Otherwise what?"
Kong Wange picked up the bedding and spread it out.
Inside was a mattress.
It's soft to the touch and feels incredibly warm when placed on the ground.
What does this mean? Kong Wange was dumbfounded!
Just then, another blanket was thrown down.
This time, the angle wasn't right, and it hit Murong Ting directly.
Looking at the quilt, Kong Wange's expression was indescribable: "It seems like someone just said that they would let us out in a while?"
Murong Ting: "..."
With blankets and mattresses, they probably not only didn't want to let them out, but they also wished they could sleep inside!
Murong Ting's face turned ashen, and he yanked the blanket off: "If they're so capable, let them bring the pillows over too."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than two pillows were thrown down with a thud.
Kong Wange exclaimed in surprise, "Murong Ting, your mouth is blessed!"
Murong Ting's face darkened.
He began to think about where to start cutting Lin Cheng into eight pieces after they got out.
Just then, a small box was thrown down from above, hitting Murong Ting's nose with a soft "bang" and landing in front of him.
He fell silent when he saw the "Durex" logo on the box.
Lin Cheng, that guy, is probably really tired of living!
After the items were delivered from above, the glass window was immediately closed.
Seeing that he was stiff and the atmosphere was off, Kong Wange asked from behind, "What was that that just fell down?"
Murong Ting lifted his foot and stepped on the box: "It's nothing, just a portable waterproof plastic raincoat."
What the hell? You're insane!
Kong Wange ignored him, picked up the two pillows, and put them on the bedding.
Murong Ting took the opportunity to bend down, pick up the small box, and casually put it in his pocket.
The afternoon temperature was high, and the bright sunlight was streaming down from the glass canopy overhead, making the entire storage room feel dry and humid.
Before long, Kong Wange felt a surge of heat rising to her head.
She tore off a piece of cardboard to fan herself, and looked at the man opposite her, who was as stiff as a wooden stake: "Does this room have air conditioning? The sunlight is too strong."
"Let me look for it." Murong Ting was also irritated by the heat.
He got up and turned around.
Kong Wange was fanning herself when suddenly, a "boom" sound rang out.
She paused, then asked, "Did you turn on the air conditioner?"
Murong Ting walked over, his expression indescribable: "There's no air conditioning in this room."
What was that sound?
Murong Ting removed the box that was blocking the way and pointed towards the wall.
Kong Wange looked over and was immediately speechless with emotion.
Damn it, not only is there no air conditioning, but who was so inconsiderate as to install an outdoor air conditioning unit in the storage room?!
The outdoor unit is now on, which means someone in another room has turned on the air conditioner and is blowing cold air, while here, hot air is continuously coming out of the outdoor unit.
Kong Wange was about to collapse: "Your bedroom has glass skylights? It must be so hot! It's not even summer yet, what kind of air conditioning are you using? And who installs their air conditioner outdoor unit indoors?"
Murong Ting's expression wasn't much better: "This storage room was built later. Who would have thought something like this would happen? Such a treacherous trick must have been the idea of that brat Murong Chen!"
Kong Wange felt even hotter, and while fanning herself, she said dejectedly, "What do you mean? Are you saying that Xiao Chen is deliberately using the air conditioner?"
Murong Ting silently acquiesced.
Kong Wange sighed. Giving birth to such a fine son filled her with mixed feelings.
The outdoor unit of the air conditioner was making a loud noise.
Before long, Kong Wange's face turned rosy.
Murong Ting was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt and was already drenched in sweat.
He was naturally resistant to cold but not to heat, and finally couldn't take it anymore, so he gritted his teeth and took off his shirt.
With his broad back, narrow waist, and eight-pack abs, he was unexpectedly and completely revealed to Kong Wange.
Kong Wange instantly became alert. Looking at the bedding on the floor, she immediately moved aside and stammered, "Why...why are you taking off your clothes?"
Murong Ting glanced at her sideways: "Hot? Aren't you hot? What are you pretending for? You're getting off easy."
Kong Wange: "..."
The room was already hot, and when Murong Ting took off his clothes, it inexplicably made her cheeks feel even hotter.
She abruptly looked away and stood up, scanning the small storage room: "Is there only one window in this room, located at the top?"
Murong Ting followed her gaze and looked up, then hummed in response.
"Let's reopen the windows and let some fresh air in; that should help," Kong Wange said.
Murong Ting looked up and sneered, "I'm 1.9 meters tall, not 2.9 meters. What are you dreaming about? Who can reach someone that tall?"
"What about the two of us combined?" Kong Wange asked tentatively.
Murong Ting choked up.
Kong Wange continued, "Let's cooperate."
Murong Ting paused for a moment: "How do we cooperate?"
Kong Wange pointed at him, then at the broom beside her: "You, hold me, and I'll use the broom to open the skylight."
Upon hearing this, Murong Ting immediately scoffed, "You couldn't resist? You really know how to dream big, wanting me to hold you?!"
Kong Wange nodded, as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "I can't be the one carrying you, can I? You're giving me too much credit for your 200-pound weight."
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