Rebirth, I really tried to refuse

Chapter 258 What does it mean (please subscribe)

Author: a writing brush

Chapter 258 What does it mean (please subscribe)

Then Zhang Yiling was stunned for a few seconds, and then kicked Xu Xinghe, and with a pop, Xu Xinghe fell to the ground.

There happened to be a trash can next to the sofa. Xu Xinghe fell from the sofa and landed on the trash can.

"Ouch."

Xu Xinghe was over as soon as he thought about it, his clothes were dirty again!

Is this what happens every day?

Zhang Yiling was also startled. She sat up from the sofa, her feet firmly on the floor. She took a few steps to Xu Xinghe and stretched out her hand to pull him up.

This is the difference between Sister Zhang and Lin Yingchun. She looked at Xu Xinghe in panic, "Are you okay?"

Xu Xinghe glanced at her angrily: "What do you think!"

Sister Zhang, she didn’t hide her temper to keep you guessing. When she saw Xu Xinghe sitting up again, she patted him on the back, curled her lips and said, "Who told you to forget my birthday?"

Xu Xinghe said nothing.

Zhang Yiling continued: "I was at someone else's house when I made the call."

Xu Xinghe looked at her helplessly, then rubbed his butt miserably and said, "It hurts."

"I should just throw you to death!" Zhang Yiling saw that Xu Xinghe was okay and rolled her eyes at him again.

Xu Xinghe carefully pulled her, "Are you really angry?"

Zhang Yiling waved her hand away and glared angrily: "What do you think?"

Xu Xinghe’s apology.

"It's too late. Not today, at least these days, don't expect me to give you a good look! Well, don't hit me either!" Sister Zhang opened his hand again.

This is the difference between Sister Zhang and Lin Yingchun. Their anger is justified and open, leaving Xu Xinghe with nothing to say. It's his fault.

After a long time of apologizing to no avail.

It's past eight o'clock.

It had already turned completely dark.

Xu Xinghe said: "I'll go up and look at the clothes."

I just threw the trash can and my clothes are dirty again.

Sister Zhang was very principled and said she was angry, so she got angry without looking at him and said humbly: "Upstairs on the balcony."

"Okay." Xu Xinghe went upstairs and walked to the second floor of the duplex.

It still looked luxurious and spacious. After taking a few glances, he found a large balcony extending out of the corridor. He opened the door and went out. He wiped his shirt and pants casually. They were all wet.

It's not just a little bit wet, but it's all wet, and it's not dry at all. Even if it's dehydrated, it's even harder to dry completely after just washing it. Xu Xinghe had to take off the clothes and walk down.

building.

"It's not done yet." Xu Xinghe said: "Where is the heater? I'll try it on top of the heater."

Sister Zhang pointed casually, and Xu Xinghe found the heater in the direction of her finger. He didn't dare to put it on directly. His clothes were made of very good materials and would definitely be burned, so he put them on a hook above the heater, and then

Continue to watch some unknown TV programs with Zhang Yiling.

It's nine o'clock.

Another hour passed.

The clothes were still the same, with no signs of drying at all.

Xu Xinghe also saw now that it was impossible to walk around in this outfit, "Sister Zhang, you really have no clothes here? Didn't I remember that I had them before? I can wear whatever I can, otherwise I

There's no way around this."

Zhang Yiling said that she was going to lose her temper for a few days. There was no point in Xu Xinghe staying here, so she decided to go back to school in the evening. There would be a double selection meeting tomorrow. She was delayed today, so she had to go there tomorrow.

Let’s go.

Zhang Yiling looked at his clothes and said, "Then you just stay here and wait for the clothes to be dried. You can leave when you finish. There are guest rooms on the first floor. You can stay there if you want. Then I won't care." After saying that, he got up, "

It's getting late, I'm going to rest." Then he went upstairs to brush his teeth and wash up, and really didn't care about Xu Xinghe anymore.

It was late at night, and Xu Xinghe was blinking his small eyes in the living room on the first floor of Sister Zhang's house. Except for the sound of the TV, there was no movement at all. Xu Xinghe was the only one left here.

He didn't know what to say, he was so angry that he was so angry

Such a heroic figure, Sister Zhang left happily. You just left and you didn’t care about your buddies? What do you mean by waiting for the clothes to dry? Looking at the wet look, then I have to wait until the middle of the night.

I'm just going to sit there like this all night? How about staying here? Is that appropriate?

You are really good at it.

At least you told me to find some clothes for me.

There are no clothes of mine at home. Xu Xinghe understood clearly that it was all nonsense. She just wanted to see herself wearing the pink pajamas she just took out!

Take revenge on me!

For several minutes, Xu Xinghe sat there confused.

After waiting for a while, I figured out that I would just leave her pajamas and rest for the night. The weather was getting bad now, so I would just do it tomorrow.

Guest room.

That room on the first floor.

Xu Xinghe has never stayed in a guest room at Sister Zhang's house, he has always slept with her.

Xu Xinghe opened the door and saw a big bed, a bookcase and a bedside table, and then there was nothing else. It was a guest room. It couldn't be too big. Xu Xinghe kicked off his slippers, got on the bed, and smelled the quilt.

Obviously no one has lived here yet, and the bedding and things are all brand new. They smell like they were before they left the factory. They probably haven't been aired or sun-dried. Hey, that's OK.

After curling up under the quilt, Xu Xinghe was about to go to sleep. In fact, the picture of Sister Zhang's plump figure also appeared in his mind. He especially felt that the brown tights she wore today looked particularly good, and he felt very itchy in his heart.

I really wanted to reach out and touch it, but there was no way. I was angry, and it was not easy for Xu Xinghe to make mistakes, eh.

Don't think about it anymore.

Xu Xinghe turned over and interrupted his random thoughts. With some alcohol, he wanted to go to bed quickly. Then he would leave early tomorrow. He still had to go to the scene, otherwise he would waste the opportunity of the double selection competition that he had fought for.

five minutes...

Ten minutes...

Sometimes the more I want to sleep, the more I can't fall asleep.

Sometimes the more tired you are, the harder it is to sleep.

Xu Xinghe rolled over and over on the bed, facing left, lying flat, and facing right, but he couldn't fall asleep, which made him helpless.

Ring ring ring!

In the darkness, the phone rang rapidly!

Xu Xinghe was startled. He took it over and took a look. He was stunned again. It was Sister Zhang calling. He picked up the call and said, "Sister Zhang, what's wrong?"

Zhang Yiling said calmly: "Where is it?"

Xu Xinghe said, "Where's your home? The guest room on the first floor."

"Aren't you leaving?" Sister Zhang's tone seemed more impatient than usual.

"No." Xu Xinghe said: "The clothes can't be dried. How can I go out? And it's so late that I can hardly drive. I'll stay with you for the night. I'll get up early tomorrow morning and go back to school. You

I finally stopped disturbing you after two days of rest. When I left, I closed the door for you and stopped calling you, right?"

Zhang Yiling hummed, "That's best."

Xu Xinghe said: "Then I'm going to sleep. Do you have anything else to do?"

The voice over there paused, and then said openly: "You haven't fallen asleep yet, have you? Well, then help me get up from the pillow downstairs. The pillow here is too soft and I don't like it. I want the kind with buckwheat skin."

Pillows, those are the ones in the guest rooms downstairs, give me one, I'm too lazy to go downstairs."

Get a pillow!

You don’t have any pillows upstairs!

"Ah?" Xu Xinghe was speechless.

Zhang Yiling said: "That's it."

The phone was disconnected one after another.

Xu Xinghe yelled, "Damn it, I have to give you a pillow so late at night? You're used to asking me around, but when you think about it carefully, Xu Xinghe's heart suddenly jumped twice. It's such a dark day, let me give it to you."

Pillow? Go to your bedroom? Khan, there is something behind this, right? Is it hinting to me? Xu Xinghe's mind was moving very quickly.

Send it up for a look first?

Xu Xinghe didn't say anything, put on his slippers and got out of bed. He didn't go to another guest room to get a pillow. He just hugged his pillow in his arms, then opened the door and entered the living room without turning on the light.

I climbed the stairs in the dark, kicked, kicked, kicked, and reached the second floor.

The master bedroom is on the left.

Xu Xinghe turned around and came to Xu Xinghe's bedroom door. Since he had just made a phone call, Xu Xinghe naturally didn't knock on the door. He opened the door with a twist.

There is still enough moonlight.

Inside, Sister Zhang was lying on the quilt. From her arms exposed outside the quilt, she could see that Sister Zhang was wearing a pair of autumn clothes and long trousers, the kind with three layers of warmth, and the color was flesh-colored.

Xu Xinghe whispered: "I've got the pillow."

Zhang Yiling said, "Put it on the bed."

"Yeah." Xu Xinghe put her on the bed sheet.

Zhang Yiling took it over, replaced it with his own pillow, and immediately lay down motionless, without speaking again.

The room was quiet, and there was no sound. This time, it was Xu Xinghe's turn to hesitate. Seeing that Sister Zhang didn't move after he had been standing for a long time, he thought to himself, "I'll go, what do you mean? You should give it to me."

What am I saying? Is it a hint or something? Does it ask me to go out or lie down?

In the dark night.

Zhang Yiling's boudoir.

Xu Xinghe was struggling with that alone. The door of the room closed automatically. There were only two people in the room, a man and a woman. Coupled with the faint moonlight shining in from the window, this situation was too familiar to him.

Sister Zhang and I are already an old married couple.

What's going on?

Lie down or walk?

Isn't she angry?

Let’s go? What if they are hinting that they sleep here?

Lie down? What if someone kicks himself again if his anger is not gone?

I don't want to mention Xu Xinghe's mood anymore. It's so complicated. My wife is lying defenseless in the bed, leaving Xu Xinghe making choices beside the bed. It's going to kill her.

The quilt pressing against Sister Zhang's chest rose and fell with each breath, and the unique faint fragrance of the mature woman's body in the room stimulated Xu Xinghe's brain all the time. He originally wanted to leave, because of this

This time I didn’t want to lose face, but I took two steps but never took one step forward.

Xu Xinghe decided to wait and see how Sister Zhang would react.

One second...

Ten seconds...

One minute...

Sister Zhang was still lying there motionless, her breathing rhythm was the same as when she was awake just now. It was obviously impossible for her to fall asleep so quickly, but she seemed to have no intention of paying attention to Xu Xinghe, and did not move at all.

Lying quietly under the quilt, it was so peaceful.

Seeing this, Xu Xinghe also made a decision, numb, no matter what, he was already angry anyway. If Sister Zhang kicks him again this time, he can't leave. He is a big man, even if he is kicked

He just pouts, if he succeeds, why don't he just forget about it? Sister Zhang, please coax her.

Xu Xinghe forced himself to figure out the key links, and his heart became firm.

In fact, I have been fighting with myself for a long time, and the result must have been there a long time ago. From the moment Xu Xinghe went upstairs with the pillow, he probably made a decision subconsciously. They were an old married couple, and he knew it too.

At this moment, Xu Xinghe estimated that no matter how bad his mood was today, he would not be able to make the decision to turn around and go downstairs. It was just a symbolic struggle.

Not leaving!

Love so and so!

Xu Xinghe turned around and walked to the door, once again confirmed that the door was closed, then walked to the window and tugged on it, tightening the curtains. Finally, he looked at Sister Zhang on the bed and took a breath.

, I was still a little nervous and uneasy today. I rubbed my hands before striding up.

, she quietly took off her slippers, then tugged on her own pink pajamas that Sister Zhang gave him, took off all her clothes, and threw them on a chair nearby. As for what else, Xu Xinghe’s own had already been washed.

It hasn’t been done yet, and Sister Zhang can’t give it to him today, so she hasn’t worn it at all.

It was like she was naked now. Then Xu Xinghe felt a burst of air-conditioning. The temperature in the middle of the night couldn't be said to be too warm. Xu Xinghe quickly stepped on the bed, Liu'er Liu'er lifted Sister Zhang's quilt and got in.

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Warmth.

The bed was hot.

Xu Xinghe was surrounded by warmth. He knew that it was Sister Zhang's body temperature that he had covered up, and smelled her body fragrance. There was also a comfortable expression on his face, and he was no longer as trembling as when he first took off his clothes.

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Then what?

What to do next?

Xu Xinghe blinked and looked to the side. Sister Zhang's back was to him, and she couldn't see Zhang Yiling's expression. Anyway, she just didn't move. She didn't know whether she was asleep or not. She hadn't just fallen asleep.

Sleeping. Just because it’s been a long time doesn’t mean you’re not sleeping now, he confirmed again.

After a few times, he raised his neck and looked at it several times, and finally tentatively stretched out his hand. The quilt was bulging due to Xu Xinghe's elbows. Xu Xinghe's hand went under the hot quilt, and the touch of the fabric was imprinted on it.

In the palm of my hand, it feels like Sister Zhang's waist, slippery.

"What are you touching blindly?"

But before he touched it a few times, Zhang Yiling suddenly moved. He turned over and sat up, lifted up the quilt and smoothed his long hair.

Xu Xinghe almost fainted and was speechless. What do you mean? Don't just leave? But this is your bedroom? Where are you going? Xu Xinghe didn't know what she meant when she suddenly sat up, thinking

Sister Zhang is angry and won't let her touch her?

Then why did she call and ask her to come up and deliver pillows?

"Sister Zhang?" Xu Xinghe asked as he lay there without getting out of bed without any clothes on.

Sister Zhang didn't even look at him. After combing her hair, she twisted her legs and got off the bed. She stepped on the slippers and strode to a cabinet, opened it, took out a drink from it, opened it and sat back down.

He got on the bed, and then sat there alone and drank.

(End of chapter)