At this time, Wang Qiang was reminiscing about the good time she and Yang Xue spent together in their room in the morning, and did not realize that someone was slowly approaching beside him.
But just when Yang Xue thought she was about to succeed in her terrifying plot, Wang Qiang suddenly moved. Seeing him turn around suddenly, the crossbow gun in his right hand was immediately raised, and the tip of the arrow was pointed directly at Yang Xue, who was posing in a weird shape.
The latter was immediately frightened by Wang Qiang's aiming move and froze on the spot, not daring to move.
"Yang...Yang Xue, why is it you? Your appearance is..." Through the moonlight, Wang Qiang recognized the appearance of the person coming.
At this time, Yang Xue was wearing a velvet pajamas with a bear print, and her shawl hair naturally fell down to her neck, like a waterfall. Coupled with the bright moonlight, it undoubtedly made her less glamorous during the day and more glamorous. So playful and cute respectively.
But her current form and behavior really confused Wang Qiang. She stretched out her hands and stuck out her tongue. This... this was clearly a complete zombie look.
"Oh, it's boring, it's boring!" Seeing that the plot failed, Yang Xue muttered, changed from his usual carefree attitude, shook his waist and shrugged and said coquettishly: "I originally wanted to scare you, but you found out, oh, it's boring. ! It’s boring! It’s really boring! I’m so careful, you must be too alert!”
Wang Qiang reluctantly put down the crossbow gun in his hand and scratched his head in embarrassment.
How could he be so alert? If Yang Xue's slightly plump shadow hadn't blocked his vision, his thoughts would still be immersed in the longing for beautiful memories: "Oh, actually no, it was your own shadow that exposed the target. !”
Wang Qiang tapped the wall with his finger, and Yang Xue looked at it. It was as if his body was magnified by a magnifying glass, and the whole body was reflected on the wall: "Humph, you are so lucky!"
After saying that, Yang Xue moved a bench next to Wang Qiang and sat down. He rubbed his arms unhelpfully and said aggrievedly: "Look, it's all you who caused this. I couldn't even lift my arms for a long time." I’m so sore, how are you going to compensate me?”
"Huh? Compensation?" Wang Qiang was slightly startled, but Wang Qiang didn't react for a long time.
What do you mean, little girl, you're so exhausted from putting on such a weird pose, and you're blaming me instead? Want compensation? This is really a bit too much...
Seeing Wang Qiang crying and looking a little at a loss, Yang Xue suppressed a smile and snorted coldly, pretending to be displeased: "Huh! What? You don't want to compensate, do you? I don't care if I don't pull you down. "
After saying that, he turned his head away, stopped talking to Wang Qiang, and crossed his legs to admire the moonlight outside the window.
Wang Qiang was very helpless about this.
I'm going! This little girl's temper is really unpredictable. She can change her attitude at any time. After thinking about it, Wang Qiang finally put on a smile to please and said: "Ah! Xiao Yang, I didn't say I wouldn't give it. It's not that I don't know. What kind of compensation do you want? Come on, tell me, what do you want?"
Turning around, Yang Xue glanced at Wang Qiang. Seeing that his attitude was quite sincere, she smiled slightly and said, "Well, that's pretty much it. As for compensation, I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I think about it later." You, you can’t go back on your word then!”
"OK, no problem! As long as it is within the scope of my ability, Wang Qiang, I will try my best to handle it." It sounded familiar to Wang Qiang, and he felt more and more that this passage was so similar to the dialogue in a hot-blooded movie when someone repays a favor after receiving a favor.
After getting the answer she wanted, Yang Xue finally showed her face and smiled. She became more and more fond of teasing Wang Qiang and having fun.
"Oh, by the way, it's so late, why don't you go back and rest?"
"Why, I'm tired of having nothing to do. Are you going to drive me away now?"
"No! Where are you thinking? I'm worried that you don't get enough sleep!"
Seeing that Wang Qiang was really anxious, Yang Xue giggled: "Haha, I'll make it back."
Wang Qiang, who was stunned for 2 seconds and realized that he had been tricked, smiled helplessly, but he felt happy to see Yang Xue laughing happily.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, let's talk about you. You really opened my eyes today!"
"Ah?" Wang Qiang didn't quite understand what Yang Xue meant.
"That's right~ I usually see you as gentle and polite, but I didn't expect you to be so sharp when you scold people. Wow, I heard it clearly on the mobile phone. I think the people who came to the villa were driven crazy by you, haha !”
That’s so! Only then did Wang Qiang understand what Yang Xue meant by eye-opening.
However, Wang Qiang didn't feel that there was anything to be proud of. After all, scolding people was not something that could be done in public.
Unexpectedly, his scolding on the street was broadcast live. Needless to say, since Yang Xue knew about it, Wei Yang, Fangfang and others must also have heard about it.
Damn it, my own heroic citizen.
However, Yang Xue's so-called gentleness was beyond Wang Qiang's expectation. He couldn't help but blush and said shyly: "Haha, low-key, low-key!"
"Snapped!"
With a crisp sound of flint striking, a flame ignited quietly. Yang Xue lit a cigarette he took out and held it in his mouth.
"You really need to change this habit. I think you are still addicted to smoking, which is not good!"
Hearing this, Yang Xue turned around with a smirk and blew out smoke in Wang Qiang's face: "You are a little weird today!"
"Is there any? Where?" Wang Qiang subconsciously looked at himself up and down and found nothing wrong.
"I feel like you care about me today. Do you have any ideas?"
"No... no idea, what can I think of!" Wang Qiang hurriedly picked up the tea cup and poured it into his mouth without caring whether it was hot or not.
"After talking so much, I am also thirsty and want to drink. You don't know how to pour me a drink. Alas, you really don't know how to cherish the beauty. No wonder you have been single!"
Yang Xue took the opportunity to scold Wang Qiang. Wang Qiang had no choice but to hold up the tea cup, neither putting it down nor letting it go. In the end, he had no choice but to say helplessly: "I'll get you a cup."
"Why are you holding a cup? You already have one." Pointing to Wang Qiang's palm, Yang Xuedai raised her eyebrows.
"This? I drank it."
Why did Wang Qiang have the nerve to hand over the cup he drank from to the other party? After all, there are differences between men and women. In Wang Qiang's traditional consciousness, that would be equivalent to kissing the other party indirectly. Such a thing would never happen to the otaku Wang Qiang. Have the guts to do it.
"What are you afraid of? I don't want you to be dirty. You are really a woman, not a man at all. Bring it here!" After saying that, Yang Xue couldn't help but take the tea cup from Wang Qiang's hand domineeringly, and then took a sip without hesitation. After a while, he screamed in less than two seconds: "Wow, your mouth is an iron mouth. It's so hot. How did you drink it? I'm really impressed by you."
Wang Qiang stayed in place stupidly, making no other movements except giggling.
In the end, Yang Xue found it boring and stopped scolding her. She changed the subject and said, "Why don't you find a girlfriend when you are so old? The conditions are very high, right?"
"No!" Wang Qiang thought to himself that he just wanted to find a virtuous and kind-hearted wife and that would be enough. Could this be called high conditions?
"I don't have any female friends my age around me."
"Oh, that's it, then doesn't it happen now?"
"Huh? Who?"
"Well, what do you think? I would like to be your girlfriend. Are you willing?"
Just thinking that he heard wrongly, Wang Qiang felt that he was either hearing hallucinations or falling asleep. He subconsciously pinched his skin with the tips of his nails, and immediately felt a stinging pain.
Damn it, this is not a dream! I am awake! (To be continued.)
