Waiting for her father to leave, Lin Hua fell straight on the bed and covered her face, wondering how she would see anyone in the future.
His face has been completely lost.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Lin Hua collapsed and was about to cry.
He Zhiyu was thick-skinned, and now he acted like nothing was wrong, "Do you want some juice?"
Lin Hua turned over and buried her face in the quilt, "It's so embarrassing."
"Dad saw it, and he's not an outsider." He Zhiyu comforted him.
"It's just embarrassing. Why don't you close the door?"
He Zhiyu said calmly, "It's just touching your abdominal muscles to close the door. If the door is closed, Dad will be even more tempted."
Strange things came and went, but it was actually Lin Hua herself who shouldn't have brought up the subject of abdominal muscles and was really obsessed with lifting He Zhiyu's clothes.
Forget it, this life will pass quickly.
Nothing is too much to live with.
Even with this thought, Lin Hua still rolled on the bed without any image.
He Zhiyu sat in front of her desk and looked at several books on her desk, including medical professional books and random romance novels.
He Zhiyu flipped through a few pages, and Lin Hua slowly recovered from her humiliation.
Forget it, she is already dead and is not afraid of boiling water.
As soon as he looked up, he noticed that He Zhiyu was looking through his book.
He glanced at the book cover sideways and jumped up in the next second.
He jumped directly in front of He Zhiyu without even wearing shoes, reached out and took away the book in his hand.
"This is boring..."
He Zhiyu smiled and said, "I think it's quite interesting."
"Really boring."
He Zhiyu casually picked up another book on the table.
""Dr. Song, Are You In Love?" The title of the book is quite interesting."
Lin Hua reached out and came back to grab the book again, but this time He Zhiyu was already prepared, and Lin Hua snatched it twice without taking it away.
"Let me take a look, the author's introduction, the writing style of an uneducated novice, a lazy cancer patient, who doesn't want to write words every day, the story summary, marriage first, love later, living together, long-planned, childhood sweethearts." He Zhiyu picked up the key words and read.
Lin Hua just thought about how to snatch the book. She really couldn't read this one.
"This book has been used for a long time. Huahua likes this book very much?"
"No, my roommate got it..." Lin Hua argued.
He Zhiyu groaned, then turned a few pages, "Huahua still wrote so many words in someone else's book."
Lin Hua actually wanted to make a quibble, but because she was her own, there was no way to excuse herself.
He Zhiyu started reading again, "Ah ah ah, how can the male protagonist be so flirtatious?"
"I love this male protagonist so much. When can I have Song Chengyi? I'm so jealous."
"I will never marry anyone other than Song Chengyi in this life."
He Zhiyu flipped through a few more pages.
"Oh my God, my brother is so handsome! I want to marry him! I love my brother so much! No one is allowed to steal from me. Song Zeming is mine! Husband!"
The more He Zhiyu read a word, the more Lin Hua wanted to pinch herself.
Lin Hua, you are shameless, you just read books, why are you writing this?
It's okay now. I'll die directly in front of my second uncle.
He Zhiyu smiled and said, "It turns out that it only takes a dozen chapters of a novel for a girl to fall in love with someone else? Isn't it possible that Song Chengyi would not marry her? Why did she fall in love with my brother again?"
Lin Hua laughed dryly.
Then he rushed over to grab the book in He Zhiyu's hand.
He Zhiyu backed away, and the two of them fell directly onto the bed.
Lin Hua lay on top of He Zhiyu, her only thought was to grab the book.
He Zhiyu put his arm around her waist. Just as he was lost in thought, the things in his hand were snatched away by Lin Hua.
Lin Hua breathed a sigh of relief after grabbing the book, and looked at He Zhiyu with some embarrassment.
Finally, I noticed something was wrong.
Why am I lying on my second uncle's body?
Their chests were touching, and their breathing was even intertwined.
As soon as Lin Hua lowered her eyes, she met He Zhiyu's eyes and swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva nervously.
"Second, uncle, I didn't mean it, do you believe it?"
He Zhiyu looked away, his eyes somewhat dark.
"I really didn't mean it." Lin Hua held He Zhiyu's side with both hands and was about to stand up. At this moment, another voice came from the door.
"Huahua, my son-in-law, it's time to go downstairs for dinner."
When the voice reached the door, the atmosphere was still so awkward.
This time, Father Lin was even more indifferent.
How old is your daughter? Why is she so anxious? Just now he took the initiative to lift people's clothes and smiled obscenely, and now he is lying on his body again, touching people with his hands.
I simply hate that iron cannot become steel! So disappointing.
Lin Hua started crying, "Dad, please listen to my explanation."
"It's dad's fault. You two are better off than just getting married. Why am I so ignorant?" Lin's father fell into deep self-blame. Of course, he was still reflecting on how he raised his daughter? Why aren't you reserved at all?
This time he turned around and left, closing the door behind him.
Lin Hua originally wanted to stand up, but now she completely fell on He Zhiyu.
Heaven! O earth! Just kill me! No one can be seen anymore!
He Zhiyu still held Lin Hua's back with one hand.
"Huahua." His voice was a little hoarse when he opened his mouth.
"Uuuuuu, second uncle, I can't stay in this house any longer."
He Zhiyu sighed, and then arched one leg.
He hugged her weakly and said, "It doesn't matter. I can embarrass you together. Someone is with you."
Lin Hua raised her neck and said, "Second uncle, do you know that you don't know how to comfort people at all? When you say that, I want to cry even more."
Lin Hua got up from him and entered the bathroom.
Turn on the tap water and keep splashing it on your face.
There is no smooth day, and every day is a new level of embarrassment for oneself.
Lin Hua never thought she could carry it like this.
No, no, she's going to become superstitious. She needs to find a temple to burn incense.
When the two of them went downstairs, Lin Hua quietly looked at her father's expression.
As a result, when they met his eyes, they immediately looked away in fear.
Ms. Sun Yin Sang didn't know, otherwise with her character, she would be shaking with laughter at this time.
Maybe I'm used to it, so unlucky.
Lin Hua can still comfort herself now.
Fortunately, it was Lao Lin who was bumped into, not her mother, or else.
It would be even more embarrassing, and even the seventh aunt and the eighth aunt might know that she was playing rogue to He Zhiyu.
Lin Hua could even imagine receiving a call from a relative at home one day.
Ask her when she will have the baby.
Just thinking about this scene makes Lin Hua's scalp go numb!
Fortunately, fortunately.
Lin Hua patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
The next second, Ms. Sun gave He Zhiyu a bowl of tonic soup, and said something meaningful, "Thank you for your hard work, Zhiyu. Drink more soup to replenish your body."
Lin Hua, "???"
Then Ms. Sun also looked at her and said, "Drink Huahua too."
The corners of Lin Hua's mouth twitched.
