Oh, dear! Fish me again

Chapter 146 Tangyuan

In the north in early summer, the weather is not hot, which is the most comfortable season in the old city.

Even at night, the wind never stops.

Most of it is blocked by dense and lush Sophora japonica and Fraxinus chinensis, allowing only the most gentle part to pass through, and then scattered on the floor tiles and walls that have been busy all day, adding a sense of soothing.

Tang Shu walked all the way home in Ning Hao's arms.

As soon as they entered the room and turned on the lights, the two people who hadn't seen each other for a long time started to feel shy.

Ning Hao touched his nose and cleared his throat.

"I'll go change the sheets..."

Tang Shu sat down on the sofa at the door of the bedroom and nodded obediently.

"Okay."

The doors, windows and walls of the old house were not very soundproof. At this moment, a group of drunken hooligans were passing by on the street outside the door.

One of them seemed to have been heartbroken and had drunk too much to drown his sorrows, and he shouted at the top of his voice,

"Jingjing! I really love you! Why! Why! "

The originally quiet street was thrown into chaos by his shouting.

Not far away, upstairs, an old lady opened the window and cursed.

"Go home! If you keep yelling, I'll rip off all three of your legs!"

The gangster refused to accept the result and started to curse at the old lady in the street.

Tang Shu listened to the noise outside and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

It has been a long time since I last returned to the old town, and it has been a long time since I smelled such a strong atmosphere of life.

...

In the bedroom, Ning Hao skillfully changed the bed sheets and quilt covers.

I accidentally glanced outside the door and was stunned.

He looked at Tang Shu, who was sitting on the sofa, immersed in the fun and smiling from the bottom of her heart. The love and happiness in his heart almost made him breathless.

Ning Hao had never read any books and didn't understand any philosophical principles.

He felt that Tang Shu, a girl who was more beautiful than a star, would actually sit in his house and in his arms. Just thinking about it made him feel that this life was worth it.

And look at her! How can she be so well behaved! She is so happy to hear people swearing on the street outside, and her smile is so innocent!

She really likes this place, and she really doesn't dislike herself for being born in this place.

Damn, I really love it.

The house had not been occupied for over a month, but Chestnut Head often came to clean it, so it wasn't dirty.

Ning Hao looked around and still felt that it wouldn't work.

Although I can't give her the best, at least I won't dirty the soles of her beautiful high heels.

The man strode to the bathroom, wet the mop, and carefully mopped the floor.

*

After mopping the floor quickly, the hot-blooded man began to sweat.

The quarrel in the street had ended and the house became quiet.

"cough,"

Ning Hao leaned against the bathroom door, feeling hot, and took off the black vest that was in the way.

"Little Tangsu, I'll give you one more chance. If you say you want to leave now, I'll send you off."

"When my brother takes a bath, he won't put on his clothes again."

Tang Shu stood up from the sofa, her eyes glued to him.

Shaking his head frankly,

"Ning Hao, I won't leave, but..."

She looked at him aggrievedly, lifted the hem of her shirt, and pointed at her belly to show him.

"But Ning Hao, I'm so hungry, my stomach is flat..."

Ning Hao's eyes darkened and he was about to go crazy.

*

Twenty-two-year-old Tang Shu is the most exquisite masterpiece of the Creator.

The small waist was so white that it could not be held in the hand, and the skin texture was visibly smooth to the naked eye.

Such a thin curve, after passing through the cute belly button, becomes rounded downwards with an amazing arc. Although it cannot be seen, it can't help but arouse people's imagination.

After all, Ning Hao was born a gangster and had the opportunity to watch countless romantic love movies from the ghost country, but he roughly reviewed them in his mind and could not remember any heroine whose waist could compare with Tang Shu's.

"Didn't you have dinner?" He forced his eyes away.

Tang Shu nodded and licked her lips.

"Overslept..."

If it were daytime, Ning Hao would also prepare a banquet for her.

It was the middle of the night and he was worried that Tang Shu was starving, so he walked over and opened the refrigerator, just in case Jun'er bought some food and put it in there.

Sure enough, I found several packages of dumplings in the freezer. They were unopened and had new dates.

"How about some glutinous rice balls? Eat them first, I'll ask someone to bring some food over later."

Tang Shu nodded and shook her head.

"Ning Hao, glutinous rice balls are enough."

How can there be such an easy-to-feed fairy?

Ning Hao recalled that when he first met Tang Shu a few years ago, she treated him to a bowl of stewed pork on the street for five yuan.

Ah, I love her so much, I love her so much...

"Got it, it will be fine soon."

The man, who was madly confessing his love in his heart, looked nonchalant and took a bag of dumplings into the kitchen.

*

The wolf-like man stood shirtless in the small kitchen, skillfully scrubbing the pot, boiling water, and taking out bowls and spoons to wash.

Tang Shu walked to the kitchen door to see him busy, and praised him softly.

"Brother Ning Hao, you are so sexy when you cook."

The man took a deep breath, tilted his head back and closed his eyes.

Silly sister, you don't even know what's going on in your brother's mind! How dare you praise him!

Forget it, calm down, calm down!

Ning Hao! You're almost 25, you can't be so impatient like a fool!

Fortunately, a bowl of glutinous rice balls was cooked quickly, and I finally didn’t have to endure the seductive gaze of my lover anymore.

Tang Shu sat obediently at the table, holding the bowl with her left hand, holding the spoon with her right hand, and put a white and plump glutinous rice ball into her mouth.

"Well!"

He was scalded, but couldn't bear to spit it out, so he covered his mouth with his hands, and his eyes immediately misted over.

Looks so cute.

Ning Hao sat down next to her and immediately took the bowl over. He helped her cool it down while stirring it, and joked with a smile.

"Did you burn your tongue?"

Tang Shu stuck out her tongue for him to see, and tearfully scolded him for saying such sarcastic things without any feeling.

....It's really tiring.

Ning Hao lowered his head, continued blowing the glutinous rice balls for a while, and put them back in front of Tang Shu.

"Take your time to eat. I'm going to take a shower."

Escape from the table.

*

Ning Hao washed quickly and when he came out Tang Shu had just finished a bowl of dumplings.

The unbelievably well-behaved little fairy stood up and wanted to take the bowl back to the kitchen.

The man walked over and grabbed it.

"My lady, you don't have to do this kind of thing yourself."

Tang Shu then turned around to look at him, her eyes suddenly widened.

How could I forget that this man has the habit of not wearing clothes after taking a shower.

But he was really open-minded. A man who grew up in the city, he was used to being free and easy. He lived alone for many years and did not realize that his behavior was out of the ordinary.

Tang Shu didn't remind her. She left the dining table and leaned silently against the bedroom door frame, watching without blinking.

He has a crew cut close to his scalp, a full and round head shape, a thin face, and clear cervical spinous processes behind his long neck.

Then, the strong muscle lines flowed down smoothly, and every curve was full of youthful power. Even the scars of varying sizes on the body looked good.

Ning Hao came out of the kitchen and was stunned by Tang Shu's overly focused gaze.

He was rarely shy, so he picked up the vest he had just taken off and held it in front of him.

He walked over, stopped at the bedroom door frame, and looked down at Tang Shu.

Tang Shu's gaze stopped at the scars on his left arm and chest. It was a continuous knife wound. The last time they separated was because of this wound.

She touched him gently with heartache,

"Ning Hao, does the wound still hurt?"

"I'm fine now. It's just a minor injury."

Tang Shu looked up into his eyes and finally asked the question they had been avoiding.

"You come back...Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Ah,"

Ning Hao slowly lowered his head, resting his forehead on hers, and gently stroked her cheek and neck with his right hand.

"Little Tangsu, I'm a worthless person. If I can die for you, that would be the best outcome."

Finally I could kiss her.

He leaned against the door frame and kissed her fiercely.

*

The single bed had been changed to clean blue sheets that smelled faintly of soap.

Tang Shu was carried and thrown up.

"I...I haven't showered yet..."

"No need to wash, my dear, you don't even know how fragrant you are."

Ning Hao immediately approached her, knelt beside her, and looked down at her.

At this angle, Tang Shu was so scared that she closed her eyes.

"Ning Hao! You look so fierce and scary..."

"Don't be afraid, what if you like it?"

"What do you mean, has there been other girls who liked you before?"

"No, ancestor....We are serious gangsters..."

"You have no shame..."

"Haha, why are you so good..."

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