I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

Holding Zhang Mengyao in his arms and feeling her figure, Lin Xian couldn't help but be speechless inwardly.

I go!

It really is real!

The size of the bear was even more exaggerated than he had imagined.

Among the women I know, she has the highest body score, even Zhuang Tong can't match it.

After feeling it, Lin Xian couldn't help asking in her ear: "Zhang Mengyao, what size do you wear?"

"satyr!"

Zhang Mengyao blushed pretty, and after breaking free from his embrace, she glared at him to hide her shyness.

After all, she is still a young girl, even if her psychological quality is very good, she still can't help this kind of teasing.

Zhang Mengyao glanced at Zhuang Tong, and said softly, "Lin Xian, I...I'm going back to school!"

If she stayed tonight and Lin Xian made a request, she probably wouldn't be able to refuse.

But she didn't want to hand over her first time in such a hasty way.

What's more, there are other women in this house.

Although I don't hate Zhuang Tong, I still feel a little nervous.

Seeing this, Lin Xian smiled slightly, understood what she meant, pulled her back and said softly, "Don't go back, you can sleep with Zhuang Tong tonight, I'll go to the guest room."

"All right!"

After a little hesitation, Zhang Mengyao nodded in agreement.

Lin Xian's thoughtful gesture warmed her heart.

In fact, she doesn't want to go back either. She has just broken through the shackles of her mind. She can't wait to be with Lin Xianni all the time. Even if she doesn't do anything, just looking at each other quietly, she can spend the whole day happily .

A girl in love is so innocent...and easy to deceive!

Innocent!

Do you think it will be fine if you sleep with Zhuang Tong?

Zhuang Tong is his little lover, will you keep the door open for him at night?

"Honey, I'm going to cook!"

At this moment, Zhuang Tong glanced at the sky outside the window and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

"I'm going to help too!"

Seeing this, Zhang Mengyao followed into the kitchen.

Lin Xian lay on the sofa, listening to the two women whispering in the kitchen, he couldn't help showing a smile.

It feels so good to be a scumbag!

So, personality is very important.

Focus!

Dinner was still home-cooked dishes, Zhuang Tong and Zhang Mengyao each made two dishes.

After eating, the three of them sat on the sofa, Lin Xian hugged one of them, watched TV and chatted, not to mention how comfortable it was.

Time passed quickly.

eleven o'clock.

Lin Xian stood up and said with a smile, "It's getting late, go to bed early!"

After finishing speaking, he quietly blinked at Zhuang Tong, then turned and walked towards the guest room.

At this moment, Zhang Mengyao suddenly pulled him back, and said, "I thought about it, and I think it's better for me to sleep in the guest room!"

Lin Xian was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little pained.

This is so...

It's totally different from what you expected!

Seeing his expression, Zhang Mengyao smiled triumphantly and said, "Humph! You think I don't know because of your little thoughts?"

"Good night!"

Waving his hand, Zhang Mengyao quickly walked into the guest room and locked the door behind him.

In the living room, after Lin Xian and Zhuang Tong looked at each other, Zhuang Tong gave him a look of helplessness, and turned back to the bedroom to take care of his facial skin.

If the door of this room is locked from the inside, it cannot be opened with a key from the outside.

I don't know who invented this door lock, how boring!

Lin Xian sighed, washed up, and returned to the bedroom.

early morning.

eight o'clock.

When he finished his morning run and returned home with breakfast, Zhang Mengyao and Zhuang Tong still didn't get up.

Back in the bedroom, with his wallet and car keys, Lin Xian squeezed Zhuang Tong's little face, and said softly, "Honey, breakfast is ready, I'm going to Shanghai!"

"Go!"

Zhuang Tong's eyes didn't open, and he looked back a little bit in a daze.

Lin Xian stopped disturbing her sleep, pecked her pretty face, and went out.

From Jinling to Shanghai, it is more than 300 kilometers away.

Fortunately, the speed of the Ferrari was fast enough, coupled with the master-level driving skills under the blessing of skills, it was less than half past ten when Lin Xian arrived in Shanghai.

First, he made a phone call and booked a table of French dinner at the Shangri-La Hotel, after which Lin Xian walked towards old man Zuo's suit shop.

Under the plaque of Zuo Ji's suit, the old man Zuo sat there as usual, playing chess with several old men.

Seeing Lin Xian approaching, the old man Zuo immediately waved to him enthusiastically, and shouted: "Lin Xian, come quickly, come with me for the next round!"

"Didn't you mean to try on a suit? I have something to do after a while!" Lin Xian raised his eyebrows.

Yan Xiaoman is very busy now, and there is only some time at noon, he still wants to try on a suit, so he goes to school to pick up Yan Xiaoman, how can he have time to play chess...

The old man Zuo said relentlessly: "It's just one dish, it won't waste much time!"

Seeing his high interest, Lin Xian had no choice but to nod his head and said, "Okay, let's play the game then!"

After sitting down, the two set up the chess game, and the old man Zuo smiled and said: "Old rules, let me play!"

"OK!"

Lin Xian nodded and picked up a cannon.

Three minutes later...

"General!"

The old man on the left is flying like an elephant.

"Again!"

Finish!

When a first-level chess player plays chess with an amateur at seven or eight dans, isn't that just hanging up and beating around?

The reason why the game was indistinguishable last time was because Lin Xian deliberately let him go.

In a hurry today, he was too lazy to grind, so he fired at full power and showed his true level.

The old man Zuo looked at the chess game and raised his eyebrows: "You boy, did you let me do it on purpose last time?"

Lin Xian said nonsense: "Impossible! I think it's Mr. Zuo that your chess skills have regressed."

"Really?"

The old man Zuo touched his head, doubtful.

He always felt that Lin Xian was teasing him!

"Of course, chess is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will fall back. If you play chess with people lower than yourself every day, of course you will fall back!" Lin Xian explained earnestly.

"Makes sense!"

Hearing this, Old Man Zuo nodded his head deeply.

But the old men who were standing aside watching the chess game quit, and began to denounce them one after another.

"Old Zuo 1.9, I play chess with you every day, do you still dislike me?"

"Old Zuo, don't be a son of man!"

"My skills are bad, and you blame us?"

"Why don't you let me tell you about your poor chess skills?"

The old man Zuo sneered, stood up and led Lin Xian into the suit shop.

Seeing the two leaving, two old men immediately sat down and continued to play chess.

They have been neighbors for decades, how could they be angry because of these words.

It is said to be trying on a suit, but it is actually a few pieces of rags, hanging on the body like the nine-pocket elders of the beggar gang.

After the trial, Lin Xian looked at the suits hanging on the wall of the shop, and asked, "Old Zuo, do you sell finished suits?"

"You want to buy?"

The old man Zuo wrote and drew pictures in the small notebook, and said without raising his head. .