'Don't, don't, don't! Uncle, I was wrong, isn't it enough that I admit my mistake? I was just joking with you, really, there's no man, honest! Don't send someone over in a big fuss, I'm not wearing any clothes, they all ran away as soon as they came in.' Wen Ling pleaded and coquettishly said.
Let's bet once. Just say you're not wearing clothes, let's see if Uncle Hao will send his subordinates?
Sure enough, it immediately became quiet on the other end, and after a long while, a helpless curse came through, 'Shit! You're doing it again, aren't you wearing pajamas like yesterday?'
'Hehe, yeah, it's too hot in the room.'
As soon as Bai Haonan heard about the heat, he subconsciously said, 'Hmm, when I get back, I'll arrange to have air conditioners with both heating and cooling installed for you, so it won't be cold in winter...' Then he suddenly realized, that's not right! This is Wen Ling's deliberate attempt to divert the topic!
He roared again, 'I wasn't finished talking! Don't mess with me! The man, the man in your room...'
Wen Ling stuck out her tongue, Uncle Hao is so smart, he actually wasn't sidetracked by her.
'Oh, please, Uncle Hao, don't be angry, really, there's nothing going on, I just made it up to tease you...'
'Do you swear?'
'I swear, I swear, I swear then. Don't be angry, okay?'
It was just like an ancient concubine without dignity, almost wishing to kneel down and beg him. It was only after Wen Ling finished speaking that she remembered, hey? Why should she apologize, make amends, and beg Bai Haonan? What is he to her? He's not even her husband! Not even a boyfriend!
She puffed out her cheeks, 'Hey! I'm telling you, Uncle! I just realized, why should I apologize to you? Are you my boyfriend? Even if there is a man in my room, it's none of your business, right? I do have a man! I'm even hugging a man and doing... doing that! What's it to you?'
She acted like a slave turning into a master.
Bai Haonan was stunned for a moment, and actually laughed angrily.
Wen Ling, I like you...
He almost blurted out these words.
'Girl...'
'What is it?'
'Girl...' His voice was so deep, hoarse, intoxicated like alcohol, it made one's heart itch.
'What duck head, even goose head!'
Bai Haonan took a deep breath, speaking slightly nervously, 'Girl...'
'Hmm...' Uncle Hao, when will you stop calling me girl?
'I'll only say it once...'
'Yeah?'
'I miss you...'
'Ah?' Wen Ling's eyes widened, her heart beating fiercely.
The two of them didn't speak for a long time, only the sound of each other's breathing remained.
Wen Ling was made uneasy by the strange silence, feeling as if she was drowning.
Bai Haonan took a breath, pretending to be relaxed and teasing, 'Alright, you should go to sleep now. I'll be back tomorrow afternoon, remember, give me all your time tomorrow night.'
'Uh... I'm telling you...'
'Goodnight, sweet dreams.'
Bang!
Bai Haonan hung up the phone, staying put for a long time, his heart racing.
He told her he missed her, would she laugh at him?
Thinking about seeing her tomorrow night, he really couldn't wait, feeling an urgent longing to return.
Wen Ling was completely dumbfounded.
Her big watery eyes wide open, her mouth forming an O shape.
The words of the perverted uncle were still echoing.
Give me all your time tomorrow night... all to me... to me... to me...
'Ah! No way? Sob, this big bad guy, isn't he telling me that he wants to... you know, with me tomorrow night? Oh my God! A whole night to him? Am I going to be exhausted?'
Wen Ling clutched at her hair, wailing, then blinked, 'Eh? On what grounds does he act so arrogantly and domineering? Oh, he says... you know, does that mean I have to cooperate with him... you know?' Then she pouted, thinking of another key point, 'Sob, if he uses force, I definitely can't resist him... Oh my, a whole night, does it really mean non-stop... you know... Sob... I don't want to live...'
Bang!
A pillow hit Wen Ling, knocking her sideways.
Su Ou rubbed her eyes, holding Xiaomi Li, scolding her, 'Little vixen, what are you babbling about in the middle of the night, there's no man, are you moaning in your sleep? Hurry up and go to sleep!!!'
She had a nightmare all night.
Wen Ling was only wearing a strapless nightgown, running barefoot in front.
And behind her, was Bai Haonan, the pervert uncle, wearing only his underwear.
'Stay! Don't run!'
The perverted madman Bai Haonan shouted from behind.
Not run?
Even in dreams, one can scheme, do you think you're at the mercy of fate when you dream?
'I have to run! I don't want to... you know, with you!' Wen Ling felt like she was running so fast, the thin nightgown on her body almost shredded by the wind.
'Why not with me? Can't I satisfy you?'
Uncle Hao questioned while chasing furiously.
Wen Ling was out of breath, but still didn't forget to retort, 'It's because you're too powerful! Every time you make me feel like my whole body is falling apart, my legs are sore, I'm scared of you, can't I just hide?'
Suddenly, Bai Haonan, as if riding Nezha's Wind-Fire Wheels, circled around in a second and pinned Wen Ling down amidst the lush green leaves.
He roared angrily, 'The more I tell you to stop, the faster you run! You're forcing me to use force!'
Force?
No way...
Wen Ling shook her head and screamed, but saw Uncle Hao transform into a huge monster, his lower region, like blowing up, getting bigger bit by bit.
Wen Ling covered her mouth, shouting, 'Stop inflating, it's bigger than a baseball bat!'
Uncle Hao showed his teeth in a nasty smile, 'Let's see if you can still run!'
Su Ou, with foam on her mouth, pushed Wen Ling.
This silly girl, tightly hugging a big pillow, swaying her body, frowning.
'Cool boiled water! Get up, cool boiled water! You brat! Are you pretending to be dumb? It's your turn to make breakfast today, don't try to slack off.'
Wen Ling suddenly screamed in terror, 'Ah! So big, so big! Stop it... stop it...'
Big?
Wiping the foam off her mouth, Su Ou teased Wen Ling with a lewd look, 'Girl, the "big" you're talking about, what do you mean by big? Hmm?'
Wen Ling rubbed her nose.
Of course, it's Uncle Hao's thing that got big, almost scaring her to death.
But when she opened her eyes and met Su Ou's shiny lewd eyes, she suddenly woke up, tongue-tied, 'Did I... did I say anything in my sleep?'
'Yes! Of course, you did!' Su Ou teased Wen Ling, 'Tsk tsk tsk, the things you said, honestly, I'm too embarrassed to repeat...'
Thud... Wen Ling's face turned red with guilt, her fingers twisting together, as ambiguous as it gets.
Su Ou pursed her lips, 'Hey, don't make that face, as if you've eaten a handsome guy's chicken, all lewd. You just said, you pushed the handsome guy down on the bed, you pounced on him, and you shouted: Handsome guy, take off your clothes quickly!'
Wen Ling suddenly raised her head, eyes wide open, mouth rounded, blurting out, 'Absolutely not possible!'
'Eh? It was my two ears that heard it, you did say that! You're done for, cool boiled water, a corrupt lewd woman.'
Wen Ling frowned, retorted righteously, 'Not at all! I would never say that! Auntie, don't slander me. It was Uncle Hao who chased me for it, I said don't come again, so big, can I still live? I would never say such lewd things, those lewd words were all said by Uncle Hao...'
Su Ou gasped.
Wen Ling foolishly mumbled, and after a long time, she reacted, covering her mouth with her hand, looking at Su Ou in horror.
The two women, staring at each other with wide eyes.
Five seconds later, Su Ou threw the towel she was holding like a broom fiercely at Wen Ling, scolding her, 'Cool boiled water! You actually had such a disgraceful wet dream! I bet you must have had a nocturnal emission!'
Wen Ling scratched her head, poking Su Ou, 'Big sister, auntie, grandma! What you just said, that... that nocturnal emission... it seems I can't do that, huh? That's a guy's function...'
Ding ding ding... Knocking on the door.
The two women looked towards the source of the sound together.
The door was open, and a tall figure was standing in the living room.
'Hehe, why is it that every time I can hear you two women talking about some edge topics that normal women wouldn't discuss? I'm embarrassed to listen... Cough cough, is it because you two are too avant-garde and open, or am I too OUT and conservative?'
A gentleman's lazy voice, as comfortable as coffee with milk, whispered indistinctly, magnetic, elastic.
Huh——!
Su Ou thought to herself:
God, please let me faint gloriously...
Her 'Iori Yagami'... How could she let him see her fierce and rough side? Wah wah wah, I regret it so much!
Wen Ling blinked, exclaiming in surprise, 'Mr. Cheng?'
Lian Kang flicked his light red slanted bangs that covered half his face, laughing and crying, 'A sleep, and you've changed your address? Didn't you call me Brother Cheng before?'
'Oh, Brother Cheng. Why are you here so early in our house? Is there an emergency?'
Wen Ling sized up Lian Kang's attire, a European-style slim-fit casual tailcoat, improved with this year's fashion trends, making him look very fashionable and high-end.
'It's nothing...'
'Wait! Brother Cheng, how did you get in?'
Su Ou was also astonished.
Yeah, the door was locked from the inside, she didn't go to open the door, so how could Mr. Lian Kang stand in the room so calmly and effortlessly?
The two women looked at Lian Kang's hands together... Doesn't he have some kind of master key?
Lian Kang spread his hands, 'What do you mean how I got in? Clearly you didn't lock the door, it was open a crack, I just pushed it open...'
Didn't lock the door?!
Su Ou inhaled, hitting Wen Ling's head with her fist, scolding her, 'Cool boiled water! Did you carelessly forget to lock the door last night? You careless thing!'
Cough cough cough!
'Eight God' coughed to signal, and Su Ou's fierce punch suddenly turned into a gentle willow branch, gently stroking Wen Ling's head, gritting her teeth and smiling nastily, 'My dear, if you dare not lock the door again, I'll explode your head!'
Lian Kang pursed his lips and chuckled, resting his arm on the door frame of Wen Ling's bedroom, saying with a twist of his mouth, 'I also like the pattern of your nightgown, very cute.'
Wen Ling squinted and smiled, 'Hehe, right? My taste isn't bad, huh...'
Nightgown, nightgown, nightgown... nightgown!!!
Ah ah ah...
Wen Ling screamed again, this time really diving into the quilt like a turtle retreating into its shell.
Oh my God, her fragrant shoulders and fair skin were seen by Mr. Cheng! Such a loss, such a loss!
You see, her nightgown was made of very poor quality, worse than paper, terrifyingly thin!