Ye Xiaolang has extremely rich emotional experience, and it is precisely because of this rich emotional experience that she understands even more how valuable it is to meet a man like Qiao Yicheng.

The two have only known each other for a few months, but Ye Xiaolang has already taken Yi Cheng, who has never had any love experience, under his control, which shows his ability.

In the face of hormone-dominated love, all of Ye Xiaolang's shortcomings were covered up.

Yi Cheng is really attracted to Ye Xiaolang.

In the bathroom, water gushes out from the shower head and hits the floor, making a sizzling sound. Although there is a door across the door, the sound is still coming in clearly. He is sitting on the sofa, holding a book, but nothing happens.

It is in the ears of those who cannot see it.

Distractions in the mind are overwhelming, inner apes are running rampant in the body, thoughts are running wildly, and dry fire spontaneously ignites.

Although Yicheng is untouched, he is not that little kid who doesn't understand anything.

Although his eyes have been fixed on the book page in his hand, his mind has long been flying to nowhere.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the shower in the toilet suddenly stopped. Not long after, the people in the toilet were pulled away, and a woman wearing a bathrobe, tied with a belt, holding a towel in her hand and holding a head of wet hair walked towards the living room.

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"Yi Cheng! Where is your hair dryer?" Ye Xiaolang asked loudly while wiping his wet hair.

Yicheng hurriedly closed the book in his hand: "I'll get it for you!"

"No!" He handed the hair dryer to Ye Xiaolang, but Ye Xiaolang had no intention of taking it.

"My hands are wet, help me plug in the electricity!" Ye Xiaolang tilted his head and said, still wiping his hair with the towel on his hand.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yi Cheng's heart suddenly trembled.

"How about you help me blow dry my hair?" Yicheng plugged in the electricity, but Ye Xiaolang suddenly raised his head and looked at Yicheng and said.

Seeing that Yicheng was stunned, Ye Xiaolang smiled and said: "Forget it, I'll do it myself!"

Sitting back where I was just now, the sound of the hair dryer filled my ears, and Yi Cheng couldn't calm down.

His eyes seemed to be out of control, always looking in Ye Xiaolang's direction.

The hair dryer blew out hot air, and the roar of the motor seemed to be in my ears and in my heart.

There are more and more distracting thoughts in Yichen's mind, and there are so many threads in his head...

Ye Xiaolang looked at Yicheng who was distracted and looking towards him from time to time, but did not dare to look at him, and a smile appeared on his face.

That smile was very much like the smile that appears on a hunter's face when he sees his prey take the bait.

Unable to stay in the living room any longer, Yi Cheng hurriedly ran into the guest room, tidied up, made the bed and folded the quilt. When he came out, Ye Xiaolang finally had his hair done.

"The bed has been made. You can spend the night in the guest bedroom tonight!" I don't know whether it was because the bed was made just now or because the weather was too hot. Yicheng felt his mouth was dry and he hurried to the dining table and poured

I had a glass of cold water and poured it into my mouth without thinking.

After drinking three glasses of water in a row, I was able to suppress the confusing thoughts in my heart.

It was night, lying on the bed, Yi Cheng couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and the scene of Ye Xiaolang when he came out of the bath kept reappearing in his mind. Although Yi Cheng is steady and kind-hearted, he is not a saint, and he also has emotions and desires.

Men and women also have expectations when it comes to love, especially in terms of relationships. Due to the arrival of Wang Zhong, the person Wen Ju'an likes became Wang Zhong, and 10% of his relationship experience is still blank to this day.

In school, many girls had feelings for Yi Cheng, but it was a pity that Yi Cheng was busy with studies and making money, so when he finally had some free time, he still had to spend it on his younger brothers and sisters.

Qiao Zuwang is a hands-off shopkeeper. Although they call Wang Zhong uncle, they are not the kind of people who would throw all their younger brothers and sisters to Wang Zhong if Wang Zhong treats them well.

The word "responsibility" was already understood by Yicheng when Wei Shuying died of a massive hemorrhage.

But Yicheng is a man with all emotions and desires, a normal man without any physical defects, and he is in his twenties, in the prime of life, with strong energy and blood. Faced with Ye Xiaolang, a veteran in love who has been among men,

Even with Wang Zhong's reminder, how could it be possible to achieve peace of mind?

It's not just 10%, but most men are like this. After all, there are very few men in the world who are as calm as Liu Xiahui. When the interest arises, the original rationality will be thrown away.

Knock knock knock!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Yi Cheng, who was lying on the bed, suddenly raised his head. Before he could make a move, he heard the sound of the door lock turning, followed by a sound of footsteps that became increasingly quieter, and a faint sound.

There is a subtle fragrance.

Yicheng sat up and turned on the bedside lamp. He saw Ye Xiaolang walking straight to the bed with bare feet and throwing himself into Yicheng's arms.

"Issei, I'm scared!"

There seemed to be a bit of fear in Ye Xiaolang's voice. Under the dim light, Ye Xiaolang looked like a frightened deer and ran into his arms. His protective desire was instantly aroused.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" At this moment, there were so many thoughts. Yicheng just wanted to hold Ye Xiaolang in his arms and comfort him.

After a while, Ye Xiaolang suddenly raised his head from Yicheng's arms, looked at Yicheng and said: "Yicheng! Do you really like me?"

Looking at those water-like eyes, as if they were out of control, he nodded subconsciously.

A pair of jade arms went up from the bottom up and wrapped around Yi Cheng's neck. Before Yi Cheng could say anything, Ye Xiaolang took the initiative to move up and kissed Yi Cheng.

In an instant, Yicheng's mind immediately went blank, and his hands wrapped around Ye Xiaolang without any control.

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The New Year is here in a blink of an eye. The incident with Sun Xiaomo made Erqiang depressed for a while before he came out. After that, Erqiang became more and more interested in the restaurant affairs. He was not in the kitchen learning the craftsmanship from the chef every day.

I just learned to run the restaurant from the manager of the store.

Qiao Zuwang's life was still free and happy. Every month, Yichen and Erqiang gave him a total of 600 yuan for entertainment. He spent the whole day either playing cards and bathing with his friends, or hanging out in the alley with a few old people who had the same hobby.

The neighbors are playing chess, and the children don't have to worry about him. Even the youngest Qiqi is taken care of. He is a very happy man.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Sanli’s life is still regular. She stays at school during the weekdays and goes home on weekends. For the reason of practicing martial arts, there is no corresponding training in the school.

Without the space and equipment, Sanli moved back home, and she and Simei still slept in Wang Zhong's original room.

Now that the medical clinic at home is closed, Sanli also has free time on weekends. Wen Ju'an often takes her with her to ride bicycles and play around in Jinling City.

Perhaps because of what happened with Liu Dakui that time, Sanli has a sincere persistence in kung fu. Unlike Simei, who worked hard at practicing those fancy routines, what Sanli really worked hard on was grappling and some wrestling.

Self-defense.

Many times, Simei would be busy practicing her voice in the morning, so Sanli's sparring partner would be Qiqi, and sometimes Wen Ju'an, who was caught as a young man.

Simei's life was painful and happy. The pain was because she had to take too much study and cultural classes. The happiness was because she had more pocket money, and every exam, as long as she achieved the goals tailor-made for her by Wang Zhong

, Wang Zhong fulfilled her wish.

This day was the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, and it had snowed all night. When I woke up in the morning, there was nearly an inch of snow in the courtyard. Just after dawn, there was movement in the alley outside.

Asking Ma Suqin to wake up Sanli and Simei, Wang Zhong threw them a shovel and said, "Today's morning exercise is to shovel snow!"

Simei was reluctantly pulled out of the door by Sanli, and she followed the neighbors to clear the snow on the road.

At noon, Wang Zhong cooked in person, making a dish of old hen stewed with mushrooms and cabbage stewed with tofu to reward the three little ones.

After eating, seeing that the weather was not bad, Wang Zhong called on a few people to move the tables and went to the entrance of the alley with pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

The weather was cold, and the old men who used to play chess under the big trees would hide in their homes and warm themselves by the fire, not daring to go out.

Wang Zhong set up a stall at the entrance of the alley and set up a long antique table. There were also several bamboo poles hanging on the trees next to them, with written couplets hanging on them.

Sanli helped grind the ink, Qiqi helped spread the red paper and hung the written couplets on the bamboo poles. Simei was mainly responsible for greeting the neighbors and helping them choose the written couplets to dry.

"Simi, do you have any couplets for you?" an aunt carrying a basket asked as she passed by.

Simei smiled and said: "Yes, Aunt Sun! How about it, do you want one?"

The aunt's eyes lit up: "Then I have the choice!"

"You can pick whatever you want!" Simei's pretty face was full of smiles, and she pulled her to the bamboo pole where several pairs of couplets had been hung: "These are all written. Take a look at which one you like, and take it away! But first

As agreed, there are only so many couplets in total, and each person can only take one pair, but not more!"

"I know it!"

Aunt Sun looked at the couplet and gave a thumbs up: "Oh my! Your brother-in-law is so good at writing it! No wonder he taught you brothers and sisters so well!"

There was a hint of envy in his tone.

In such a large alley, there are dozens of households, but only two people have been admitted to college, and they are both from Lao Qiao's family. Why don't they make the neighbors envious? Privately they say that there is smoke coming out of the ancestral graves of Lao Qiao's family.

"What are you uncles and nephews doing here? Setting up a stall and selling calligraphy!" Aunt Wu, a neighbor of Lao Qiao's family, joked.

Simei also smiled and replied: "Yes, we set up a stall to sell couplets. Would Aunt Wu want a pair?"

"How much does a pair cost?"

"It's not expensive, or you can exchange it for two pigeons!"

"Little girl movie!"

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Aunt Wu came to the desk, Sanli and Qiqi also greeted her with big flags, and Wang Zhong also called out to Sister Wu.

"Don't worry about me, you continue!" Seeing Wang Zhong crouching down and writing on the red paper, Qiqi grabbed the side where Wang Zhong had written and pulled it up bit by bit. In just a moment,

One couplet is complete.

"Xiao Wang! The more you write, the better!"

"Sister Wu! If you don't get what you want, can I write another one for you?"
To be continued...