Chapter 49: Happiness Is So Heavy (1)
In cold weather, taking a shower before sleeping was the most comfortable thing.
As Qiao Jiusheng showered, she thought about the matter in a daze. When does this family have such a ridiculous rule like door access? Why do I have no knowledge of it?
When she came out of the shower, she heard the Buddhist song on the radio again.
Qiao Jiusheng directly covered the radio with the towel on her head, but this could not cover the sound inside. She turned around and pulled a long face. Seeing Fang Yusheng with a book in his hand, Qiao Jiusheng sneered. She thought: This man really likes to posture. How can a blind person read!
From his posture, Fang Yusheng really looked like a noble and elegant handsome young master.
“Can I turn off this radio? I hear it every day, and my brain is about to explode.” Qiao Jiusheng tried to communicate with Fang Yusheng again.
In the past, she would raise suggestions every few days, hoping that Fang Yusheng would change his habit of listening to Buddhist scriptures before bed.
Fang Yusheng had disagreed every time.
That was why Qiao Jiusheng did not have much hope. She was prepared to hear him say no. Who knew…
Fang Yusheng, who was by the bed, raised his head and turned to face the radio. His pursed lips suddenly curled up as he gently said, “Okay, turn it off.”
Qiao Jiusheng was shocked. “What did you say?”
When Fang Yusheng heard the disbelief in Qiao Jiusheng’s tone, his smile deepened. He repeated, “I said, turn it off if you want.” Then, he paused for two to three seconds and sincerely added, “I also think this voice is quite annoying.”
“It’s over, it’s over. A piece of pork trotter meat has ruined your brain.” Qiao Jiusheng mumbled. She quickly turned off the radio before Fang Yusheng could go back on his words.
The entire world instantly fell silent.
Qiao Jiusheng’s hair was long, and she planned to change and sleep after drying it.
Fang Yusheng heard her take off her clothes, and a subtle expression appeared on his face.
“Ah Sheng, go into the cloakroom to change in the future.” What’s a girl doing taking off her clothes casually in front of a man?
Upon hearing this, Qiao Jiusheng did not think too much about it. She immediately replied, “You can’t see. Every room can be a cloakroom.”
Fang Yusheng was speechless.
She makes sense.
Qiao Jiusheng changed into her pajamas and climbed onto the bed. She noticed that Fang Yusheng was holding the book. As she stared at the book, she could not help but ask, “You can’t see, so why are you holding a book?”
“You’re right,” Fang Yusheng said.
Huh?
Just as Qiao Jiusheng felt strange, Fang Yusheng suddenly handed the book in his hand to her. Qiao Jiusheng held it in a daze and heard Fang Yusheng say, “It’s fine if you don’t work, but you’re spending so much money. You have to do something.”
Qiao Jiusheng, who had spent more than 200,000 yuan on shopping, instantly blushed.
“Then… what do you want? What do you want me to do?” she shamelessly asked.
Fang Yusheng was about to speak when Qiao Jiusheng quickly added, “Don’t make me copy scriptures again.”
Fang Yusheng chuckled.
“Come closer.” He waved at her as if he were beckoning a puppy.
Qiao Jiusheng leaned toward him.
When their legs touched, Fang Yusheng did not say anything, but Qiao Jiusheng quickly moved away as if she had been electrocuted. Under the blanket, Fang Yusheng secretly touched the side of his thigh and felt his heart. Before I could feel her temperature, she hurriedly ran away. It’s a pity.
After putting away his charming thoughts, Fang Yusheng said, “Read to me. Read for half an hour every night.”
Qiao Jiusheng heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, I don’t have to copy Buddhist scriptures.
He’s so old, yet he still wants to listen to bedtime stories.
She glanced at the book cover and saw that it was a book she had never heard of.
The cover was black with white words written on it. On the entire page, there was only the book name and the author’s name.
The book was called “The Classic Words of a Genius,” and the author was Zhuang Long.
Qiao Jiusheng frowned and asked, “Who is Zhuang Long? I’ve never heard of him.”
“A friend.”
Qiao Jiusheng instantly became curious about Fang Yusheng’s friend. Impressive! There is actually an author among Fang Yusheng’s friends. He even published a book. How impressive! “Impressive! He even published a book. Introduce him to me someday.”
“Sure.” Fang Yusheng thought of something and maliciously smiled.
Qiao Jiusheng opened the book and read, “Look at you. You weigh 160 pounds, but your stomach occupies 100.”
Qiao Jiusheng raised her eyebrows after reading.
What book is this?
The first sentence is venomous.
Her gaze shifted to the second line and she read again. “I don’t know what’s in a genius’s head, but I know very well that my mind is filled with water. Otherwise, why would I marry Xiao Li?” After reading the line, Qiao Jiusheng vaguely understood that this book should have recorded the classic quotes from the person called Zhuang Long.
After reading the third line, Qiao Jiusheng suddenly laughed.
Fang Yusheng asked, “What are you laughing at?”
“Where did you get this book?” Without waiting for Fang Yusheng to answer, Qiao Jiusheng firmly continued, “You must not know the contents of this book.” Otherwise, he would not have let me read it.
Fang Yusheng confusedly asked her, “How did you know?”
“Because this mentions you.”
Surprised, Fang Yusheng curiously asked, “What does it say about me?”
Qiao Jiusheng kindly reminded him. “Do you really want to hear it?”
“Yeah.”
She lightly coughed, then slowly said, “Fang Yusheng is handsome? Bullsh*t! Would a real handsome person be 28 or 29 years old and still a virgin?”