Chapter 216: You Didn’t Even Say That You Like Me
Li Shaobin stared at him and looked at Grandma Li. “Grandma, listen to that. Are you sure you don’t need to educate this great-grandson of yours?”
“What’s there to educate?” Grandma Li chuckled and continued eating her sunflower seeds. “Our Xiaoxia is capable. More capable than you. He already knows to make preparations for his future girlfriend in primary school, unlike you. You only studied a few years and other than fighting, you only know how to fight. You’ve never even had a girlfriend.”
Li Shaobin was dumbstruck. He felt that he had met his match.
Li Xiaoxia blocked his path. “If you don’t promise me, I won’t let you go out.”
“Fine, fine. I’ll help you ask around. I’ll tell you if there’s news.” Li Shaobin admitted that he had lost. He surrendered.
Thinking about it in a different light, if his little nephew had the ability to get Ruan Yang, it would be a good thing too. That way, it would piss off Xin Ziao, that little b*stard.
Li Shaobin suddenly felt he had to make this wonderful thing happen.
When he walked out the Li Household door, he called Zhan Mingwei immediately. Over at the other side, Zhan Mingwei was panting. “F*ck, don’t tell me you’re having sex too?”
“What do you think?” Zhan Mingwei’s voice was hoarse.
Li Shaobin hung up angrily again. In the end, he could only call Yan Molun pitifully. “Old Yan, shall we have a drink?”
“Sure.”
Luckily, luckily, there was someone who hadn’t found a girlfriend yet.
When he was drinking at night, Li Shaobin said, “Old Yan, you can’t be eager to find a girlfriend.”
Yan Molun: “Why?”
“If you found a girlfriend, how bored and lonely would I be?” Li Shaobin said, “I have to find one first before you can.”
Yan Molun: “…”
So it meant that if Li Shaobin was only left with him, he wouldn’t be bored and lonely?
What kind of person was this?
Changqing felt that tonight, Song Chuchu was practically on steroids—he never felt satisfied.
She lifted her head. “Why did you ask me that question previously?”
“What question?” Song Chuyi’s gaze landed on her flushed face.
Changqing’s face reddened and she poked his chest, replying with embarrassment, “You know.”
“I don’t know.” Song Chuyi curled his lips.
Changqing was angry and squirmed. “It’s… you asked me… if I liked you.”
“Yeah.” Song Chuyi smiled pamperingly.
“So why did you ask?” Changqing was unsatisfied with this answer, glaring at him with her enchanting eyes.
Song Chuyi glanced at her. “… I just wanted to know if you liked me.”
“Does it matter if I like you or not?” Changqing lifted her head up slightly, suppressing a smile at the corner of her mouth. “So what if I didn’t like you?”
Song Chuyi smiled meaningfully. “I’ll do it until you do.”
It was just that simple and brutal.
Changqing’s face reddened and she rolled her eyes at him scornfully. She turned around. “I’m ignoring you. Stinky Chuchu.”
Song Chuyi pulled her into his embrace once again from behind. The two were curled up tightly together like newborns. He grazed her ear with his lips and asked hoarsely, “Do you like me?”
“Why did you have to ask?” Changqing pouted. “You’ve asked before.”
“The one earlier doesn’t count. You were too excited.” Song Chuyi laughed hoarsely.
Changqing was shy. “I was completely conscious.”
“I don’t believe you. I want you to answer me again.” Song Chuyi continued to use his kisses to force it out of her.
Changqing was about to go crazy. “Didn’t I already answer?”
“I want to hear it again,” he said seriously.
“I do, I do,” Changqing said it once more, admitting defeat and snorting a little unhappily. “You didn’t even say that you like me yet you still keep making me say it. It’s unfair.”
“Didn’t I use enough actions to prove that I like you? Do you want it again?” Song Chuyi kissed her shoulder. “Your stamina is getting better and better now. Don’t you ever feel tired riding?”
“I’m very tired; I’m about to die of exhaustion.” Changqing quickly pretended to sleep.
Song Chuchu turned her head around. His shift wasn’t buttoned up, revealing his chest. His hair was slightly ruffled and when he lowered his head, his eyes were trance-like. Changqing felt dizzy from his teasing, pouting her little mouth as she said, “Chuchu, you’re so handsome today.”
It was an extremely ego-boosting thing to be praised by your woman. Song Chuyi opened his arms and said, “Do you want me to carry you to wash up?”
“No, I still want to sleep.” Changqing lay back lazily. “Are you going to the A&E to work today?”
“Mm.” Song Chuyi buttoned up his shirt. “I might have to work overtime often.”
“No way. Your old work was busy enough.” Changqing pouted. Why must she find herself a husband so busy with work?
“The A&E is the most tiring place in the entire hospital.” Song Chuyi sighed and went into the bathroom to wash his face.
Changqing took her phone out and took a selfie before uploading it onto Weibo with the caption: I haven’t taken a selfie for a long time. Don’t want to get out of bed. Don’t want to go to work. I want to sleep in. Aren’t I pretty! Pretty!
After uploading it, she started scrolling through Weibo and didn’t expect that the hot search topic on Weibo would include “Ruan Yang’s male fan who bought all the tickets”
Changqing tapped on it to take a look and it was the interview footage of Song Chuchu and the reporter from yesterday.
Ruan Yang really had a lot of fans. To think that this video could even make it to the hot searches list? Changqing looked at the comments below.
Love Our Yangyang The Most: Wow, this male fan is so handsome, even more than Xia Junmeng. I’m already love-struck.
The Fighter Jet In The Wind: AHAHAHAH, he’s so aloof when he talks. I’m smitten. Ruan Yang is so lucky to have such a handsome male fan.
Moon Moon 123: This man has taste and knows how to appreciate our Yangyang’s beauty. He looks wealthy. I can imagine him living with our Yangyang today. I support.
The Little Lemon Who Loves Eating Grapes: Wa, wa, wa, I’ve seen this handsome guy before. He’s a doctor from some hospital. He was the one I saw when I went to the Outpatient Department previously. I was almost smitten the moment he looked me in the eye then. It was a pity that I recovered in just a few days. I was wondering when I could feign illness and go over again to look at him.
I’m Very Stupid Sa: The one above me, quick—tell me which hospital it is. I want to feign illness and have a look. Quick, quick, quick, I’m about to suffocate from his handsomeness…
Changqing read the comments and found them hilarious, feeling proud and also a little frustrated.
Although she had long known that her Chuchu was handsome, she didn’t expect that he would attract so many likes from fans after the video was uploaded on Weibo.
If she had to blame somebody, she could only blame her dad for being too incredible. The first blind date he got for her was such a good-looking one.
At this time, Song Chuyi came out from the toilet. Changqing immediately sat up and beckoned him over. “Chuchu, come quickly, you’re on fire now. The video of you yesterday got onto the hot searches.”
Upon hearing that, Song Chuyi walked over to have a look. He frowned. “It’s all your fault. Why did you make me buy all the tickets yesterday?”
“I’m sorry.” Changqing blinked her eyes as she looked helpless. “Say, so many people are coveting my husband. Should I be sad or happy?”
Song Chuyi pinched her cheeky face angrily. “Because of you, I will definitely be the topic of discussion again at the hospital.”
Changqing hooked onto his neck and acted coquettishly. “If there are pretty little girls who come over looking for you and feigning illness, you must reject them. You cannot give them any chances.”
Song Chuyi rolled his eyes at her and couldn’t be bothered with her as he turned to leave.
“Wait.” Changqing quickly hooked onto him. “Pass me your phone.”
“What for?”
“Don’t tell me you have anything private?” Changqing was unhappy again. “I knew it. You coaxed me like a baby when we’re in bed and after we’ve had sex, you’re going to throw me aside. Nowadays, there’s a saying that goes ‘men who don’t even let their girlfriends touch their phones have a guilty conscience’ on the web. If you’re guilty, so be it. Just say so honestly. I won’t blame you.”
Song Chuyi’s face darkened. “I’m afraid that you will take my phone to post things on Weibo again.”
“That’s not it; I just wanted to like the Weibo post I just posted,” Changqing said.
Song Chuyi took his phone out from his pocket, unlocked it and threw it to her before turning to go to the cloakroom.
Changqing immediately entered Weibo, found her post and liked it, even commenting: “Qing Bao looks super beautiful even though she just woke up. Love you, love you, muah.” She followed with a bunch of flying kisses emojis.
When Song Chuyi came out after tidying and packing his notes, his phone was already placed aside after being used.
He walked over and took it, asking, “What did you post?”
“Nothing.” Changqing then stayed under the covers and continued playing with her phone. When he heard him speak, she lifted her head languidly. “However, if you dare to delete it, I’ll ignore you forever.”
Song Chuyi had an ominous feeling and opened it to take a look. The corners of his mouth twitched helplessly. “Is there anyone who praises herself like that?”
Really… too shameless.
“None of your business.” Changqing flipped over proudly, leaving her small butt for him to see.
Song Chuyi climbed over and slapped her butt, frowning deeply. “Say, you made it look like this. If my friends were to see it, I’ll be teased again.”
“You’re my husband, so what if they see it?” Changqing snorted. “Indeed, you only coax me when we’re having sex. People say that men who are afraid to display their love for their partner on their feed or on Weibo only view their current girlfriend as their spare tire. That way, they can continue hitting on other women on the outside. I must be your spare tire.”
“…” Song Chuyi felt deeply helpless. It seemed that ever since last night, when he pampered her up to the skies, she had been climbing over his head slowly.
“I won’t delete it, alright?” He really lost to her.
“That’s more like it.” Changqing turned her face over and pouted at him. “Chuchu, a kiss.”
The tip of Song Chuyi’s heart exploded with softness once again.
Who knew how long it was since the last time this lass asked him for a kiss? Suddenly, she used this trick again. His legs became limp and his heart was full.
He lowered his head and held her little face in his hands, giving her a deep, hot kiss.
Was it not just a Weibo comment? He would let her do whatever she wanted in the future.
“Bye-bye, be careful on the road.” After this kiss, Changqing grinned.
“Mm.” He kissed her face again.
He really didn’t want to go to work.
On the other side, Zhan Mingwei was also looking through Weibo while brushing his teeth after getting up and when he saw that Changqing had updated her Weibo, he found the post very funny. When he read through the comments, he almost spat out the foam.
He quickly found Song Chuyi’s number and called him. “Old Song, to think that you were so… er… mushy. I really couldn’t tell that you had that hiding deep within you.”
Song Chuyi was driving. When he heard that, he felt his head hurting slightly. “It wasn’t posted by me.”
“Could it be… Yan Changqing herself?”
“Mm.”