The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 79: Lustful but not courageous

This time, Zhang Wuyong didn't quite understand why Tongtong asked him to pose like this.

It can even be said that this can hardly be considered a "posture".

The stool was placed in the middle and he sat on it.

Even though he was wearing a last bit of dignity and sitting there obediently like a good student, it couldn't be considered normal.

But the more shameful postures mentioned above have been shown.

Now it's too simple.

But there was something wrong with Tongtong's appearance.

She walked around him, touching his chest and back with her delicate hands. Her face looked flushed and her ears seemed to be about to spit out steam.

Then she stood in front of him and slowly lifted her nightgown.

Zhang Wuyong opened his eyes wide and said, "Hello, hello."

Tongtong! Be reserved, be reserved!
"Close your eyes!" The girl he was looking at was a little shy.

He closed his eyes, but secretly opened them a little.

He saw Tongtong first spread her legs, then paused, then held up the hem of her skirt, turned around with her back to him, and slowly moved backwards.

At the moment of the delicate contact, she suddenly dropped her skirt, threw herself on the bed, grabbed the pillow and covered the back of her head, kicking her legs upwards continuously: "嘤..."

Zhang Wuyong was stunned.

Tongtong, you moved me around in your dream and wanted to stick close to me.

So why are you shy in your dream?

Now, Zhang Wuyong finally understood!
This little girl has the desire but not the courage!

……

Finally, Zhang Wuyong sat up on his bed.

He stood up shakily, walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked outside.

The sky has begun to brighten.

This night is really long.

He stretched out his arm and shook it, feeling inexplicably sore all over.

He slept so soundly that he was exhausted. Now he finally understood why Yao Xueqin was afraid of him after the "nightmare" that night.

He was well prepared for this. He knew it was a dream and he also knew that Tongtong would not hurt him.

At that time, he "imprisoned" and "forced" Yao Xueqin. Although his purpose was just to make her teach him, it is actually more frightening, isn't it?

Take a long breath.

I walked to the desk, took out an English exercise book, and looked at one of the reading questions.

I actually understood it so easily.

Under Tongtong's coercion and teaching, he passively memorized a large number of words, as well as many grammar and sentence patterns in his dreams.

It’s just that at this moment I’m really exhausted both physically and mentally.

I threw my English exercise book away, feeling terrified that I never wanted to see English again in my life.

I drew the curtains, fell onto the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Across the street, Zhu Yuwen also got up early.

As a doctor, I often have to be on duty on weekends, which is unavoidable.

After finishing the housework, Zhu Yuwen knocked on her daughter's door: "Tongtong, I'm going to work. I won't be back at noon, so you can cook something for yourself."

But no one answered.

She pushed the door open and looked inside.

She saw her daughter hugging her pillow, with the quilt kicked off and her nightgown half lifted. Zhu Yuwen entered the room and pulled the quilt towards her daughter, only to see her sleeping with a rosy face and a smile on her face, looking extremely happy.

"This girl, is she having a sweet dream?" Zhu Yuwen found it funny to see her daughter's cute look.

Could it be that in a dream, I was admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University?
Without waking her daughter up, she went out, left her a message on WeChat saying that she was on duty at the hospital, and then left.

On a weekend morning, in the two bedrooms opposite each other, the boy and girl who were sleeping soundly were both dreamless.

Zhang Wuyong slept until noon.

Sitting up again, the mental fatigue was swept away with this sleep.

"Useless! Get up and eat!" Mom called him from outside.

Zhang Wuyong put on his clothes, left the bedroom, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

When he came out of the bathroom, his mother said, "Why did you sleep so late? You didn't even eat breakfast. You might as well starve to death."

Then he said, "Tongtong's mother seems to have gone to the hospital. She is home alone. Go over and ask her if she wants to eat. Then she can come over to eat so that she doesn't have to cook for herself."

"Okay!" Zhang Wuyong went out and rang the doorbell opposite.

After a while, the door opened.

Zhang Wuyong saw that Tongtong had changed into a goose yellow two-piece pajamas, and had a red headband on her head. She looked up at him.

"Tongtong, are you alone? Do you want to go over and eat?"

"No need!" Zhao Yutong lowered her head. "My noodles are already in the pot. They're almost done."

Zhang Wuyong followed her in and saw that the kitchen was indeed steaming hot.

"Okay, then after I finish my meal, I'll come to your place to do my homework?" he said.

"Not today!" Zhao Yutong turned her head away. "I have something to do this afternoon, so don't come over."

"Huh?" Zhang Wuyong was beside her, staring at her deliberately. "What are you doing this afternoon? Do you want me to go with you?"

"No need!" Zhao Yutong didn't dare look at him at all. "I'm going to the supermarket to buy some things for the refrigerator."

"I'll go to the supermarket with you."

"No! I still have to go for a walk in the park."

"I'll go to the park with you."

"I already said no, I need to sleep a little longer in the afternoon."

"I'll sleep with you... Ugh! I'll watch you sleep next to me."

"Why are you looking at me sleeping?" Zhao Yutong couldn't hold it in any longer. She grabbed his arms with both hands and forced him to turn around. "Get out! You can't stay here this afternoon. Don't ask so many questions, but you can't."

"Alright, alright!" Zhang Wuyong was pushed out by her with both hands. "What about tonight? You'll be alright tonight, right?"

"Wait until I finish dinner before going over there. You are not allowed to come over here!"

"I know, I know!" Zhang Wuyong smiled and left.

Last night in my dream when you kept asking me to pose, I didn’t see you being so shy.

I left her house and walked towards my own home. When I got home, I told my mother that Tongtong's noodles were almost cooked.

"Well, she's coming here to eat alone, what should I cook?" said my mother.

At the same time, on the other side, Zhao Yutong closed the door, turned around and leaned against the door, covering her hot face with her hands.

After a long while, he stamped his feet and said, "It's all your fault. Really, if you hadn't suddenly touched me last night and acted cool, I wouldn't have had such a weird dream."

The more I thought about it, the more embarrassed I felt. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to face him the whole day.

As she passed through the living room, she held a rope and kept swinging it as if she was whipping the bad guy.

Puff! Over in the kitchen, the soup in the pot began to overflow.

She was startled and quickly jumped over in her pink bunny slippers, crackling and turning down the fire...

(End of this chapter)