You're my wife, don't doubt it!

I didn't know it myself, but that's what I said at the time.

“I’ve always kept our relationship very low-key in public,” Yu Luying continued, “When Zhou Qi asked me, I always stammered and gave vague answers because I knew it wasn’t appropriate to do it publicly…”

"What's so unseemly about it!" Xiao Yao retorted. "Aren't we in a proper boyfriend-girlfriend relationship?"

“Whether it’s serious or not, and how serious it really is, the two of us—the three of us—know it all very well,” Yu Luying sighed almost inaudibly. “So why bother saying it out loud?”

"..." Xiao Yao was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond to the girl.

They walked along quiet alleyways, passing through the city's hidden corners.

The sound of motorcycle engines became a unique symphony, filling the air thick with the night.

“I’m sorry,” Yu Luying finally broke the silence, “I shouldn’t have said those discouraging things.”

Xiao Yao's way of responding to her was to plant a kiss on the back of her head.

Then, he felt a kiss on the back of his head.

Although it's been more than two months, this strange experience still makes me feel a little uncomfortable. It just feels... weird?

“I want you to know,” Yu Luying continued, “that I’m happy that you can acknowledge me to others.”

Instead of "her," Yu Luying thought to herself.

"Oh my goodness," Xiao Yao cried out, "Please, stop saying such humble things, okay? I'm the one who's been desperately in love with you and clinging to you all this time..."

“Ha…” Yu Luying said.

“Please adopt some of that goddess-like demeanor,” Xiao Yao said. “You can’t let your persona crumble.”

“Big Rabbit,” Yu Luying said, “thank you.”

"Huh?" Xiao Yao said, "You're welcome."

“I understand what you mean,” Yu Luying repeated, “Thank you.”

No, what do you even know? I don't even know myself.

But since the favorability rating has increased anyway, there's no need to delve into it further.

Xiao Yao buried his nose in the hair behind Yu Luying's head and took a deep sniff.

"It smells so good," Xiao Yao said.

“Perverted,” Yu Luying said.

"It smells amazing, can't you smell it yourself?" Xiao Yao said, "Let me let you smell it again."

"Isn't it just the smell of shampoo?" Yu Luying said reproachfully, "Just like you, you never wash your hair?"

"Is it just shampoo?" Xiao Yao said. "I suddenly remembered that when I was in elementary school, I always lined up behind a tall girl during morning exercises. She had a ponytail—"

"I don't want to hear any more stories about your indecent behavior!" Yu Luying said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I won't say." Xiao Yao sat behind Yu Luying, grinning from ear to ear.

"Big Rabbit," Yu Luying called out again.

“The big rabbit is here,” Xiao Yao replied.

“You got 60 points, and the reward has been given to you. There should be a 70-point mark before 80 points,” Yu Luying said. “What do you want?”

Xiao Yao was slightly taken aback.

He had actually wanted to discuss this matter with Yu Luying several times, but he had never been able to bring himself to do so.

At first, he told himself, "Let's get 60 first and then talk about other things." When he actually got 60, he planned to ask Yu Luying about it while rowing. But then all sorts of mishaps happened and he didn't ask. After returning from the War Park, he still couldn't find an opportunity to bring it up.

Sometimes, when it's the perfect time to speak up, you just forget about it.

Xiao Yao never expected that Yu Luying would actually ask him what kind of 70-point reward he wanted.

It seems I really did make her happy just now.

"Hmm...or else...or else..." Xiao Yao said, his eyes darting around as he drove.

"It can't be anything involving physical contact!" Yu Luying suddenly thought of something and added another patch.

"Let's keep it simple," Xiao Yao said after thinking for a moment. "If I get 70 points, will you buy me black stockings to wear?"

After saying this, Xiao Yao slowly slowed down, turned the steering wheel, and drove into his own alleyway.

"Xiao Yao," Yu Luying said softly.

"If it doesn't work, then forget it, I'll find another one." Xiao Yao listened to the sound of the motorcycle's tires pressing against the raised bluestone slabs in the alley.

“It’s not that it’s impossible, but,” Yu Luying’s voice was even softer, “don’t you think I look better in white?”

Xiao Yao drove the car to the ground floor of his building, pressed both brake pedals, and braced his feet on the ground: "I know you look good in white socks, and I really like seeing you in white socks, but we see them so often, it's nice to change things up sometimes—"

“No, no,” Yu Luying said urgently, “I mean, the kind that’s long and silky.”

Xiao Yao was taken aback for a moment, then a smile bloomed on his face: "Great, of course it's great!"

Yu Luying and Xiao Yao got out of the car and watched as Xiao Yao leaned the small scooter against the building, put down the kickstand, and locked it.

"Given the security situation here, won't it get stolen if I park here at night?" Xiao Yao asked, sizing up Liang Yanan's small cavalry and stroking his chin.

"Rabbit," Yu Luying stamped her foot lightly, a little uneasy, "Why are you parking the car here instead of taking me home?"

“You…” Xiao Yao turned around, mimicking the way he hugged Yan Xiao, wrapped his arms around Yu Luying’s waist, and leaned back: “Don’t you want to come upstairs and sit with me?”

After thinking for a moment, he added, "It's been a long time since I've been online."

"I don't want to!" Yu Luying said, her eyes wide.

Chapter 202 A Romantic Night

2023-05-23

"Don't you want to come upstairs and sit with me?"

Xiao Yao thought for a moment and then added, "It's been a long time since I've been up there."

"I don't want to!" Yu Luying said, her eyes wide.

Xiao Yao tried to persuade her for a while, but seeing that Yu Luying's attitude was firm and not like she was playing hard to get, he had no choice but to give up.

"Honestly, it's not like we've never been up there before... You're acting like it's the real thing..." Xiao Yao muttered.

Yu Luying pretended not to hear: "Xiao Yao, take me home... I can walk."

"Oh!" Xiao Yao let out a cry, but his feet seemed rooted to the ground, and he didn't move an inch.

The boy stood with the girl in his arms under the moonlight and streetlights, her face illuminated by the soft light.

Yu Luying's skin was as white as jade, with a subtle, pure glow. Under the pale light, her eyes sparkled with starlight, as if they held endless tenderness and dreams.

Her lips curled slightly upward, carrying a playful smile that revealed the brilliance and vitality of her youth.

"White silk, yeah, why didn't I think of that?" Xiao Yao thought.

As we all know, the reason why black stockings are so popular, besides their ability to conceal flaws on the legs, is that black makes you look slimmer!

An ordinary pair of legs, when wearing black stockings, will appear to be visually slimmer for no apparent reason; while the awkwardness of white stockings lies precisely in this, as they will make a woman's legs look two sizes bigger for no reason, so apart from little girls, very few adult women can pull them off.

Therefore, legs that look good in white stockings are truly good legs.

Our classmate Yu Luying is somewhere between a "little girl" and an "adult woman." She is slender, with arms and thighs that are two sizes thinner than her peers. Wearing white stockings not only conceals her flaws and amplifies her strengths, but also perfectly matches her pure and beautiful temperament.

Feeling the warmth emanating from her, Xiao Yao unconsciously moved his head closer.

He longed to be closer to her, to feel her soft breath and the sound of her heartbeat.

God help you, don't move.

I say one, two, three, freeze!

However, God did not answer his prayers—Yu Luying broke free from Xiao Yao's embrace, took a step back, and frowned slightly.

She saw on the boy's face an expression that was hard to describe—whether it was frustration, disappointment, or a hint of anger.

"Your belly is so big, it's making me uncomfortable," Yu Luying said in a deliberately relaxed tone, reaching out to pat Xiao Yao's belly.

Her tone carried a hint of deliberate joking and playfulness, but Xiao Yao understood what she meant.

He forced a smile and patted his stomach lightly: "I ate too much today. I ate the dinner you bought first, and then drank a lot of beer."

“A real beer belly,” Yu Luying said. “It was so bloated in the car just now, but I was too embarrassed to say it.”

What does "顶得你慌" mean? What kind of inappropriate language is that?

However, Xiao Yao knew that now was not a good time to flirt.

"Really? My mouth still tastes like cumin beer, it's awful."

“Yeah, you know that too,” Yu Luying giggled and gently nudged Xiao Yao’s shoulder. “It made my mouth taste bad too, it was so uncomfortable.”

"Hehe." Xiao Yao chuckled awkwardly, deliberately letting out an exaggerated burp.

Yu Luying pretended to laugh, and then the two fell into a brief silence.

"Stop fooling around, hurry up and take me home—I don't want to walk alone at night." Yu Luying said, taking the boy's hand and playfully drawing a circle in his palm.

Xiao Yao nodded, letting Yu Luying hold his hand as they walked together toward her home.