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

It's fucking amazing!

Xiao Yao was a little excited. He took out his phone and took a picture, planning to send it to Shen Jie via MMS after he left.

“Little Daddy, do you understand now?” Shen Tianyun continued to swing her legs: “It’s what I just told you, no matter which Shen Jie it is, she’s very good to you.”

“I understand,” Xiao Yao said.

As everyone knows, Shen Jie's need for dating and marriage is far less than his own.

Logically speaking, the reason they got their marriage certificate so early is probably because Shen Jie was accommodating him.

I get really excited just thinking about it.

But upon further reflection, the thought that the future could be so easily altered filled Xiao Yao with unease.

Ultimately, does the "destiny" that Shen Jie firmly believes in still exist?

Does she still need to submit to him?

Xiao Yao suddenly realized that he couldn't let Shen Jie see this marriage certificate.

Although it was somewhat selfish, Xiao Yao realized that he shouldn't let Shen Jie have the same question he had just had.

No matter what, I must keep Shen Jie firmly by my side.

"Little Daddy, where are you going?" Shen Tianyun was clearly a little flustered when she saw Xiao Yao walking towards the wardrobe door.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going back to my room to sleep," Xiao Yao told Shen Tianyun. "You should get some rest too."

"But the thunder hasn't stopped yet," Shen Tianyun said, her face showing fear.

Xiao Yao walked back to Tian Yun's bedside and took the girl's hand.

"What are you doing?" Shen Tianyun asked.

……

The next morning.

The faint morning light gently shone through the curtains into Xiao Yao's room.

He opened his eyes groggily, staring at the dim light in the room, as if still immersed in a dream.

However, as he slowly regained consciousness, his gaze fell upon his surroundings—

Then I was startled.

In his arms lay a beautiful girl with short hair and wearing green, sleeping peacefully.

Her face was gentle and serene, revealing youthful vitality and innocent beauty.

Xiao Yao rubbed his eyes vigorously.

However, the girl was clearly lying next to him; it was not a hallucination.

He finally recalled what happened last night, his thoughts flashing rapidly through his mind.

"This sofa is no longer suitable for sleeping. I'll sleep on the floor, and you can sleep on the bed."

"No, no, no, Daddy, you sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor."

“I’m your father, and I’m the one who makes the decisions.”

"Respect the elderly and care for the young."

"Yes, love children."

Ah, yes.

The hard sofas here in 04 were different from those in the Tianyun rooms; no one could lie down on them.

He and Tianyun argued for a long time about who should sleep on the floor and who should sleep on the bed, and in the end, neither of them could win.

In the third part of the story of "Father and Son Riding a Donkey", the father and son rode on the donkey together.

Now, in this peaceful morning, Shen Tianyun lies peacefully in his arms, immersed in a dream.

The gradually brightening light outside the window illuminated the room, and the soft glow of dawn bathed the two of them, adding a touch of peace to the moment. Birds chirped merrily outside the window, seemingly composing a harmonious melody for this beautiful occasion—

Wait a minute!!

Harmony what the hell!

This is too embarrassing!

Although it really was just about sleeping under a blanket, but...

That was incredibly awkward.

No, that's not suitable.

What were you thinking last night?

……

Shen Tianyun's sleeping posture was elegant and peaceful, her breathing was steady and gentle, as if the whole world was immersed in her tranquil dream.

Xiao Yao could feel the warmth of her body. The boy felt both fright and an indescribable joy arising from his affection for his family.

He slowly withdrew his arm, carefully trying not to disturb the beautiful girl's dream.

The main reason is that I don't want to be face-to-face with her in this strange situation...

After Xiao Yao finished washing up and getting dressed, he picked up the luggage bag that Yu Luying had helped him pack the night before, leaned down and pecked Shen Tianyun on the cheek, and then carefully tucked the blanket around her.

When he passed by the pan-fried bun shop on his way out, he smelled the aroma, bought a few ounces to take away, went back, placed them on Shen Tianyun's bedside table, and went out again.

On his way to Yu Luying's house, he sent Shen Jie a QQ message saying good morning.

Shen Jie was already up. She told him that she was going for a morning run with Uncle Johns.

Before even reaching Yu Luying's house, I could see a tall girl in white tights standing at her door, carrying a duffel bag in both hands, looking around.

"Yingying!" Xiao Yao greeted Yu Luying in a good mood: "Little Apple."

Little Apple glanced at him, but there was no smile on her face, nor did she greet him with a good morning.

Her stunningly beautiful face was filled with displeasure.

Uh……

Yu Luying walked up to Xiao Yao and unceremoniously handed her luggage bag to the boy.

Then, without saying a word, he turned his head and walked towards the bus stop.

Xiao Yao followed along, carrying two duffel bags.

Chapter 206 Which woman did you sleep with last night?

2023-05-24

"Which woman did you sleep with last night?" It wasn't until they arrived at the new train station that Yu Luying spoke her first words to Xiao Yao that day.

Because Xiao Yao scored 70 points, Yu Luying wore white pantyhose as promised on the day she accompanied the boy back to his hometown.

However, this was slightly different from the "white silk" the boy had originally imagined.

Hmm... how should I put it? These socks are completely white and opaque, and they look more like children's ballet socks—they look very soft, smooth, and have a certain elasticity.

Yu Luying looks stunning in these white tights, a look that can be described as "fresh" and "exquisite." Because her legs are exceptionally slender, the tights cling tightly to her long, thin calves, showcasing her graceful curves. The white of the tights complements her outfit perfectly, making her appear even more fresh and playful.

Her whole image was full of youth and vitality, which reminded people of a summer morning and graceful flowers and plants. Overall, it was not bad, but it was not quite the same as Xiao Yao had originally imagined.

Moreover, Xiao Yao kept thinking about "why the girl didn't speak" until they arrived at the new station.

Regarding Yu Luying's outfit, here are some additional details: Yu Luying wore a light green dress today, knee-length, with a small collar and a coffee-colored ribbon tied into a bow, giving her a particularly fresh look. The dress was pleated at the waist, accentuating her slender figure.

The long skirt covered her knees, revealing her snow-white—this time truly snow-white—calves, and below that, shell-toe sneakers.

In short, apart from the socks, Yu Luying was dressed exactly the same as when she went to the War Park, and the so-called white stockings only showed half of her calves.

If Xiao Yao dared to ask Yu Luying, "Why are you wearing the exact same clothes as on our last date?" Yu Luying would definitely reply "sorry" and say, "I'm sorry, I'm not a rich lady. I only have a few summer clothes at home, so I can't change every time I go out with you. Since you saw me wearing the same clothes I've worn before, it means I don't have any new clothes."

However, Xiao Yao didn't dare to ask Yu Luying such a pointless question, because Yu Luying hadn't spoken to him until they arrived at the new station.

Now let's go back and talk about what the so-called "new passenger station" was like.

"New Passenger Station" is a common name among Shanghai residents. Its official name is actually "Shanghai Bus Station". The name "New Passenger Station" is used to distinguish it from the old passenger station.

Literally, "new station" should be very "new", but in reality, it looks old and dilapidated.

The new bus station is cluttered and crowded. The exterior walls are faded, with cracked and peeling bricks and tiles, and visible stains and watermarks. From its appearance, the bus station has clearly weathered more than a decade of storms.

As soon as Xiao Yao and Yu Luying entered the new passenger station, they subconsciously frowned and covered their mouths and noses—the smell of gasoline in the air was so strong that Xiao Yao felt very nervous whenever he saw people smoking.

He couldn't help but think to himself that it was fortunate that it was Yu Luying; if Shen Jie had been brought here to ride in the car, the young lady would probably have turned around and left immediately.

A silent clamor permeated the surroundings, a gathering of people from all walks of life. Among them were middle-aged men, their faces ashen, dressed in worn-out work clothes, their shirts soaked with sweat, carrying heavy nylon sacks, their steps hurried, their shoulders drooping, their faces etched with the wrinkles of time.

These people were talking loudly, each speaking a dialect from Jiangsu Province or Mandarin with a heavy Baiwan accent. Their voices were not pleasant to listen to, and they echoed in the station hall—well, let alone Miss Shen, even Yu Luying, who was next to Xiao Yao, looked somewhat uncomfortable.

In the old and dilapidated waiting hall, unable to find seats, they stood in the corner.

"You rarely leave Shanghai, huh?" Xiao Yao struck up a conversation with Yu Luying.

"Which woman did you sleep with last night?" Yu Luying finally spoke, not to answer Xiao Yao's question, but to ask her own.