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

Actually, Yu Luying kept her head down and didn't say anything the whole way, so Xiao Yao could guess what she was doing. However, he didn't want to take the initiative to explain, for fear that if he did, it would seem like he was trying to cover something up.

Now that Yu Luying had finally spoken up, Xiao Yao quickly blurted out, "I'm with Shen—"

“Shen Shen Shen,” Yu Luying interrupted Xiao Yao, “If you’re going to be perfunctory, at least put some effort into it. Shen Jie’s house arrest isn’t over yet, and I can find out with just a phone call.”

As Yu Luying spoke, she made a gesture as if she was about to make a phone call.

"No, no, no, no!" Xiao Yao said urgently, "I didn't say Shen Jie, I said Shen Tianyun, Tianyun."

Yu Luying's fingers, which were resting on the hard keys of her phone, stopped. She stared at Xiao Yao with a complicated and blank expression.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Xiao Yao retorted, “Don’t be so filthy.”

Then, Xiao Yao told Yu Luying everything that had happened the night before.

“Absolutely no lie,” Xiao Yao said confidently. “We still have that much trust between us, don’t we?”

“Yes,” Yu Luying nodded, her expression not improving. “Actually, I guessed it—do you think this is appropriate?”

"What's inappropriate about it?" Xiao Yao knew it was inappropriate, but he still stubbornly argued.

“Okay, that’s suitable,” Yu Luying nodded. “I’ll ask the girl’s mother if she thinks it’s suitable. If she thinks it’s suitable, I, as her aunt, won’t ask any more questions.”

"Don't do that," Xiao Yao said urgently, snatching Yu Luying's phone away. "Can you stop acting like Song Haijian, always picking up your phone and pressing buttons as if you're about to say, 'Tell your parents to come to school tomorrow.'"

Yu Luying was amused and burst out laughing, but stopped halfway through. She tried to put on a serious face, but her laughter had already deflated, revealing her true intentions: "You stole my phone, huh? Are you going to hit me now?"

Xiao Yao also thought of the domestic abuser in Zhou Qi's hospital ward corridor, and somewhat embarrassedly handed the phone back to Yu Luying: "Why would I hit you? Doesn't it hurt me to hit you?"

“That’s true.” Yu Luying took her phone, a smile she couldn’t hide on her face.

"Okay, okay." Xiao Yao reached out and put his arms around Yu Luying's waist. "Stop acting up. I promise I won't sleep with her again next time, okay? -- Don't tell your sister about this either."

A middle-aged man with a stubble beard walked by carrying a bag of Northeast rice. Upon hearing Xiao Yao's words, he couldn't help but stop and look at the two of them.

Yu Luying noticed the strange looks from those around her and felt quite embarrassed. She lightly nudged Xiao Yao and said, "Who are you calling dramatic?"

"I'm doing it, I'm doing it," Xiao Yao quickly said.

“You really don’t understand,” Yu Luying said, her slender waist still wrapped around Xiao Yao’s arm. “Tianyun is a 15-year-old girl—15 or 14? And you two are about the same age—even if you’re not the same age, it’s still not appropriate. You need to know how to avoid suspicion.”

"Yes, yes, I accept the criticism, and I won't do it again," Xiao Yao promised.

"Honestly, your sister has only been gone for less than half a month, and you're already like this—"

"Hey, hey, hey, you're going to make a big deal out of this," Xiao Yao quickly stopped her. "What does it have to do with whether your sister leaves or not? Besides, even if Shen Jie leaves, you're still here."

"What does this have to do with me?" Yu Luying lowered her head, looking at the tips of her shell-shaped shoes, and muttered softly, "I'm not going to be with you..."

"Ahem," Xiao Yao turned his head awkwardly, looking at the blazing sun outside: "Seriously, in this weather, you're wearing so many layers, are you going to get heat rash?"

"Wasn't that because someone got 70 points and specifically asked to see it?" Yu Luying said with a displeased expression.

"I thought you would buy the thinner one..." Xiao Yao said innocently.

Yu Luying leaned forward slightly and whispered in Xiao Yao's ear, "The thinner one is here," the girl pointed to her luggage bag, "I'm sorry to wear it out."

Before Xiao Yao could fully grasp the situation, little Xiao Yao was already filled with awe.

"To Dongru, to Dongru!" An elderly woman holding a megaphone stood at the ticket gate and began shouting loudly.

"Dongru's Dongru." Xiao Yao released Yu Luying's waist and took the girl's hand to start queuing.

The two lined up, checked their newly purchased bus tickets, and walked into the large parking lot, which was scorching hot in the sun.

"This side of Dongru!"

Xiao Yao pulled Yu Luying's hand and jogged for a while before spotting a blue long-distance bus. Behind the windshield was a sign that read "Shanghai ←→ Dongru". They quickly boarded the bus through the front door.

As soon as Xiao Yao got into the car, the pungent smell of gasoline almost made him faint.

The interior of the vehicle was unpleasant; in short, it was cramped and crowded.

The air was thick with the stench of sweat and other unpleasant smells—he had to cover his nose with his hand.

People dragged large and small bags, even rice sacks, and struggled to stuff them onto the overhead luggage racks.

The luggage racks were packed to the brim, with luggage piled up in a messy state—some luggage was even hanging on the edge of the racks, making one worry that it might fall at any moment.

As Xiao Yao led Yu Luying through the crowd to find their location, he tried his best to protect her body from being touched by other men.

People jostled each other, vying for the limited space, filling the carriage with a crowded and chaotic atmosphere. Xiao Yao remained vigilant, shielding Yu Luying with his body.

The carriage was packed with people, and the loud conversations in the Dongru dialect, coughs, and children's cries created a noisy background. Xiao Yao occasionally overheard some rude words and arguments, which made him even more annoyed.

Finally, the two squeezed into their seats, only to find two other people already sitting there. Xiao Yao pulled out his bus ticket and confronted the other person, who pretended not to understand, causing Xiao Yao to become part of the "argument" in a fit of emotion.

In the end, he reclaimed the position that should have belonged to him and Yu Luying.

"Yingying, do you want me to help you put your luggage upstairs?" Xiao Yao said loudly after winning the battle.

"Hmm~" Yu Luying made a negative sound from her nose: "It's all stuffed up here. We don't have much stuff, and our packages are small. We can just put them in front of our feet."

Xiao Yao tiptoed to put the duffel bag on the luggage rack, but eventually gave up and admitted that Yu Luying was right.

The girl sat by the window, gazing thoughtfully at the brightly lit parking lot outside the car window, while Xiao Yao laboriously sat down next to her.

"Toot toot toot toot toot toot..." The bus emitted a sharp horn sound, then the front and rear doors closed simultaneously. Xiao Yao and Yu Luying leaned back slightly, and the bus embarked on its journey home.

"Yingying," Xiao Yao called out to Yu Luying.

"Hmm." Yu Luying looked sickly and in low spirits.

"It's really kind of you to come with me on this trip," Xiao Yao said sincerely, offering his apologies and thanks.

Yu Luying closed her eyes, shook her head, and rested the back of her head against the high chair.

Xiao Yao keenly noticed her odd behavior: "What's wrong, Yingying? Are you unhappy again?"

“No,” Yu Luying shook her head and said, “I’m just a little restless.”

"What's wrong?"

Yu Luying hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and whispered, "I'm afraid you'll be unhappy if I say it."

"What do I have to be unhappy about?" Xiao Yao said with a smile.

"You, your fellow villagers, are all so rude..." Yu Luying said somewhat embarrassedly.

“Hey, that’s just how they are,” Xiao Yao quickly distanced himself: “I’m from Shanghai.”

Legend has it that bats call themselves birds in front of birds and beasts in front of beasts, and were eventually driven away by both sides—but Xiao Yao couldn't care less about that at the moment.

“But…” Yu Luying hesitated for a moment before finally saying, “You, the way you were arguing with others just now, your face turned red and your neck was thick with anger, it was so scary… You were arguing with them the same way.”

Now Xiao Yao was genuinely unhappy.

What? I don't argue with people, so how come you're sitting in this seat now?

Seeing that Xiao Yao's expression was off, Yu Luying quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, please pretend I didn't say anything..."

Xiao Yao didn't argue with her: "You really rarely travel far from home, right?"

"Mmm." Yu Luying nodded in agreement this time.

“Cheer up,” Xiao Yao urged her. “This is the first time you and I have traveled together—the first time we’ve traveled alone together.”

Yu Luying raised her hands and, imitating a kindergarten child, made a "dancing" gesture.

So cute...

Xiao Yao took out his phone and sent a message to Shen Jie, telling her that he and Sha Mei had boarded the bus. Yu Luying also took out her phone to report to her mother.

The boy casually turned his head and caught a glimpse of Yu Luying's phone screen wallpaper.

It was a headshot of Xiao Yao and Yu Luying taken at some unknown time.

"Wow, what is this—" Xiao Yao blurted out.

When Yu Luying saw Xiao Yao looking at her phone's home screen, her face flushed, and she subconsciously closed the flip phone.

Chapter 207 Open Disturbance?

2023-05-25

Yu Luying held her flip phone to her ear to make a call. On the other end of the line was her mother, Yu Lihua, whose soft, melodious Shanghai dialect sounded especially pleasant.

Xiao Yao's gaze drifted downwards, and above the girl's shell shoes and below the hem of her light green dress were her snow-white legs.

The legs naturally crossed to form a tall, slender "X" shape.

It would be unfair to simply glance at the reward you earned after studying hard and getting a score of 70 and leave it at that.

Xiao Yao first looked around.

Although the long-distance bus was crowded and full of all sorts of people, their corner seats were still relatively secluded and prestigious.

Normally no one looks this way, and even if they do, it's not easy to see anything clearly from this angle.

Xiao Yao focused his attention on rewarding himself.

As mentioned earlier, these pantyhose are pure white and opaque, appearing very smooth without any textures or patterns, giving them a clean and simple look.

Based on Xiao Yao's visual assessment, he felt that he could easily grasp those legs with just one hand.

Not just the ankles, but the calf muscles as well.