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

Chapter 290 I love you, all

2023-08-10

*This chapter is also known as "Come On, Let's Have Fun!" and "A Youth of Debauchery and Indulgence".

Under the cover of night, on a deserted beach, Yu Luying sat on a smooth rock and played Caccini's "Ave Maria" on her cello.

Shen Jie was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and skinny jeans; her whole body was soaked from the seawater. The girl held Xiao Yao's hand and led him in dancing on the beach.

Xiao Yao only knew a little ballroom dancing and generally didn't want to embarrass himself, but since there were no outsiders around—he had finally managed to get Shen Jie and Yu Luying to "make peace," and although there would be trouble tomorrow, tonight, since the troubled lady had already let go, why shouldn't he, who had benefited, indulge in a life of pleasure?

Come on, let's have some fun!

As mentioned earlier, compared to Shen Jie, the boy's dance steps seemed a bit clumsy and awkward. However, he danced with Shen Jie without any hesitation, as if they were dancing a joyful rain dance on the beach.

The young girl gently guided Xiao Yao, helping him gradually find his rhythm. Under her guidance, Xiao Yao slowly let go of his last remaining restraint and danced to the music. Although his steps were still somewhat unsteady, with Shen Jie's guidance, he rarely made mistakes and danced with confidence.

Shen Jie danced with Xiao Yao, her movements graceful and captivating. Her soaked shirt clung to her body, outlining the shape of her two heavy, plump breasts. As she danced, her wet shoes and socks rustled, leaving a trail of damp footprints on the beach, while her dance shone brightly in the darkness.

She twirled gracefully, letting the sea breeze gently caress her face, her medium-length hair fluttering in the breeze. Sometimes she would hold Xiao Yao's hand and spin together, sometimes she would dance lightly beside him, and sometimes she would press close to him, as if they were one with nature.

After another close embrace, Xiao Yao suddenly lowered his head and pecked Shen Jie.

Shen Jie subconsciously opened her cherry-like mouth to welcome him, and then she heard Yu Luying's cello tremble and go off-key. She quickly pushed Xiao Yao away, pursed her lips tightly, and even gently hit him.

Xiao Yao, however, chuckled as he savored the sweet taste he had just tasted on his tongue.

Yu Luying's cello music traveled through the darkness and across the starry sky, sometimes soaring and sometimes slow. The interplay of light and shadow danced gracefully on the beach, while the waves gently lapped at the sand, seemingly offering silent applause for the dance.

The applause was drawing ever closer.

The song is over.

Yu Luying stood up, leaning on her piano, and clapped politely and gently.

As mentioned earlier, she was wearing a pure black cello performance dress. The lower half of the dress and her shoes and socks were soaked with seawater. From a distance, the girl stood in the shadows, and at first glance, all that could be seen were her white shoes and socks, her exposed arms, her jade-like neck, and the outline of her oval face.

“Yu Luying, it’s your turn,” Shen Jie said boldly. “But I can’t play the violin, I can only keep time for you.”

"What a coincidence," Yu Luying said with a forced smile, "You can't play the violin, and I can't dance either."

"Hey, Shen Jie, why don't you teach her?" Xiao Yao suddenly thought of something.

"Me, teach her?" Shen Jie didn't react for a moment: "Yu Luying, do you want to learn?"

Yu Luying gently gathered her disheveled long skirt, her shoes and socks still damp, and walked towards Shen Jie. In the darkness, her black performance dress shimmered under the lights, the soaked hem swaying gently with her steps.

The girl's skirt was soaked with seawater, making it slightly heavy, but she still walked gracefully.

Under the lamplight, the wet hem of Yu Luying's skirt and shoes shimmered with each step, the glint even more dazzling because of the black skirt. The girl's light footsteps blended with the wet sand of the beach, creating a soft, rhythmic sound.

Yu Luying approached Shen Jie.

She reached out her hand to Shen Jie.

“Wrong,” Shen Jie said. “I’ll do the men’s steps, and you’ll do the women’s steps. You should extend this hand… Yes, and gently place your other hand on my shoulder, don’t use so much force.”

Xiao Yao sat down on the rock where Yu Luying had just played the violin, picked up the light wooden guitar, tested the sound a little, pressed down a chord with his left hand, and began to dance joyfully on the six strings with his right hand.

The boy cleared his throat and spoke:

Stop being sad.

We go to faraway places

Blue sky and sea breeze

"Accompany us on our wanderings"

He squinted, observing the two elves in wet clothes not far away, feeling a sense of satisfaction, as if he were admiring his own collection of artifacts.

"The slanting sunset"

Your beautiful clothes

Earth covered with starlight

This is our wedding bed.

The two girls began to dance together on the beach, with Shen Jie leading Yu Luying and instructing her on the steps.

Instead of following Xiao Yao's piano playing and singing, Shen Jie herself chanted "One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four."

Although Yu Luying's dance moves were a bit clumsy at first, she gradually found the rhythm and breath under Shen Jie's guidance. Her dance steps were integrated with Shen Jie's clapping.

"You're really smart, you learn everything so quickly," Shen Jie whispered in Yu Luying's ear.

"Ah, it's too close... Okay! Thank you!" Yu Luying said nervously.

Xiao Yao could feel the warm breath Shen Jie was exhaling right next to his ear; it was ticklish and strangely comfortable.

Forget the past.

We go to faraway places

The pale moonlight

The sun still shines on the mountain—ah! Awoo!

A sharp pain shot through Xiao Yao's big toe; he knew this was a necessary step for dance beginners.

Stepping on others and being stepped on.

"Xiao Yao!" Shen Jie said loudly to him while shaking Yu Luying in her arms, "Yu Luying said that when you were in Dongru, you even taught her to dance?"

"Ah! Yes!" Xiao Yao was taken aback, then responded loudly.

"With your skill level, you dare to teach others?" Shen Jie laughed loudly.

"Ah! Yes!" Xiao Yao exclaimed.

He felt as if he had stepped on Shen Jie's foot again.

Stepping on her little feet, it felt pretty good?

Where were we singing just now? Seriously.

Xiao Yao thought for a moment, then started again from where he had broken the string, plucking it.

The pale moonlight still shines on the hillside.

I plucked the strings.

Please sing with me—oh dear!—sing with me,

Let life be the witness.

Every moment we spent in love.

The slanting sunset,

It is your beautiful—OUCH—clothes,

The earth is covered with starlight.

This is our wedding bed…

Xiao Yao put down his guitar, took off his shoes, rubbed his toes, and secretly regretted his bad idea of ​​letting Yu Luying learn to dance.

He gazed at the two girls. Shen Jie seemed to have stopped calling out "one, two, three, four" and was now whispering intimately with Yu Luying, as if they were talking about something.

On the beach at night, two young girls danced together, their wet skirts, trousers, and shoes shimmering under the starlight and streetlights. Their smiles were radiant and innocent as they enjoyed this beautiful moment together, blending friendship and dance into one.

Friendship...? Is it really that easy to repair?

What were they saying?

Could it be that they've had another fight?

There's no such thing as living a life of debauchery; it's just wishful thinking and self-deception.

He instinctively pricked up his ears, focused his attention, and tuned to FM 96.8.

A few murmured words drifted on the wind, but they weren't very clear.

"...You said you're afraid of pain...that's okay...what exactly do you mean?"

This should be Shen Jie's voice, intermittent, mixed with the sound of wind and interference, but Xiao Yao didn't know how to hear Yu Luying's own voice.

"Okay...really...I hope you remember this..."

Xiao Yao's heart clenched. Had they started arguing again?

He was unsure whether he should sing another song and pretend to be stupid, or go up to them and find a reason to interrupt them.

"...Do you like Catholicism?"

Damn it, I still can't hear the complete sentences.

"Uncle... each according to their category, adhering to their proper place..."

"..."

"This is related to you... *sizzle*... hiss..."

Then, all I could hear were electromagnetic waves.