Chapter 56: Fool Farming 28
Xie Gui held the hotel's landline phone and waited for a reply, but instead of receiving a reply, he only heard a series of beeps.
Lingyao unplugged the phone line.
There was another knock on the door, this time it was Zhao Zhi.
"Sister Yao, Xie Gui has been waiting at the door for a long time. I see he is wearing very little. I'm afraid he might catch a cold."
Lingyao opened the door.
Outside the door, Xie Gui was wearing a thin white T-shirt.
She must have just taken a shower, with her jet-black hair hanging softly on her forehead and the fragrance of shower gel emanating from her whole body.
When he saw Lingyao, his eyebrows curved downwards, making him look particularly innocent.
He rushed into the room quickly.
When he saw Lingyao, Zhao Zhi continued to report to her.
"I have made an appointment with the landlord to sign the contract at noon tomorrow."
After saying this, he turned around and left tactfully.
Zhao Zhi felt regretful in his heart. Alas, Xie Gui, that fool, was going to be taken advantage of by Sister Yao again.
Xie Gui and Lingyao have always slept in separate rooms, and Zhao Zhi has always assumed that nothing will happen between them, at least it doesn't seem like it will happen for the time being.
Until one day, Zhao Zhi found that thing on Xie Gui’s neck and was immediately dumbfounded.
Carefully and tactfully reminded Xie Gui to cover that thing.
In the end, Xie Gui didn't take it seriously and walked around with the red mark on his face.
To be honest, the mark looks kind of painful.
I didn’t expect that Sister Yao looked so cold and indifferent in normal times, but was so... fierce in private.
Lingyao, who did nothing, had no idea that the noble and cold attitude she had maintained for so long in front of Zhao Zhi was shattered.
Zhao Zhi would never know whether the mark was made by Xie Gui himself or was made specifically for him to see.
Lingyao was blow-drying her hair before Zhao Zhi knocked on the door.
At this time, Xie Gui came in and took the initiative to take the hair dryer to help her.
Lingyao originally thought blow-drying her hair was troublesome, so she didn't argue with Xie Gui.
Xie Gui stood beside her and blow-dried her hair, while Lingyao sat on the sofa and picked up a book on the table to read.
Xie Gui took a quick look and saw that it was a book about history.
She had just finished taking a shower.
She was wearing pajamas, her skin was fair and soft, and her hair fluttered in the wind, which somewhat dispelled the coldness between her brows.
Lingyao was reading a book with great concentration when she felt a soft touch on the tip of her ear, then on her side face and chin...
Xie Gui kissed her for a while and then blew her for a while.
It's like holding a rare treasure in the palm of your hand. You wipe it and then are reluctant to put it back, so you appreciate it carefully.
Until Xie Gui lowered his head and kissed her fingers, Lingyao did not give him any chance to advance further.
Her hair had already been blow-dried, so she withdrew her hand and put the book back on the table.
Got up and went to bed.
Xie Gui, who was behind him, stayed there for a while, then put down the hair dryer and caught up.
He crawled into the bed and put his arms around her waist, his voice puffed.
"Why don't you want to kiss me?"
"I'm afraid you might have poison in your mouth."
The person behind her got up from the bed, and Lingyao heard the sound of footsteps.
From near to far, and from far to near.
Xie Gui ran back and got on the bed again.
He rested his chin on Lingyao's shoulder, and said in a lingering voice: "Kiss it, it tastes like strawberry, sweet."
Lingyao turned her head and looked at Xie Gui.
The girl's eyes were like the white snow on an iceberg, cold and empty.
Xie Gui's tightly clasped fingers loosened involuntarily, and a hint of frustration appeared in his eyes.
But the next second, she kissed him.
Lips and teeth intertwined.
The strawberry-flavored candy hadn't even completely melted in Xie Gui's mouth.
At this time, everything was turned upside down.
In the dark room, the only sounds that could be heard were the rustling of clothes and the splashing of water.
When the noise died down, Xie Gui's face was flushed and there was a suspicious gleam of water on his lips.
“I like watermelon flavor.”
Lingyao said this out of the blue.