"Love someone without any need to show it all the time, right?" Xia Yuan said.

"But you are newlyweds, aren't you the one who should be the most loving and so sweet?"

"..." Xia Yuan felt cold sweat coming out of her vest.

"Isn't this in front of you? You don't know if we are sweet in private, how much sweeter?"

Zhang Shiting curled her lips, "Anyway, you are kind to others. Others are lonely and helpless, you are a vagrant, and others are willing to marry you."

"I have a job, okay?" Xia Yuan thought to himself, you don't know who is a jobless vagrant.

"Your job is too unstable, and it's not much different from not having a job."

"I'm not happy if you say that, aunt."

"Okay," Zhang Shiting still knows Xia Yuan's temper better. This kid is sometimes quite stubborn. "Remember to be nice to Sitong, and never do anything that is sorry to her."

"I got it, what can I do?"

Humph.

Zhang Shiting curled her lips without objection.

"Also, I'm chatting with Sitong today, and she said you don't cooperate with her."

"Ha?!" Xia Yuan's eyes widened, completely confused.

What does not cooperate and what does it mean?

"That's it, that's it." Zhang Shiting raised her middle finger.

Forehead……

Xia Yuan covered his forehead in pain.

Isn't this a matter of cooperation or not?

He and Ying Sitong are currently in a mutually beneficial and symbiotic relationship. The relationship between them is not even a lover. After a period of time, they are a little higher than their friends.

It may be more appropriate to describe first-blooded compatriots.

How could two people like this be hasty...?

Xia Yuan frowned and said, "We are still young now. I am only 22, she is only 20. Our own lives are not enough. What kind of children are you anxious to have?"

After that, he added, "Aren't you 27 years old and have no children?"

“…”

Zhang Shiting felt ache in her heart, and a series of idioms came to her mind—

Thousands of arrows penetrate the heart, the heart is like a knife, the heart is like ashes...

Zhang Shiting has nothing to say about this reason.

After all, she didn't have a good start. She is still alone and doesn't even have a male vote.

Every month, my aunt would come to greet her on time and accus her of wasting her youth.

Zhang Shiting's face was ashamed, expressing her respect for Xia Yuan's choice.

After all, they were the ones who took this intention themselves, and Zhang Shiting couldn't impose interference.

"Okay, I respect your wishes. After all, it's your own life, but I still hope you will be happy."

My aunt stood up and hugged Xia Yuan.

...

In the evening, Zhang Shiting insisted on staying at home on the grounds that she hadn’t seen each other for a long time.

There was no choice but Ying Sitong could only aggrieved Jiang Xiaoling to go back to her dormitory in the film and television city for one night, and she would move over after her aunt left tomorrow.

Jiang Xiaoling originally wanted to go home to pack up her things, so she agreed.

After seeing Jiang Xiaoling off, the three of them returned to their rooms.

Zhang Shiting slept in Ying Sitong's bedroom, and Ying Sitong was forced to have a room with Xia Yuan.

The most uncomfortable thing is that there is only one pillow.

Who asked Ying Sitong to lie to Zhang Shiting during the day that she was not used to pillows?

If Zhang Shiting finds out that she is sleeping on her pillow, she doesn't know what she will think about.

"what to do?"

Xia Yuan and Ying Sitong were wearing pajamas and kneeling on the bed, looking at each other in a difficult situation.

It is obvious that the sound of Zhang Shiting's clothes rubbing against the walls-

My aunt was pressing her ear against the wall and silently eavesdropping on the movements here.

"Your aunt is so scary." Ying Sitong was sad and sad, "She seemed to feel that there was not so much love between us."

Xia Yuan didn't say anything and nodded silently.

Zhang Shiting’s intuition is indeed quite terrifying.

But he wasn't sure if all women were like this.

"It seems that we can only perform as much as possible in the future." Xia Yuan said, "at least we have to let others feel the love between us."

"Yeah, yeah." Ying Sitong lowered her chin into her collar and nodded weakly.

"But what to do now?"

Ying Sitong raised her chin and signaled Zhang Shiting who was eavesdropping next door.

It is obvious that if the two of them don’t make any panic-sweet noises tonight, my aunt will not be at ease.

"This guy..." Xia Yuan also felt very difficult.

He looked up at Ying Sitong, and the two of them had contacted each other for 5 seconds, and then they turned their faces away.

Mom!

Too shameful!

The atmosphere in the room became extremely strange and ambiguous.

"Or I'll convert your aunt, right?" Ying Sitong touched her little tiger teeth, "and then she can tell her everything."

The potential meaning is that she will bite Zhang Shiting and transform Zhang Shiting into a second descendant of the blood clan.

Before she could finish her words, Xia Yuan's face froze and his eyes stared at her, wishing she could kill her.

"Hehe, hehe, I'm joking." Ying Sitong took a step back silently.

After all, the handle is still with Xia Yuan, so I can't offend him.

With her [joking], the atmosphere was slightly relieved, but the fundamental problem was not solved.

Zhang Shiting's breath came from the other side of the wall, clearly heard.

Xia Yuan frowned.

I hate it only regrets why I didn’t make the sound insulation better when I was decorating it.

"What should I do?"

Ying Sitong rubbed her hair and felt her head was getting bigger.

She buried her head in the quilt with an ostrich escape style, thinking it was so difficult!

"Do you know that?" Xia Yuan blinked.

“Where, which one?”

Ying Sitong fluttered twice and sat up from the quilt.

Her heartbeats for no reason. Although she guessed the roughly, she still looked at Xia Yuan in confusion.

"Call, wake up." Xia Yuan blushed and said in a difficult manner.

“…”

Ying Sitong's face turned red and she pouted, "No, no. I've lived alone, and this has never happened."

Forehead……

The two of them were silent, even in the summer, the temperature in the house seemed to have fallen to freezing point.

"Then will you?" Ying Sitong asked him in reverse.

"A man called me? Isn't it suitable?"

"Why is it not suitable? Why?" Ying Sitong didn't even make a fuss and glared at Xia Yuan angrily, "You said before that men and women are equal."

"Oh, this is not the time for a quarrel." Xia Yuan quickly interrupted her, "Equality is in status, and differences are in structure."

"Is it too erratic?"

"Wait," Xia Yuan suddenly remembered something and jumped off the bed, "I'll go and play a piece of it for you."

"ha?"

Ying Sitong leaned against the head of the bed in embarrassment and shyly pulled the quilt under his nose.

No?

How shameful this is?!

Xia Yuan came over with a laptop, and the one he put was—

The female anchor who eats chicken is online.

...

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