mesbooks Chapter 39 What Does It Mean If You Don't Speak?
Chapter 39 What Does It Mean If You Don't Speak?
"Luo Xiao, that vixen."
Lu Zhaoye stayed in the bathroom, letting the cold water wash over his unclean body, and the heat in his heart finally subsided.
I said I wouldn't help, but I have to. What can I do? Luo Xiao insists!
Lu Zhaoye's mind was now filled with Luo Xiao's alluring movements; he had only lightly touched her and she was screaming like a ghost.
"Ah~ It's so cool~"
Lu Zhaoye was so angry his mouth twisted. "You think applying Yunnan Baiyao will cool you down in the middle of summer? I think Luo Xiao, you've really eaten too many peaches."
Moreover, Lu Zhaoye didn't know what Luo Xiao was thinking. Wasn't it supposed to be that the whip would shatter the soul ring? But he felt like Luo Xiao had triggered some kind of switch.
"Ono, if I get hit again in the future, will you still help me apply it?"
Lu Zhaoye was immediately delighted and said with a smile,
"What, you got hit by your husband and you expect me to apply it for you? That's great!"
"The celebratory pancakes have been prepared for you. Don't eat too much. Go to my house, put on your clothes, and go back to see your hometown folks."
Luo Xiao blushed and immediately stepped on his mouth.
"You eat green steamed buns too? Shameless!"
Lu Zhaoye was immediately unconvinced and retorted,
"So what? They eat it themselves."
Just then, Lu Zhaoye keenly heard a series of light footsteps outside the door.
"Luo Xiao! You've been eavesdropping on me while I'm taking a shower again!"
Upon seeing this, the person outside stopped pretending and turned the handle.
It wasn't unscrewed.
Hehe, I knew you, Xiao Chunu, couldn't wait. Luckily, I locked it in advance.
"What are you doing! Luo Xiao, if you turn the doorknob again I'm calling the police!"
Luo Xiao stood outside the door, furious. She had only wanted to take a look.
So what? We used to bathe together when we were kids.
You're too old to be like that, you little brat, so stingy.
However, she also knew that she had gone a bit too far today, and Luo Xiao was not really prepared for that.
But the fact that she had teased Lu Zhaoye was something that seemed to be ingrained in her very being.
Every time she thought of Ono, some disgusting thoughts would pop into her mind.
"Oh, I just wanted to let you know it's too late, I'm going home to sleep."
Lu Zhaoye was already prepared to put on his lace-trimmed underwear at any moment, and upon hearing Luo Xiao's reply, he hurriedly urged her on.
"Okay, hurry up and go, close the door behind you."
Luo Xiao angrily pounded on the door, and then there was no more sound.
Lu Zhaoye didn't think much of it and tried his best to pay attention to the movements outside while taking a shower.
After taking a shower, Lu Zhaoye leaned against the door and listened intently for a while, only daring to come out after confirming that there was really no noise.
Luo Xiao is indeed gone.
Lu Zhaoye breathed a sigh of relief, got dressed, and lay on the sofa, reflecting on everything that had happened that day. He felt like he was in a dream.
Although he had resolved Su Cheng's matter, he knew that Xu Ziqing must have discovered something, and he couldn't keep it from her any longer.
However, Lu Zhaoye also knew that after Xu Ziqing cried today, she would probably really become his little brother for life.
As the eldest brother, I must first heal Xu Ziqing's eyes.
Lu Zhaoye didn't know the specifics of Xu Ziqing's eyesight, but he knew that Xu Ziqing had lost her sight later in life and was probably in the recovery period.
Otherwise, her father wouldn't have gone to work in the south; he must have had hope before he wanted to take a chance.
The saying "Parents' hearts are full of love and worry for their children" is not without reason.
Lu Zhaoye originally thought he didn't need money because he had no worries about food or clothing, and Lao Deng would reliably give him gold coins every month.
However, Lu Zhaoye felt that he was short of money right now. For example, the cost of treating Xu Ziqing was quite high.
Moreover, if you really like something, like buying some good electronic devices or getting a Ghostfire motorcycle for your underlings, that all costs money.
Lu Zhaoye knew he needed to make money, but damn it, he was still a minor.
It's 2021 again, and with the economy already in a downturn, let's not talk nonsense about starting a business.
If I were to travel back to 1978 or 1988, I might actually manage to make something of myself.
Lu Zhaoye deeply regretted his past actions, wondering why he used to read suggestive erotic novels every time he got home from get off work.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhaoye suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
Hmm, why don't I just write novels myself? Although I've never written one, he's read them.
Moreover, given his background as a programmer, writing 30,000 words a day is a piece of cake for him; he can easily rival an eagle in that.
Even in 21 years, the online novel scene still has some potential. If they directly incorporate the creativity and high-octane plots of later generations into their writing, wouldn't that be phenomenal?
Without hesitation, Lu Zhaoye jumped off the sofa.
I went to the bedroom, turned on the computer, and registered an account using my mother's ID card.
Lu Zhaoye pondered briefly about what to write.
In the end, he decided to write about the urban campus genre, which he read most often.
The book is titled "Starting from Becoming a Yellow Hair".
Excellent, it looks like it belongs to the Platinum family.
Lu Zhaoye directly set up three female protagonists, since he happened to have some around him, so he just copied them!
A sexually repressed old pervert, a silly, clumsy rabbit, and a timid kitten.
Also, there's the memory of myself as a real blond-haired guy.
"..."
The next morning, Lu Zhaoye woke up a little late, which was unusual for him; Luo Xiao was the one who woke him up.
"Get up, Ono! We're going to be late!"
Lu Zhaoye was pulled up by Luo Xiao, who was dressed neatly, his face full of annoyance.
"Oh, you can go first. It's okay if I go a little later. Lao Gao doesn't care about me anyway."
Seeing that she was about to fall again, Luo Xiao quickly caught her, her face showing some anger.
"Oh, if you don't study, I do! Come with me now."
Lu Zhaoye had no choice but to get up with a groan.
He accidentally wrote until midnight last night, and wrote more than 10,000 words in three hours.
At first, it was a bit bumpy, but later it went like a miracle, and I typed like crazy.
"Ono, don't push yourself too hard. Look how weak you are..."
Lu Zhaoye was too lazy to argue, and when he turned around, he saw Luo Xiao rummaging through his bedside table.
"Why would I feed you!"
Luo Xiao blushed slightly and glared at Lu Zhaoye.
"You rewarded me again last night, didn't you? Don't you dare fantasize about me while I'm feeding you, you bad boy..."
Lu Zhaoye immediately felt wronged. He hadn't rewarded anyone last night; he had just stayed up a little late.
"Don't spread rumors, Luo Xiao. Did you install surveillance cameras in my house? Don't talk nonsense."
Lu Zhaoye suddenly understood what it meant that someone who wanted to frame you wouldn't listen to your explanation.
He just dried his hair with a tissue after taking a shower last night.
Lu Zhaoye couldn't stand it; he didn't want to be pinned down by Luo Xiao.
"Luo Xiao is just spreading rumors about me. I think you've just spoken your true feelings out loud. Were you secretly fantasizing about me again last night?"
Luo Xiao did not refute, but instead snorted coldly.
Lu Zhaoye froze, his face turning deathly pale with fright.
"Hey, Luo Xiao, say something!"
"Why aren't you saying anything? Hurry up and say something! What do you mean by not talking?!"