Volume 1 Chapter 108 The Abdominal Black's Small Scheme

  "It's too early." Sang Hong let out an unladylike yawn, raised her hand to smooth out her short, messy hair, and stared at the bright-eyed face in the mirror with a look of great surprise.

  Only a small face with a delicate complexion and a hint of light powder, looking quite different from usual.

  That rascal has been tormenting her for a long time, shouldn't she have had the vitality sucked out of her and become listless? How can she look so radiant.

  The astonishment made the remaining drowsiness in his brain disappear instantly.

  She leaned in close to the mirror, scrutinizing her pale face, and the vibrant color of the scar seemed even more pronounced. She couldn't help but let out a regretful sigh, for the North Dipper still had an impact on her emotions.

  Which girl doesn't care about her face?

  She pretended to be calm, but it was a helpless move. The treatment had improved by an unknown number of times compared to the initial terrifying state, but she couldn't bring herself to go find Meilan for medicine no matter what.

  She rummaged through the clothes that had been taken off last night on top of the washing machine, and from the pocket of her shirt, she fished out the ointment Qin Luoshui gave her. After briefly looking at the usage instructions, she directly placed it on the washbasin.

  Since I'm already awake, and just now I seemed to have smelled the refreshing aroma of lotus seed porridge, it's better to wash my face, brush my teeth and have breakfast.

  Song Shuwei took a look at the porridge and saw that it was cooked to perfection, so he turned off the fire, simply cleaned up the kitchen utensils, and headed straight for the bathroom.

  Xiang Hong had just squeezed toothpaste onto her toothbrush when she heard a noise and looked up to see a certain man's early morning attire. He seemed to have just finished showering, with sparkling water droplets still on his hair tips. His pure white plush bathrobe was not tied tightly, only loosely secured with a waistband, the opening revealing a glimpse of his sturdy, high-quality... oh, chest muscles.

  Her eyes curiously slid down further, what's with the dark fabric?

  Dark color - diagonal texture

  Underwear edge?

  Her face suddenly flushed, and she felt a little hot. She lowered her eyelashes to avoid him: "What are you doing here?"

  "Look at what you're doing." Song Shuyu didn't notice her guilty and flushed face, responding along with her words.

  "How did you become Pacific Police? You have to check everything?"

  "Of course I want to see it, if you don't let me see it, who do you think should see it?"

  How did the conversation turn into this? Xiang Hong was at a loss, no longer paying attention to that person, turned around and picked up her tea cup to get some water to brush her teeth.

  "Hong Hong, why is your face so red? You're not running a fever, are you?"

  Song Shuwei looked at her and saw that even the white neck exposed outside her pajamas had turned light pink, and she couldn't help but reach out to grab her hand for a closer look.

  "Get lost, you're just showing off your figure! Does being good-looking give you the right to dress however you want? It's not like you're the only one in this house!" San Hong shot back, annoyed.

  Song Shuyu heard this, looked down to examine her own attire, and understood why she was blushing. She couldn't help but smile mischievously: "It's because I'm not alone at home that I dressed like this; normally, I wouldn't even need to wear anything."

  "Exhibitionist!" Xiang Hong was shocked and her face turned bright red as she stared at him in disbelief.

  "Hmm... I think we should be wearing the same amount of clothes. I'm an exhibitionist, what are you? Don't believe me, let me check and see?"

  Song Shuyu reached out from behind her, his fingers deftly slipping into her collar and skillfully eating tofu from top to bottom.

  Xiang Hong glared at the ambiguous postures of the two people in the mirror, suddenly becoming furious and embarrassed. She struggled for a moment but couldn't break free, instead worrying that the toothpaste on her toothbrush would smear onto his body. Her small white teeth chattered with anger as she thought his hands were extremely wicked, immediately infuriating her:

  "Bastard."

  "Uh-huh, I am."

  Song Shuoye smiled lightly, lowering his head to look at her small mouth pouting like a flower waiting to be plucked, so delicate and lovely that it made his heart skip a beat, and as long as he lowered his head, he could easily take it in.

  Xiang Hong tilted her head to one side, and out of the corner of her eye she saw his bright gaze fall on her lips. She let out a startled cry and covered her mouth with her hand, warning him:

  "Not allowed, I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

  "Who said I wanted to kiss you?" Song Shuyu smiled slyly.

  "Ah——" Was she overthinking again? Ahhh, she didn't want to live anymore, how could he always make her lose face without even realizing it?!

  Xiang Hong was so annoyed that she felt like banging her head against the wall and dying, but instead she lowered her head and said: "Let go, I want to brush my teeth."

  "Never mind, I won't kiss you. I guess you're worried that you're overthinking things. Fine, fine, you guessed right, I did want to kiss you."

  Besides, I've brushed my teeth, don't be disgusted by your little mouth."

  Song Shuyu didn't let go, but instead said with difficulty, lowering his head and lightly kissing her.

  What's going on here?!

  Shang Hong's moves were completely childish, too tender, and she was defeated with one move. Song Shuyu turned her over, carefully and meticulously kissing her small mouth all over.

  Xiang Hong was kissed by him until her whole body went soft, but he let go of her and smiled with a mischievous grin, saying: "Alright, one kiss makes me feel that my whole body is full of energy. You continue, finish brushing your teeth and washing your face, then come out to eat."

  Xiang Hong blinked her eyes, and he was full of energy. What does that mean? Did he suck away her strength with his mouth? Looking at the person gently folding her arm, putting the toothbrush in her hand into his mouth.

  "What? Not satisfied yet? Alright, let's continue. But if we keep going on like this, it won't be just a simple kiss." Song Shuyu licked his lips, looking very pleased with himself.

  Xiang Hong came to, hastily putting the toothbrush in her mouth, and brushed out a mouthful of white foam, then lifted her head and looked at him: "Want another kiss?"

  Song Shuwei's eyes widened as she took in her small stature, and she couldn't help but wave her hand in disgust: "Tsk tsk, you're really good at making people sick."

  In the midst of Shang Hong's giggles, Song Shuyu escaped to the kitchen. For now, it was better not to stir up trouble or provoke her.

  Xiang Hong washed her face clean, carefully applied the ointment, and tidied up to come out. Song Shuyu had already put the porridge and dishes on the table.

  "This lotus seed porridge smells so good, paired with such small dishes, it's simply a heavenly day."

  Xiang Hong sat at the dinner table, looking at the young man who had changed into a handsome outfit, and the fragrant food. All of this was hers now, and for an instant, she felt that this life was simply her dream paradise come true.

  Drinking loudly and making a show of swallowing with satisfaction.

  Song Shuwei smiled and served her some food: "Delicious, how about I make it for you every day from now on?"

  "Mmm." Xiang Hong nodded repeatedly.

  "When shall we go visit your parents together? Let's make this little life of ours a bit more proper?" Song Shuyu said casually, as if it were an everyday conversation.

  Xiang Hong was halfway through swallowing a small dish when his words got stuck in her throat, unable to go up or down.

  Cough cough cough——cough cough cough——

  She turned over and coughed repeatedly, her eyes were filled with tears, her cheeks were flushed red, and she almost fainted.

  Song Shuyu did not expect that one sentence would have such a terrifying effect, and was so frightened that he hastily put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand to help her pat her back and relieve her gas.

  After struggling for a while, Sang Hong finally caught her breath.

  "What's so urgent that it can't wait till I finish eating? Are you trying to choke me?"

  Just as she came back to life, Sang Hong angrily asked for an explanation.

  "Alright, let's finish eating first, as for choking you to death - how could I ever bear to?"

  Song Shu Wei spread out his hands, with an innocent face, looking at her coughing desperately, still holding onto that bowl of lotus seed porridge. He reached out and took it from her hand, "This bowl of porridge is the real culprit behind your misfortune, I'll help you pour it away, so it won't harm you again."

  Song Shuyu's face was filled with righteous indignation on her behalf.

  Xiang Hong's small hands tightly hugged the small bowl and didn't let go: "It was obviously you who made me choke, yet you're pretending to be innocent!"

  "I'll help you refill another bowl, I reckon half of your saliva is gone already." Song Shuyu lost his smile, how could the porridge he made be so delicious?

  Xiang Hong looked at him speechlessly: "Are you sure there's still some in the pot?"

  Song Shuwei nodded, and she finally reluctantly let go of his hand.

  Ah ah ah - Sang Hong pitifully gazed at Song Shu Yu's back, feeling that the problem that had been troubling her for a long time was finally brought to the table by him.

  What to do? What to do? How can I take him to meet dad and mom ahhhhh!

  Song Shuwei changed to a bowl of porridge, Sang Hong ate very slowly, that delicate and slow-chewing appearance, was simply counting the grains one by one.

  Song Shuwei had already eaten his fill, but this girl was still dawdling and dragging out the time.

  He endured and endured, but finally couldn't endure anymore. The bowl of porridge in front of her was probably almost cold by now, yet she still hadn't finished eating it. When did she start eating like a little cat, nibbling away?

  He lifted his sleeve to look at his watch and fell silent:

  "Stop stalling, a small bowl of porridge, you dare to drink for twenty minutes, that's impressive!"

  "Xiang Hong, what needs to be faced will eventually be faced. I'll count to three, if you can't finish drinking it, I'll directly pour it away."

  Xiang Hong hugged her small bowl tightly and pouted: "You bully me, you won't even let me drink a good bowl of porridge."

  "Ah!" Song Shuwei dragged out his voice.

  Xiang Hong was taken aback.

  "Two!" Song Shuwei's voice had a hint of danger, he didn't intend to do anything to her, just urging her to eat faster, if she continued to act cute with him, he would really bully her.

  Xiang Hong dropped her chopsticks and said obediently, "Don't count anymore, I'll finish drinking it right away." She hastily picked up the small white porcelain bowl, tilted her head back and poured it into her mouth.

  Song Shu Wei patiently watched her, this guy actually tilted his head higher and higher again, ah——was she planning to put her face into a small bowl?

  He was defeated by her and had no choice but to reach out and take the small bowl from her mouth, handing her a paper towel saying "Wipe clean."

  "I'm still hungry..." San Hong weakly protested.

  Song Shuwei directly reached out and wiped her mouth clean, then he looked at her seriously and said: "Sang Hong, there are some things we need to talk about."

  After he finished speaking, his body leaned back, his back against the chair, his hands clasped to his chest, and his expression turned serious.

  "Talk... talk---ah---what's there to talk about?" Xiang Hong looked at him with a serious expression, and for some reason felt a sense of tension.

  "Let's take advantage of your vacation to settle our relationship. Should we first go back to A city to visit my parents, or should we first go to my home to meet your future in-laws? You choose."

  Song Shuyu spoke straightforwardly to her.

  "It's too early." Xiang Hong said hesitantly.

  "What's wrong? Your parents raised you to adulthood, aren't they just hoping that you can have a relationship worth looking forward to, and have a boyfriend worth relying on?" Song Shuyu patiently advised.

  "But in less than half a year, she brought back a boyfriend, and Dad will think, did this girl go to study or find a man?"

  Xiang Hong thought of her and Song Shu Yu standing together at her doorstep, just this idea flashed, she felt her legs go weak, this is something that can't even be thought about!

  "So you mean..." Song Shuyu's face was visibly displeased, did he just let her get the upper hand like that?

  However, shouldn't people learn to put themselves in others' shoes? Not to mention someone else's daughter, even if he had a underage sister, I reckon he would still jump up.

  Song Shuyu easily persuaded himself to be patient.

  "Wait - you don't understand my dad, he's very hot-tempered. Give me some time and let me slowly reveal some signs of romance to him, test the waters."

  Xiang Hong took a look and couldn't avoid it, so she thought of a safe plan.

  "Alright, I'll give you time to think about it, just don't keep me waiting for too long, okay?" Song Shuyu thought he couldn't rush her, and giving her a transition period was better.

  "Uh-huh, I'll plan it carefully, don't worry, it won't be long."

  Xiang Hong couldn't help but smile when he acted so obediently, and she thought to herself that it was easy to fool him like this, why bother dragging things out.

  Song Shuwei looked at her smiling appearance and said out his true intention for today.

  "Alright, I'll give you a few more days," he said with a long sigh, somewhat regretfully. "What a waste of such a good holiday, it's really too bad. My family is very nice and they're not hot-tempered at all. Otherwise, why don't you take some time off and we can go back home today to see them?"

  "Huh?" Xiang Hong was stunned, her little mouth agape, and she couldn't close it for a long time.

  Looking at Song Shuyu's expectant expression, she finally raised her hand and pushed her chin up, swallowing hard a few times before speaking.

  "It's too sudden today, isn't it? Visiting the mansion without an appointment might be impolite. Besides, I should at least prepare properly, but I haven't thought of what gift to bring them yet."

  Song Shuoye shook his head: "Not suddenly, Grandpa already knew what happened to his beloved car last night. Let me drive it back today... and also bring you back."

  "Does he want to settle accounts with us?" San Hong was somewhat stunned, she had been very careful last night, praying that they wouldn't hit anything.

  "Haha! You really can think of it! However, it's also possible that he has a new car of his own; after all, who doesn't know how much he loves his new ride?"

  At first when I borrowed his car, I said it was for chasing you;

  The key is, he heard that you were frightened last night and was very worried about you. He called this morning to come over and see you. I think it's not good to let the elderly worry and also have him come all the way here at his age. Since we can't avoid it, let's just go visit him openly and properly, which is also polite.

  So I didn't have a chance to discuss it with you and took the liberty of telling him that I'd bring you home today.

  Song Shuyu carefully chose his words and spoke with great reason.

  Scarlet moved her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

  He has already agreed, and further persuasion would only put him in a difficult position.

  Xiang Hong thought it through and sat up straight, encouraging herself. Had the moment finally arrived for the ugly daughter-in-law to meet her parents-in-law?

  Although she had imagined countless times the relatives who raised Song Shuyu, her heart was filled with respect and closeness, but when it really came to meeting them, she still felt a little timid, not knowing if they would like her.

  She somewhat awkwardly raised her hand to touch her face: "Will they think my face is a bit ugly?"

  Song Shuwei had never seen her look so flustered and lacking in confidence before, and couldn't help but gaze at her with pity.

  "No, you're my girlfriend. I like it when we hang out with them for a bit and get a feel for the family atmosphere. They'll be your relatives in the future too."

  No need to force yourself to be overly nice; just be your usual self."

  "Is that okay?" Shan Hong was puzzled.

  "Well, since we're all family now, it's tiring to put on a show. Your straightforwardness is indeed your advantage." Song Shuyu comforted her.

  Xiang Hong thought of the famous model Ye Feng, and felt that she couldn't walk the same elegant path as that woman. Song Shuyu made a good point, she was herself, and shouldn't be thrown into disarray just because of a strong opponent.

  "If they don't like me, will you distance yourself from me because of their advice?" Xiang Hong was still a little girl after all, thinking of the worst possible outcome, she involuntarily reached out and grabbed his hand, extremely nervous.

  "Hehe, silly, I'm not a kid, I know what I want and the woman I want is you. Don't worry, no one can change my mind."

  You come with me for a trip back home, just go through the motions, prove that we are all thinking of our family members, this is etiquette.

  Later on, if they like us, we'll go back home more often; if they don't like us, we'll go back home less often.

  "It's just a small matter, don't take it to heart."

  Song Shu suddenly couldn't help but laugh, he raised his hand to rub her short hair: "Alright, good girl, change your clothes, I'll take care of it, let's go out and have a look around."

  "Uh-huh, I need to get a haircut, and then we'll go buy them some gifts." Sang Hong nodded repeatedly as she walked and spoke.

  Song Shuwei raised his hand to clean up the dinner table, looking at Sang Hong's somewhat flustered back, and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

  Anyway, he was able to bring her home today.

  The two of them changed their clothes, Song Shu Yu accompanied Sang Hong to do her hair, and then drove her to the high-end shopping district where his mother often bought clothes. He knew that a grown woman's eyes were poisonous, and with one glance at what someone was wearing, she could tell the person's worth. He didn't want anyone to look down on his woman because of her clothes.

  Xiang Hong took a look at the price tag on the clothes and felt that there were two or three more zeros than necessary, so she immediately pouted, even though Song Shuyu was generous with her, but she had never worn new clothes to meet guests before.

  When she was very young, her mother told her that when a girl visits someone else's home, the clothes she wears must be worn in advance, washed and dried, so as not to feel awkward.

  But looking at Song Shuyu sitting steadily on the sofa with a full of expectation look, she didn't have the courage to refuse trying it on.

  Song Shuyu also tried to use an objective and critical eye to examine the clothes that Sang Hong wore, but perhaps it was a case of "beauty is in the eyes of the beholder", as no matter what Sang Hong put on, Song Shuyu thought she looked good, yet somehow slightly off.

  He thought carefully and realized that since he saw Sang Hong, she had worn ordinary clothes no more than three times.

  Just like now, he looked at the imported leather jacket she was wearing, with lace trimming and a soft fox fur collar, which set off her small face to look exceptionally delicate and lovely, just like a large doll in a shop window, beautiful indeed, but somehow lacking a certain flavor.

  Xiang Hong tried on outfit after outfit, each one recommended by the sales associate as suitable for her figure. She walked back and forth in front of Song Shuyu, who looked at her with a completely expressionless face.

  Suddenly thought of supermodel Ye Feng, she probably looks good even with a piece of broken cloth on her body!

  A person looks beautiful, how can they rely solely on clothes?

  "I don't like this kind of clothes, the waist is too tight, and it's hard to lift my arms over my head, it feels so awkward."

  Song Shuyu got up from the soft leather sofa and said considerately: "If you don't like it, we can change to another one."

  After she changed her clothes, he took her hand and walked with her to another house.

  As soon as they went out, Sang Hong waved his arm and said: "Hey, I don't want to try on clothes anymore. I'm already nervous, if I wear new clothes, I'll probably feel uncomfortable all over my body. Besides, I really don't like the clothes here, they're too expensive, and it's uncomfortable to wear them with ropes tied around me."

  "Shall we go find something relaxing to do?" Song Shuyu suggested enthusiastically.

  Xiang Hong shook her head and said after a while: "Your family is a military family, what kind of clothes do you usually wear when gathering at home?"

  "Uniforms." Song Shuyu said without hesitation.

  "Why don't I wear a military uniform instead? This attire is dignified and not eye-catching, it's also easier for them to identify with when sitting together."

  Xiang Hong's mind regained a bit of calmness, she looked at the neat camouflage training uniform she had just changed into and thought it made her look quite stylish.

  She didn't want to become a doll that stood out and clashed with his family's environment.

  Song Shuyu carefully looked at Sang Hong, who had changed back into her military uniform, and suddenly understood what was missing from her just now - the heroic spirit and charm that she had when wearing her military uniform. After all, those Western-style clothes only highlighted her sweet temperament, but did not help to bring out her own unique personality advantages, on the contrary, they made her seem ordinary and like any other girl.

  And she wore that kind of clothes, obviously awkward and uncomfortable. He roughly imagined Xiang Hong wearing such exquisite clothes, sitting among a group of olive green people at their home, eh - it seemed too ridiculous.

  "Alright, you still look comfortable and handsome in that outfit, so let's not worry about the clothes anymore."

  Song Shuwei also thought that those clothes that made her lines stand out looked more heart-pounding, but never mind, when she grew up and her temperament stabilized, she could wear whatever she wanted, there was no need to dress up like a doll now and let her family sneak a peek.