Twenty, Toad who eats swan meat

  Xie Fangji just bought new clothes.

  Han Yu didn't mean to leave.

  She turned again to the ladies' department and stopped in front of a lingerie counter.

  She was hesitant. Fang Jixin's face turned bright red with embarrassment, which solidified her determination. This was exactly the effect she wanted.

  She walked in with her head held high. She was very confident about her figure, and she had the capital to be proud of it, having practiced dance since she was a child.

  What are you standing there for? Come in!

  Han Yu was urging him on. She deliberately wanted Fang Ji Xin to lose face.

  Backing down is not his style, even on this special battlefield, the red makeup army. Fang Jixin steeled himself and walked in.

  I'm going all out today!! He secretly encouraged himself in his heart.

  Soft and transparent lingerie, piercing straight into the eyes. This is merely a visual stimulation for the eyes; if one closes their eyes and lets their imagination run wild, the temptation would be absolutely enough to bring out the true nature of men. Fang Jixin's heart began to beat faster.

  Han Yu began to regret his momentary impulse. How could his secrets be easily peeked by this person?!

  In her own imagination, in this scene, the boy who should be by her side should be tall and handsome, and also very gentlemanly. Fang Jixin doesn't have any of these qualities at all. He's not good-looking, and even has a somewhat lewd air about him. If it weren't for his fair skin and the scholarly air about him, he could really be classified as one of the lowest of the low.

  A piece of embroidered transparent lingerie caught her eye, with a subtle and implicit design that was full of connotation. She couldn't help but want to go over. But she didn't move. She saw Fang Jixin's gaze also lingering on it.

  Did he also fall in love with this one?!

  Yes, Fang Jixin was also attracted to this palm-sized piece of silk. Especially that one flower, it triggered his imagination. In his mind, a woman's private parts should be like flowers.

  This is this year's new style, the texture feels very good, it fits closely to the body and is light and soft, it can reflect the humanistic care for women. The salesperson is promoting it in a timely manner.

  Black mystery, pink romance, blue tranquility, red passion, purple stability, which one will she choose?

  Fang Ji Xin was guessing.

  Let's wrap everything up.

  Han Yu said lightly.

  She found Fang Ji's eyes began to shine, with a somewhat ** expression.

  Can't let him have the chance to think wildly anymore.

  He's so perverted! She felt somewhat resentful.

  But to be honest, Fang Jixin's vision is still very compatible with his own.

  More than 10,000 yuan, looking at Han Yu's expression when swiping the card without blinking. Fang Jixin secretly stuck out her tongue. Where did she get so much money?

  Dinner was eaten in a wine house, of course, the meal was paid by Han Yu. The reason is simple, he invited Fang Ji Xin to do temporary moving for so long, and should show some appreciation. If Fang Ji Xin insisted on paying the bill, then Han Yu would simply pay him his wages instead. Either accompany him to eat or take the wages and leave, choose one.

  Fang Jixin is stupid again, but he's not stupid enough to take money and let someone go.

  Although he wanted to, he really lacked money!

  After dinner, Han Yu had no intention of going back to school. She hadn't gone crazy enough yet.

  She dragged Fang Jixin into a medium-sized song hall and slipped in.

  Although Fang Jixin is a bit of a temporary boyfriend, he'll do for now.

  She took the microphone and started singing. Her singing was average, but she knew how to appreciate herself and was very self-indulgent. She repeatedly asked for applause, and Fang Jixin reluctantly accommodated her.

  She was tired of singing. She handed the microphone over to Fang Jixin, hinting that he should sing a song. He didn't want to sing but couldn't resist Han Yu's persuasion.

  He chose "Lavender", the story behind the song is very touching.

  He was moved.

  Selfless dedication, this kind of person needs a high level of self-cultivation. He also wants to be like that.

  The song is over.

  There was no reaction at all. This is exactly what he wanted. Listening to songs requires careful attention!

  Hmm, something's off about the atmosphere. No, it should be Han Yu's gaze that's a bit off. It feels weird.

  Is that the bumpkin?! Even if Ding Rui himself came, it wouldn't be like this. Han Yu couldn't believe the reality in front of him.

  How can you sing so well?

  Is it? I don't think so myself.

  Fang Jixin replied perfunctorily. In fact, this was nothing to him; in the Teng Long squad, Fang Jixin had received professional training in this area.

  The music is still going on, very softly.

  Fang Ji felt himself being pulled by a mysterious force, and he stretched out his hand towards Han Yu.

  Was he going to ask himself to dance? Han Yu was somewhat incredulous.

  Her hand was pulled, her waist was wrapped, and her footsteps were led. The rhythm and beat matched perfectly. The master of the dance floor turned out to be this man in front of her, this unassuming man. In his arms, she felt a warmth that was so cozy. In his arms, she couldn't help but close her eyes...

  Time flies so fast.

  The two returned to school and it was almost 11 o'clock. On the way to send Han Yu back to her dormitory, neither of them spoke. At the door, Fang Jixin stopped. He handed over the bag in his hand to Han Yu.

  Han Yu left the part that belonged to her, and pushed the rest to Fang Ji Xin. He hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out to take it. Since he had already eaten with her and played with her, there was no point in pushing it away anymore. Moreover, doing so would definitely make her unhappy, and he didn't want to see her unhappy.

  What are you doing tomorrow?

  Han Yu's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible even to herself.

  I went to the library to read books.

  See you at 9 o'clock at the entrance of the library.

  Alright, I'll wait for you then.

  Fang Ji Xin did not hesitate in the slightest.

  His words made Han Yu feel happy. Turning around, she quickly ran into the dormitory gate.

  Tonight is destined to be sleepless.

  At 9 o'clock, when Fang Jixin arrived at the library entrance, Han Yu was already there. She looked even more beautiful today, stunningly so. To the point where the boys going in and out couldn't help but take a second glance.

  Fang Ji Xin put on a new set of clothes. He looked very spirited. As the saying goes, "A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on its saddle," his scholarly air was even thicker.

  She found a quiet corner and sat down, but before Han Yu could say anything, Fang Jixin handed her a package. When she opened it, she saw a stack of money, exactly the amount she had spent yesterday.

  Han Yu's face changed instantly.

  Sorry, we meant something else. I...

  The words I had thought of on the way were all forgotten at this moment. In fact, I had already predicted Han Yu's reaction at this moment, but I didn't expect her to be so intense.

  Han Yu suppressed her urge to slap the money in Fang Ji Xin's face. She was giving him a chance.

  I know you're not short of money, but I still want to return it to you. In our hometown, there's a rule that if a man sleeps with a woman, he has only two choices: either die or marry her. I'm clear about my own conditions, and I'm not good enough for you.

  Fang Ji made up a lie, she would never go back to her hometown to verify it.

  No use, if you don't strive for it yourself, how would you know there's no opportunity?

  Han Yu almost blurted it out.

  Where did you get this money from?

  I earned it myself, rest assured, absolutely clean.

  An uncouth fellow, how did he suddenly come up with so much money overnight?

  He left one trick up his sleeve; how many more does he have?

  Take this money back, if you still consider me as a friend?

  Han Yu didn't want to bother with him anymore. She returned the money.

  Fang Ji Xin felt somewhat embarrassed.

  Otherwise I'll treat you tonight.

  Fang Jixin found an excuse for himself.

  Let's just say it then. The answer is very cold.

  The whole morning was gloomy and oppressive. Fang Jixin couldn't even concentrate on his book.

  In the evening, Han Yu still came, but this time she brought her entourage, best friend Wu Juan.

  Maybe Wu Juan deliberately brought him to a place with high consumption, when it was time to pay the bill, Fang Jixin felt some pain. Three months' salary just gone like that.

  This little money in his hand was begged by him for half a day before it was withdrawn from his own account by his superior.

  In the following days, the two returned to normal.

  Han Yu returned to his usual cold demeanor as if nothing had happened. Fang Jixin was initially a bit down, but later came around too. He knew his own situation best.

  Can I make her happy?

  Then don't be delusional.

  Han Yu felt a bit bitter in her heart, why did she have to ask him. Wasn't she unwanted by anyone else? As soon as she thought about how it was all her initiative from the start, she felt wronged. Why, why was it like this. She also had self-respect, and girls should be even more reserved.

  The war between the two did not calm down due to the protagonist's withdrawal. On the contrary, their affair became explosive news: The toad ate the swan meat!

  No one was surprised...

  Years later today, Qiulin thought of the scene at that time and felt puzzled: Why did the swan meat always get picked up by the toad?!

  Actually, the reason is very simple. The toad was originally useless, so when doing something, it has nothing to worry about and won't consider gains or losses. As a result, it dares to think of anything and do anything, including things that make the swan look sideways.

  Every woman who has appeared around me, in terms of appearance and quality, which one is not a femme fatale? Wherever I go, I will stir up the turbulent waves in the hearts of men, accelerating adrenal secretion. But why do they die for such an unremarkable little man like myself? The key lies in that I never put my care for them on my lips, on the surface, but leave it at the critical points of life and fate.

  As a man, you should understand life better than women. What is life? Everyone has their own different answers. Autumn Lin's interpretation is simple, just two sentences: Use the hope of living to live out the depth and splendor of life.

  If there hadn't been so many external disturbances and pressures at the beginning, would I have chosen another path?! It's really hard to say. If it wasn't for me, it should be Han Yu, not the center of the whirlpool, she was just an ordinary-looking girl, what would the outcome be?

  It's hard to predict what will happen in life!