After Escaping Marriage [GL]

Yu Qingtang probed Cheng Zhanxi's hair with five fingers, trying to pull her up.

Cheng Zhanxi firmly controlled her ankle and quickened her movements.

Yu Qingtang was dizzy in front of her eyes, the waves were hurried and fierce, and the water splashed like a boat in a snowstorm.

There was a sudden knock on the wooden door.

Yu Qingtang almost lost his mind and pulled off Cheng Zhanxi's two hairs.

Cheng Zhanxi took a breath of cold air and let it out slowly.

Yu Qingtang almost suffocated Cheng Zhanxi because of her cold air.

There was silence in the house.

The tiny dust particles floating in the night were quiet.

Grandma Lin Xi put her ear against the wooden door, frowned suspiciously, and asked, "Zhan Xi, is there a mouse?"

Cheng Zhanxi freed his long hair from Yu Qingtang's hand, scratched her palm with his fingertips, Yu Qingtang clasped the tender meat on the back of her hand with his backhand and pinched it with his two fingers.

more and more proficient.

Cheng Zhanxi hissed and answered Grandma Lin Xi outside the door, her voice was the same as usual: "Yes, Grandma Lin Xi, she has run away."

Grandma Lin Xi said, "Do you want me to go in and fight mice for you?"

Cheng Zhanxi didn't speak for three seconds.

Yu Qingtang tilted her head to look at the wooden door that didn't look very sturdy, as if grandma Lin Xi would push the door in at any time, she started to pull Cheng Zhanxi's hair again, because she couldn't catch it anywhere else, it was slippery.

Cheng Zhanxi said sweetly, "No need, thank you, Grandma Linxi."

Grandma Lin Xi confirmed, "Is it really not necessary?"

Cheng Zhanxi didn't dare to challenge the firmness of his hair roots any more, and hurriedly said, "No, we've already slept."

Grandma Lin Xi said, "Then go to sleep, call me at night."

"Okay thank you."

Yu Qingtang held her breath and heard the footsteps at the door gradually receding.

She tilted her neck back involuntarily, Cheng Zhanxi covered the quilt that she had just opened to answer, and continued the unfinished business.

Yu Qingtang held Cheng Zhanxi's face with both hands, preventing her from lowering, and stopped her in a low voice and majestic: "Cheng Zhanxi."

Cheng Zhanxi got out of the quilt and put it on top of her.

Her fair and full forehead was full of fine sweat, all the way to the temples, and other places were also shiny, lips, chin, tip of nose, and cheeks.

Yu Qingtang didn't dare to look at the transparent liquid on her face, and turned her head to just expose her red ears in front of Cheng Zhanxi.

Cheng Zhanxi lowered his head and kissed him.

Yu Qingtang let out a low snort unexpectedly and pressed against Cheng Zhanxi's shoulder.

"Grandma Lin Xi..."

"She has already gone back." Cheng Zhanxi bit her earlobe lightly, laughed suddenly, and said, "Besides, isn't it a mouse? What's the matter with my Yu Tangtang?"

Yu Tangtang wanted to bite her.

"Anyway...it doesn't work."

"Okay, what are you talking about?" Cheng Zhanxi kissed her cheek indulgently, sat up to find the wet wipes on the bedside, cleaned them both carefully, and lay beside Yu Qingtang's pillow.

Yu Qingtang pursed her lips, unable to distinguish her lost expression in the hazy moonlight.

Footsteps sounded outside.

The two were shocked at the same time and looked at each other.

The toilet in the countryside was built outside the house, and grandma Lin Xi went to the toilet to settle it and came back.

The footsteps went away, followed by a soft closing sound.

Yu Qingtang whispered, "Did you really go back this time?"

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Yes."

Yu Qingtang breathed a sigh of relief in shock, and buried his face in Cheng Zhanxi's neck.

Cheng Zhanxi hugged her and gently patted her on the back to comfort her.

The first time I was in Midnight Horror, neither of them felt sleepy, but chatting in a small room with poor soundproofing also had the risk of attracting Grandma Lin Xi. So they hugged each other, looked at each other for a long time, and naturally returned to kissing involuntarily.

- That's what happened for the first time.

Cheng Zhanxi fished out Yu Qingtang's hand and pressed it to the top of his head.

Yu Qingtang raised her neck, and with her empty hands, she pulled her long hair down behind her ears.

Moonlight poured in from the skylight, and the two figures were tightly entangled.

Grandma Lin Xi rolled over in a daze and mumbled.

The mice in the house are out again.

...

There are many people raising chickens in the countryside. With a rooster crowing, the loud rooster crowing came from every household, and the shouting lit up a corner of the sky, and the whole village was shrouded in a light morning mist.

Yu Qingtang frowned uneasily in his sleep, drilled deeper into Cheng Zhanxi's arms, and muttered, "It's so noisy..."

Cheng Zhanxi closed his eyes, slept very deeply, and covered Yu Qingtang's ears as if his hands were self-conscious.

Yu Qingtang held her wrist, buried her face on her chest, adjusted to a comfortable sleeping position, and didn't move.

The sound of roosters continued, and the two of them slept soundly.

At six o'clock in the morning, Cheng Zhanxi woke up on time, her hand was still on Yu Qingtang's ear, Cheng Zhanxi looked down at her hand suspiciously, not knowing why it was in such a strange posture. And Yu Qingtang clings to her tightly, as if taking advantage of her.

Cheng Zhanxi looked at Yu Qingtang, who had only one ear left, and thought: Isn't she bored?

Cheng Zhanxi was about to get up, Yu Qingtang's head was gently placed on the pillow by her, and her cheeks were flushed with sleep, Cheng Zhanxi leaned over and kissed again, unable to hold back and almost woke Yu Qingtang.

Yu Qingtang snorted, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Cheng Zhanxi sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her quietly and attentively, holding her hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Yu Qingtang hugged the pajamas that Cheng Zhanxi had changed, and her eyes were quiet.

Cheng Zhanxi watched for almost half an hour without knowing it, she held the quilt for Yu Qingtang, went out lightly and closed the door.

Grandma Lin Xi went to the pond to wash clothes.

There is a pond in the yard at home, but women who are used to going to the pond are more willing to go to the pond.

Grandma Lin Xi is not very old. The older she is in the countryside, the earlier she gets married. She gave birth to a son and became a grandmother. She is ten years younger than Cheng Zhanxi's mother Song Qingrou, but she looks much older. According to Cheng Zhanxi's age, it is normal to be called auntie. Cheng Zhanxi at this age outside will even call her sister. But people in the village call her Grandma Lin Xi. She was XX mother when her son was alive, and she may have been XX daughter-in-law or XX family when her husband was alive. It seems that she herself has been wiped out as a person since she got married. I went, not even mentioning my name.

Lin Xi was sitting on the threshold, his head resting on the door frame, and his young face had a blank expression.

Cheng Zhanxi squatted on the low ground in the yard with a tea jar and brushed his teeth.

She washed her face, and Xiao Linxi was still sitting there, lowering her head and wiping her eyes.

Cheng Zhanxi went to ask her, and she said she missed her mother.

Cheng Zhanxi took her in his arms and patted her on the back gently.

Xiao Linxi didn't cry all the time, she quickly wiped away her tears, and happily went out to play with her friends.

The village is full of left-behind children, and everyone comes here like this, day after day, year after year.

The porridge on the stove was fragrant. Grandma Lin Xi came back and was drying clothes in the yard. Cheng Zhanxi went over to help.

Grandma Lin Xi, who is under 50 this year, has quick hands and feet, and Cheng Zhanxi has already dried two or three pieces quickly. Cheng Zhanxi shakes the children's clothes flat, pushes the hanger into them, and pretends to casually ask with a smile. Said: "Grandma Linxi, you are younger than my mother, I'm really embarrassed to call you grandma, what's your name?"

Grandma Lin Xi patted the dried clothes with her cocooned hands, and said casually, "My surname is Zhao."

Cheng Zhanxi asked, "What is Zhao?"

Grandma Lin Xi stopped in mid-air, and answered her after a few seconds: "Xue'e, my name is Zhao Xuue."

She patted her clothes lightly twice.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Do I call you Sister Xue'e or Aunt Zhao?"

Grandma Lin Xi, no, Zhao Xuue turned to look at her, her dark face showed an embarrassed smile, and said, "Aunt Zhao, I'm a dozen years older than you."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and said, "Just call her sister Xue'e."

Zhao Xue'e also smiled: "As you like."

"Sister Xue'e, what kind of porridge are you cooking? I smell so good."

"I cut half of the pumpkin I grew at home and put it in. You can try it later. If it's delicious, take some home. I have a lot more, and Lin Xi and I can't finish it." He got up with a smile on his face.

When Yu Qingtang came out of the door, what he saw was the scene where Cheng Zhanxi and Zhao Xue'e were chatting happily.

It was Zhao Xue'e who saw her first, nodded, and said, "I got up."

Cheng Zhanxi turned his face again, looked at her and smiled.

Yu Qingtang suddenly gave birth to a feeling that he was an outsider.

But in the next second, she lost that feeling, because Cheng Zhanxi walked over to her, took her hand, and said, "Sister Xue'e said that she will make pumpkin pie for us to eat."

Yu Qingtang glanced at her, her eyes narrowed slightly.

Miss Xue'e?

She didn't even spare Grandma Lin Xi when she wasn't there for a while? From an eighty-year-old woman to a three-year-old child, no one could escape her grasp.

Cheng Zhanxi knew the nature of her vinegar jar, and took her aside to explain.

Yu Qingtang held her face with both hands, looked into Cheng Zhanxi's eyes, and didn't speak for a long time.

Cheng Zhanxi didn't see the anger in her eyes, and said with a smile, "what's the matter?"

Yu Qingtang lifted her long hair that fell to her forehead, letting this beautiful face come into her eyes more clearly.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly know why you are so popular." Yu Qingtang sighed softly.

"Do you think I'm very good?"

"Um."

"Then I'm such a good person, isn't the person I like also very nice?"

Yu Qingtang smiled.

Cheng Zhanxi rubbed her face against the palm of her hand and asked, "Is it right?"

Yu Qingtang couldn't stand her coquettishness, and nodded with a smile: "Yes."

"Are we two a pair made in heaven, a pair made by the earth?"

"Yes."

"Then kiss me." Cheng Zhanxi closed his eyes.

Yu Qingtang looked around, Zhao Xue'e entered the kitchen, and Xiao Linxi hadn't come back.

Her heart was pounding, and she kissed Cheng Zhanxi's lips lightly.

Cheng Zhanxi closed his eyes and smiled.

Yu Qingtang's lips felt warm, and hurriedly said, "I'm going to wash up."

Cheng Zhanxi opened his eyes, and chuckled lightly as he watched her fleeing back in place, and suddenly looked towards the door of the yard with emotion, Xiao Linxi was standing outside the door, his mouth open enough to stuff a duck's egg.

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and waved to her.

Xiao Linxi came over a few seconds after his head crashed.

Cheng Zhanxi asked her what she was playing, and Xiao Linxi happily shared it with her immediately, forgetting the incident of accidentally seeing two people kissing.

Father Sun showed his face, and the village was full of smoke.

Zhao Xue'e came out of the kitchen and greeted, "It's time to eat."

Cheng Zhanxi helped Yu Qingtang put away the watercolor pens and drawing books on the table, put them on the stool in the corner of the living room, and went to the sink in the yard to wash their hands.

Cheng Zhanxi stood behind Yu Qingtang and hugged her, her hand wrapped Yu Qingtang's hand, and washed her after washing her.

The porridge and vegetables were served, in addition to the fragrant pumpkin pie, there were also fried dried radish with shrimp skin, mustard, homemade moldy tofu, and fried potato chips with green peppers, filling the small table. It can be seen from Xiao Linxi's surprise response that this is definitely not the regular configuration of their breakfast.

Yu Qingtang secretly twisted Cheng Zhanxi's waist under the dining table.

...

Cheng Zhanxi found a place with high terrain that could overlook the entire village to sketch. She put on an apron, sat in front of the easel, and used a palette and oil paints. Yu Qingtang took a pony up the mountain, put a folded chair in front of her, and spread out her drawing book on the chair.

The two started to draw at the same time.

Yu Qingtang finished painting first, then turned to look at Cheng Zhanxi, who had nothing else to do.

She quietly moved the chair out without making a sound. She turned a page in the book, and the protagonist in the painting became Cheng Zhanxi.

Cheng Zhanxi sat for several hours. She moved her sore neck and turned to look at Yu Qingtang beside her. Her eyes narrowed suddenly, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why are you sitting so far?" Cheng Zhanxi said with a smile to Yu Qingtang who had already reached the tree.

Yu Qingtang looked at the messed up painting, covered it with his hands, and said, "Sun."

"Sun?" Cheng Zhanxi looked at the sun above his head. The mountain was shady and cool, and the weather in April could not be called the sun. But since Yu Qingtang said so, she did not refute, and said, "Is the painting finished?"

"Finished."

"show me?"

Yu Qingtang turned a page back and showed it to her.

Yu Qingtang's paintings are very square, probably because of his mathematics studies. The lines are as straight as if they were measured with a ruler. The blue village houses are adjacent to the green rice fields, and the khaki ridges divide the rice fields into pieces. The creek winds its way down the valley not far away, and at the end there is a yellow dog.

Cheng Zhanxi smiled: "It's beautiful."

She turned her fingers back, and Yu Qingtang held her hand.

Cheng Zhanxi looked at her and asked, "What is it?"

Yu Qingtang said: "You, the painting is ugly, don't look at it."

Cheng Zhanxi raised his eyebrows: "Are you ugly when I was a kid?"

Yu Qingtang said without hesitation, "Mine is even uglier."

Cheng Zhanxi didn't insist on looking, but realized something from her words, and said ponderingly, "The painting I gave you when I was a child..."

"In my safe."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled: "Damn, black history."

Yu Qingtang disagreed and said, "The painting is very good."

"Let me revisit it." Cheng Zhanxi nodded at the one under his hand and said, "Are you sure you really don't show me this? The first portrait you gave me is very memorable."

Yu Qingtang hesitated for a moment, then let go.

Cheng Zhanxi turned over and made a soft "Yeah" sound.

Yu Qingtang looked at her.

Cheng Zhanxi sighed sincerely: "Where is this little painting genius from?"

Who is the person in this painting? She changed species entirely.

Cheng Zhanxi said nonsense: "Contemporary Picasso."

Yu Qingtang smiled and hit her on the arm.

Cheng Zhanxi took a picture of the painting with his mobile phone, took off his apron, and hugged for a while. Cheng Zhanxi's mobile phone rang, and Zhao Xue'e asked them to go back for lunch.

Yu Qingtang was slightly jealous politely.

Cheng Zhanxi hung up the phone and kissed Yu Qingtang's lips, she just gave a shallow kiss, but she didn't expect Yu Qingtang to take the initiative to attack, mainly against customers, Cheng Zhanxi mainly against customers, and the sound of water tsk tsk in the depths of the woods.

Cheng Zhanxi took Yu Qingtang's messy collar, looked at her misty eyes, and said, "Are you going?"

Yu Qingtang rested her forehead against her shoulder, calmed her breath for a while, and stood up.

Yu Qingtang also had work to do. The two took a nap at Lin Xi's house for half an hour, and then set off for the city. In the trunk, there was a pile of local specialties sent by Zhao Xue'e. They were all grown in their own fields, green and fresh, and they were also given away. A clay pot of homemade pickles.

The two people's usual range of activities is in 2102, and they go back to 2101 to sleep at night. There is one exception. Yu Qingtang prepares lessons and is busy with students working in 2101. The materials in her study are detailed. Cheng Zhanxi's study is mostly used for correcting papers, so every night Cheng Zhanxi has a period of time alone in the empty room.

After returning home, Yu Qingtang went directly back to 2101, and Cheng Zhanxi followed her in.

"Baby, discuss something." She stopped Yu Qingtang who was about to enter the study.

Yu Qingtang turned back.

Cheng Zhanxi said: "We go back and forth every day, do you want to live with me? My study is basically empty, and I don't need it at ordinary times. I will help you move the books and materials there."

Yu Qingtang was silent for a while and asked, "Now?"

It means not to refuse.

Cheng Zhanxi grinned, controlled it a little, and said, "you're done, I'll take the clothes you're going to wear tomorrow, can I open your wardrobe?"

Yu Qingtang's face became hot for no reason and nodded.

Cheng Zhanxi: "Then I'm going?"

Yu Qingtang said softly, "En."

Cheng Zhanxi walked towards the bedroom, and Yu Qingtang watched her back disappear into the door before turning around and entering the study.

Sitting in front of the computer at the desk, she touched her hot face.

She concentrated on work, but her ears betrayed her brain the first time she heard footsteps outside the door. Before her brain could react, she had already walked behind the study door and quietly opened a crack.

Cheng Zhanxi held her pajamas in her left hand and the hanger with the windbreaker in her right hand, walking towards the door of the living room.

Cheng Zhanxi restrained and did not empty Yu Qingtang's wardrobe.

She originally vacated a wardrobe for Yu Qingtang's clothes, but after thinking about it, she changed her mind and put them together with hers according to the season. You have me and I have you. They both dress in very different styles, and you can tell whose clothes are at a glance.

Cheng Zhanxi put on a new four-piece bed set, which was neatly spread.

She sat on the single sofa by the window and laughed to herself for a while, rubbed her face, got up, took the book, entered the door of 2101, and sat on the sofa to read.

Yu Qingtang heard the sound of the door closing outside, and saw Cheng Zhanxi sitting on the back of the sofa through the crack of the door, Fang returned to his seat, and continued typing on the keyboard.

After having dinner halfway through, Cheng Zhanxi used her kitchen to order two bowls of seafood noodle soup.

Ten p.m.

Yu Qingtang rubbed his aching eyebrows, turned off the computer, and stretched.

She walked out of the study and was stunned for a while when she saw the empty living room, and then realized that she should go to live opposite.

drip-

With the sound of the password lock being unlocked, the door of 2101 opened from the outside, and Cheng Zhanxi walked in.

Yu Qingtang: "?"

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and said, "I'll pick you up."

Yu Qingtang watched her walk in front of him, leaned her face on her shoulder, closed her eyes, and breathed lightly.

Cheng Zhanxi knowingly hugged her horizontally.

Yu Qingtang's coquettish behavior was not as straightforward as she was. After the two had been together as a couple for a few days, Cheng Zhanxi could almost understand her body language.

Cheng Zhanxi carried her to the 2102 entrance, and Yu Qingtang reached out and closed the door.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "I'll ask the master to change the combination lock tomorrow."

Yu Qingtang said, "I'll reimburse you."

Cheng Zhanxi suddenly said, "Oh, I almost forgot that you are the landlord." She lowered her head and kissed the tip of Yu Qingtang's nose, "When will this month's rent be paid?"

Yu Qingtang was tickled by her kiss, she shrank back, and whispered, "Do you still have to pay the rent?"

"If you don't pay the rent, what do you have to pay for it?"

Yu Qingtang looked up at her and thought: Aren't you all mine? What else can you get?

Cheng Zhanxi saw her clear eyes, her face full of doubts, and she couldn't say what she thought.

Compared to Yu Qingtang, his thoughts are really impure!

"It's nothing." Cheng Zhanxi didn't stop in the living room, but carried him directly into the bedroom and put it into the single sofa, "Do you take a bath first or should I take a bath first? Or..."

She dragged her voice long, caressed Yu Qingtang's chin with warm fingers, and asked ambiguous, "Let's wash together?"

Yu Qingtang's face turned red.

They had taken separate baths in their own homes before, except for the two times they stayed in the hotel together, they had never taken a bath in the same room. Is it too fast to proceed directly to the mandarin duck bath? But if Cheng Zhanxi insisted, she would not refuse.

Will Cheng Zhanxi help her wash? Or wash her yourself? Will she be herself in the bathroom? It must be very comfortable. Everything Cheng Zhanxi gave her is the best and most comfortable.

Yu Qingtang pursed her lips silently.

Cheng Zhanxi laughed and said, "Just kidding, go take a shower."

Yu Qingtang pursed her lips even tighter, resisting not to look up at Cheng Zhanxi, for fear of revealing the disappointment in her eyes.

Cheng Zhanxi tilted his head.

Why do you think Yu Qingtang is not very interested? It was fine just now, because she took a bath, did she feel awkward and uncomfortable?

Cheng Zhanxi secretly remembered this lesson, and he should proceed step by step, and he should not run the train with his mouth full.

Cheng Zhanxi put Yu Qingtang's pajamas into the bathroom, turned on the shower head in the shower room, adjusted the water temperature to a suitable temperature, and came out and said to Yu Qingtang, "Okay, you can wash it."

Yu Qingtang watched her back leave the bathroom, her lips moving.

Cheng Zhanxi grabbed the door handle of the bathroom, and suddenly looked back, Yu Qingtang was facing her sideways, not looking at her at all.

Is it an illusion?

Cheng Zhanxi took the door thoughtfully.

In the bathroom, Yu Qingtang bit her lower lip angrily.

The sound of water in the shower soon came to my ears.

Cheng Zhanxi opened the drawer of the bedside table, and there were five boxes of fingertips with different functions neatly arranged. She put the frequently used ones on the top for easy access, closed the drawer again, sat on the sofa and stretched her long legs. Take your time for a manicure.

She put away the nail clippers, picked up the phone on the coffee table, checked the time, and frowned.

Yu Qingtang had been in for more than 40 minutes, and should have come out long ago.

Cheng Zhanxi put down his legs, walked to the door of the bathroom, listened to the sound of water inside, and knocked on the door.

"Yu Qingtang?"

"Baby, are you in there?"

The sound of the water didn't stop at all, such a shower sound had been going on for a long time.

Cheng Zhanxi had an ominous premonition in his heart, knocked on the door hard, and raised his voice: "Yu Qingtang."

The water from the shower splashed on the bathroom floor tiles, and then on the straight and well-proportioned legs of the woman next to her. Yu Qingtang stood quietly in the glass bathroom without making a sound.

Cheng Zhanxi outside the door never got a response, looked anxious, and finally couldn't help it.

"I'm in." Cheng Zhanxi grabbed the door handle and twisted it down.

There was mist in the bathroom, and a thin back could be vaguely seen, with long black hair sticking to the clean back, Cheng Zhanxi couldn't see it, and took a few steps forward: "Yu Qingtang?"

Yu Qingtang turned to face her.

Cheng Zhanxi froze in place.

Yu Qingtang said in a calm and composed tone that had been rehearsed for a long time: "Did you call me? I didn't hear it."

Cheng Zhanxi's eyes went from top to bottom, and he swallowed.

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I also swallowed.

#As expected of you Yu Tangtang#