Siheyuan: This is really immoral

Jingle bell bell~

The rapidly spinning wheels were accompanied by the occasional crisp sound of the car bell, and in a flash we returned to the small courtyard.

I knocked on the door a few more times, but to my surprise, the door opened without any warning.

"Brother Linzhuang, you are here!"

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, it was Qin Jingru, the reckless girl. Qin Jingru opened the door without any preparation and threw herself directly into Lin Zhuang's arms.

"Ah~"

After Lin Zhuang hugged her tightly, he tapped her forehead. When he heard her cry of pain, he said unhappily:

"Next time you open the door carefully, you didn't even see who was at the door before you opened it so wide, what if someone wanted to do something bad to you?"

"I...I heard from my sister that you would come back for lunch at noon, so the person knocking on the door must be you...humph!"

Qin Jingru explained awkwardly, then got down from under Lin Zhuang, covered her forehead and ran inside. With such a resentful voice, God knows how much injustice she had suffered.

Lin Zhuang shook his head helplessly, then pushed the car in. After locking the door, he heard some noise in the kitchen and walked into it.

Then I heard:

"Sister, Brother Linzhuang bullied me. He, he even knocked me on the forehead and said that I was careless."

Qin Huairu was busy preparing lunch in the kitchen, so she had no time to take care of Qin Jingru. No matter whether Linzhuang had anything to do after lunch, her first priority now was to prepare lunch for Linzhuang.

Qin Jingru saw that Lin Zhuang ignored her, so she went up to him and shook his arm, continuing to act coquettishly:

"Sister~ Did you hear what I said? Brother Linzhuang is bullying others..."

Qin Huairu saw that she was completely disturbed, so she quickly pulled her arm out and said:

"Jingru, I don't have time to argue with you. If you're angry, just go upstairs. Although we've eaten a lot of meat, we can't waste several pounds of meat. Go play and don't disturb me."

Qin Jingru was dismayed to see that her sister not only did not help her to uphold justice, but also did not even listen to what she said, and pretended to leave angrily on the spot.

"Whoops..."

However, he didn't expect that as soon as he went out, he bumped into Lin Zhuang who was about to come in. The tip of his nose was a little red from being hit by Lin Zhuang's hard chest, and he was subconsciously scared out of his wits.

Lin Zhuang locked his hand around her slender waist and said:

"Jingru, what's wrong? Your nose is about to turn into a chimney. What did you just say in there?"

Qin Jingru didn't dare to repeat what she said in front of Lin Zhuang, and said hesitantly:

"No...nothing!"

"Really?"

At this point, Qin Jingru said with a firm tone: "Of course it's true!"

"Ah~ put me down!"

Just after Qin Jingru finished speaking, Lin Zhuang suddenly exerted force on the hand on her lower back, hugged Qin Jingru around the waist, and completely ignored Qin Jingru's exclamations, and quickly went upstairs.

He gently threw Qin Jingru onto the bed, leaned over and pressed half of his body against her upper body, and whispered in her ear:

"Jingru, did you really not say anything? I heard your complaints clearly."

Even in summer, the heat still touched Qin Jingru's most sensitive earlobe, causing her eyelashes to blink nervously. She said:

"Brother Linzhuang, I...I haven't recovered yet. You...you can go find my sister after dinner."

Lin Zhuang chuckled and chose to go deeper with his hands, obviously not intending to let go of this budding flower.

The war began when Qin Jingru was hesitant and reluctant.

......

After Qin Huairu finished cooking, she shouted to the living room:

"Linzhuang, it's time for dinner~ Jingru, go to Goudan's house across the street and help me call Xiaodang back."

But obviously there was no response. Qin Huairu thought that the two of them were whispering to each other upstairs, so she walked upstairs slowly and quietly to eavesdrop.

But when she was halfway up the stairs, she heard the ups and downs of a melodious voice. Qin Huairu naturally knew what the voice was. She secretly frowned in her heart that her sister did not suppress her voice at all in this small attic with no sound insulation.

Logically, Qin Huairu should have turned around and gone downstairs at this time, but she subconsciously continued to suppress the sound and walked slowly upstairs. When she reached the door of the room where the sound came from, she found that they didn't even close the door properly.

Qin Huairu continued to "subconsciously" look through the crack in the door. As soon as she saw it clearly, she retracted her head, tightened her legs, and cursed inwardly: These two people don't even know how to endure it. It's almost lunch time. According to the standards of Linzhuang, I don't know when they will be able to finish.

Qin Huairu leaned against the wall, closed her eyes, and didn't know what she was thinking about.

After a long while, Qin Huairu went downstairs tremblingly, preparing to go across the street to pick up Xiaodang. When going downstairs, she even blocked her ears, fearing that her legs would go weak.

When Xiao Dang came back, he asked in the yard:

"Mom, where is Uncle Linzhuang?"

Qin Huairu said to her awkwardly, "Xiaodang, your uncle Linzhuang and your aunt are talking about something. Can we not disturb them? Look at you, your hands are full of mud. Come here and I will wash them for you."

Just as Xiaodang washed his hands and sat at the dining table waiting, the two people upstairs did not come down. Hungry Xiaodang jumped down from the stool and said:

"Mom, I heard Uncle Linzhuang and Auntie singing. I'll go up and call them down to eat!"

Qin Huairu quickly hugged Xiaodang in her arms and said:

"Xiaodang, mom told you not to disturb them. If you are hungry, mom will serve you some food first. Eat first and don't go up to disturb your Uncle Linzhuang."

Just like that, Xiaodang held a small bowl of rice and ate it with his mouth full of oil, but Qin Huairu did not move her chopsticks.

......

upstairs.

After Qin Jingru begged for mercy, Lin Zhuang finally didn't have the heart to torture her to death. With an unsatisfied look on his face, he stopped the wind and rain on the second floor, looked at Qin Jingru and said:

"Starting tomorrow, you and your sister should exercise in the yard in the morning or evening when it's not so hot. Your physical condition is too poor."

"I...I, Brother Linzhuang, let's go eat. Can you come find my sister later? My sister kept repeating your name before she went to sleep last night. She must have missed you so much!"

Lin Zhuang nodded seriously, and seeing her weak appearance, he helped her put on her clothes and said to her:

"Let's go downstairs to eat."