On the Best Ways to Punish a Playful Ex

Shen Zhengying couldn't figure out what the reason for kissing Hu Lai was, he just thought that the little girl would be coaxed if she was upset, she would like this way.Colleagues who are about her age would kiss their daughters like this, she thought, there is nothing wrong with treating a little girl as a daughter in this life.

It may be that the way she kisses is not like the way the elders treat the little girl. Hu Lai thinks that kissing is encouragement and temptation.

It may also be that the kiss revealed her thoughts that Hu Lai was beautiful and delicious.

Maybe, maybe.

It seems irresponsible to say that, Shen Zhengying really can't tell the difference, or he doesn't want to make the difference.

The little girl's smile made her dazzled, especially the smug look, it was thanks to her quick wit that she came up with such a trick in a hurry.

The little girl's grievance filled her with love and compassion. Hu Lai's words and actions were all for her, and he didn't care about himself at all.

From the past to the present, no one has defended her unreservedly like Hu Lai.

It's ridiculous when you think about it.

When the warm lips pressed against her, the past, once, and reason all stagnated, leaving only a slightly moist softness.

Shen Zhengying was dizzy.

Hu Lai's kiss was like the continuation of the game that took her soaring into the sky in the primitive jungle. It was warm and well-measured. The cool tip of her tongue was like a swimming fish, dexterously shuttled back and forth, attracting her to kiss back unconsciously. .

Kiss begins with injustice, burns with passion//desire, and ends with love and pity.

The two of them were separated slightly, giving some room to breathe. Hu Lai's hand was on the back of her head, but he didn't let go.

Shen Zhengying was afraid that she would kiss her again despite her disregard, so she hurriedly pushed her hand away.

Fortunately, no one passed by the car for the time being.

Hu Lai's actions were faster than her mind, she climbed onto Shen Zhengying's lips, and it was understandable that she thought that a kiss on the face might have other meanings, but she was too eager and angry to take the kiss as permission.

Kissing is the ultimate way to convey one's heart, and it is difficult to fake one's reaction.She could feel Shen Zhengying's shock and hesitation, and she could also feel Shen Zhengying's forbearing and eager response.To her surprise, after the kiss, Shen Zhengying honestly accepted her feelings, only accepting her fate without blaming her.

Hu Lai didn't know that even if her heart was surging at this moment, with affection//desire, pity//love, longing, and a little bit of injustice and anxiety entangled together, it was far less than Shen Zhengying's inner agitation.

Shen Zhengying has always been used to hiding her emotions. Perhaps it is Hu Lai's tolerance and the degree of advance and retreat that make her feel safe and free, so she will show the few true temperaments in front of Hu Lai.

In the dream the night before, the demon Hu Lai's tail aroused her body's longing, making her throbbing and restless. Just now, her lips and teeth were attached to each other, ecstasy and emotion, and she almost lost her soul.

Shen Zhengying knew that she needed strong willpower to maintain her composure, so she said subtly and without embarrassment: "People come and go here, if Deng Yanxi finds them, they will run away in vain."

"Then shall we go to the reserved hotpot restaurant?"

She didn't want to get into the crowd to eat hot pot, she just wanted to calm down and sort out her chaotic mood.

"Let's get out of here first and find a quiet place where we can talk, shall we?"

Shen Zhengying didn't think that kissing could relieve Hu Lai's anger. Maybe the matter is over now, and maybe Hu Lai will come to struggle with this issue again in two days.She should also tell Hu Lai about her entanglement with Deng Yanxi.Perhaps, Hu Lai still wanted to talk to her about the kiss just now.

It's exactly what Hu Lai wanted.

"Then why not go to my house."

Shen Zhengying was astonished.

Today's young people are so straightforward. After kissing the front foot, they go home and what to do.

"Hey."

She didn't know what expression to make.

"You said, a quiet place where you can talk. This weekend, everywhere is full of people." Hu Lai suddenly smiled, "Mr. Shen, where did you think of going? Huh?"

"I didn't think so." Shen Zhengying covered his face with one hand.

Hu Lai squeezed her hand, "Don't worry, I won't burden you, and I won't embarrass you. Take your time."

Shen Zhengying didn't want to hear a word, "What happened to your hand?"

The little girl's palms were cold and trembling slightly.

"It's nothing." Hu Lai started the car and found that his hands and legs were still shaking, so he simply turned off the engine, "No, I have to calm down for a while."

The aftermath of the kiss just now was slightly rippling, not only the heart was trembling, but also the hands and feet were trembling.

It turned out that the little girl was not as calm as she looked on the surface. Shen Zhengying was funny, but for some reason, she clearly wanted to laugh, but her eyes were hot, and there were faint tears, and she held Hu Lai's hands on her lap sideways.

After absorbing Shen Zhengying's heat and affirmation, Hu Lai's fluctuating heart gradually returned to normal. He stared at Shen Zhengying's red lips, and smacked the lingering taste of saliva just now.

Shen Zhengying let go of his hand and stuffed water into her arms, "Drink."

"what?"

"As you said, water is the source of life, so save water."

Hu Lai smiled, took a few sips, handed it back, waited for Shen Zhengying to drink the rest of the water, fastened his seat belt and said, "Let's go."

After calming down, many questions popped up.

While Hu Lai was waiting for the red light, Shen Zhengying asked her, "How do you know Deng Yanxi's name?"

"I came early, I chatted with that who, Xiao Wang, she is in charge of contacting you, right? Ask her who is that thirteen o'clock, and she said it. I think she is dissatisfied with thirteen o'clock, so I just pretend It’s interesting for her to talk about clichés, and she directly talked about what hurt her at thirteen o’clock, no matter how old she is at thirteen o’clock, it’s still thirteen o’clock.” Hu Lai unlocked the phone and handed it to Shen Zhengying, “Since we’re back, we’ll stay at home For dinner, it’s better to eat fish pot in sour soup, so that you won’t have to wait for a long time and cry.”

"Whoever has been waiting for a long time, who hasn't eaten...cries." Shen Zhengying was dissatisfied.

Make yourself like a three-year-old who only knows how to eat and cry.

She has a little regret at most!

"I, of course it's me. How could it be you, Mr. Shen? You are mature, beautiful and generous, why would you miss a mere hot pot? Order Ding Dong to buy some dishes. There is sour soup fish pot base at home, the authentic Guizhou brand from the country girl The taste of sour soup may be better than the authentic ones in the store."

"Can the ones you buy be more authentic than those in the store?"

"That's right, my colleague is a native of Guizhou. It can't be wrong. Oh, by the way, I'm old-fashioned. It's her cat, a white cat."

"Then who is old K?"

"A cheese cat in another colleague's house."

Shen Zhengying laughed out loud, "You really..."

"It's so difficult to pick up two names that look like they are mixed up outside. Of course, I borrow them first. Fortunately, I am full of wisdom, and I think of those two cats when I think about them. I will send two canned cats to my muse some other day. .”

"By the way, don't laugh like that in the future."

"Why are you laughing?"

"Wretched, when it comes to old K. You laugh so hard that it's hard to say."

"That's called entering the play, okay?"

"Why didn't you go to film? Has a talent scout approached you?" With Hu Lai's conditions, it shouldn't be a problem to enter the show business circle. Regardless of appearance, he has a good brain and a high EQ, so there is a lot to do.

Teacher Shen’s question was off-the-charts, and Hu Lai answered honestly: “I was approached by scouts when I was a child. Being a star is too hard, and I don’t have to worry about food and drink at home. Why should I suffer? I like acting. I also don’t like to experience other people’s lives, and I don’t want to be surrounded by people. Of course, my mother doesn’t allow it. In fact, I don’t have any ideals and ambitions, I just want to eat, drink, and be a useless person.”

"You are very cheap."

"That's right." Hu Lai turned to look at Shen Zhengying, "Now I have a little more ideal."

Without asking, Shen Zhengying knew that it was related to him, Shen Zhengying said, "Don't look at me, look at the road."

The educational institution that invited Shen Zhengying to train was not too far from where the two lived, and it was estimated that there was still a ten-minute drive away. Hu Lai urged Shen Zhengying to buy groceries. "Order early and deliver early."

"What do you want to buy? Fish? I don't know how to choose." Shen Zhengying is an eighth-level painstaking hand in buying vegetables, and a tenth-level painstaking hand in cooking. He gets a headache when he sees raw vegetables.

"You don't need to choose, just read the words. No crucian carp, no bream, no grass carp, no herring, no tilapia. You can choose what you want to eat, and they will kill it and send it to you. Just wash it and you can put it in the pot."

Shen Zhengying looked around, but couldn't decide.

Hu Lai couldn't stand it anymore, "Why don't you choose the stickleback and buy five or six? If you want to eat a few, double up and buy them. If you can't pick one out, choose the expensive one."

There was no need to choose, as long as he obeyed and acted, Shen Zhengying was very satisfied, and his tone gradually relaxed. "What else to buy?"

"Do you want to eat hairy crabs? You can buy them if you want them. Vegetables, soy products, octopus, and shrimps if you want to eat them. You can buy whatever you want for hot pot. Oh, buy two coconuts. Buy whatever else you want, no need Save me money."

"Well, I know you are rich, Bai Fumei."

Buying vegetables grinds and chirps, but mocking people is sharp-tongued.

For the first time in history, Hu Lai felt a little sympathy for Jiang Yuming, and took a look at her from time to time. "Is your son stepping on the bench to wash rice and cook rice at the age of five, and cooking poached eggs in a frying pan at the age of seven?"

"Why do you have to cook by yourself when there is a cafeteria? His dad can cook. Also, I can fry poached eggs." Shen Zhengying was not convinced.

"Okay, you will."

It was the first time I saw someone so proud that she could fry poached eggs. I didn't know that she could cook poached eggs into a Tai Chi diagram.

"Mr. Shen, concentrate on choosing dinner, our evening happiness is in your hands. The default address, WeChat payment, payment password is 995413."

Hearing the string of passwords, Shen Zhengying said naturally: "You were born in 95, three years older than my son."

Hu Lai frowned, unable to tell whether she felt that she was young or not in her words, and interjected: "It's too early for you to get married and have a baby, and you have a baby before you graduate?"

"Graduated, just after graduating, you have solved the major problems in life, got married and had children." Shen Zhengying laughed, not the kind of joyful laughter. Seeing that Hu Lai was looking at her specially, she smiled at her, "It's all gone through, Getting married, having babies, and getting divorced." After speaking, he shook his phone, "Buy it."

Hu Lai lived at most one stop away from H University and Shen Zhengying's house, and it was only a few minutes' drive away.

When he walked into Hu Lai's house, it was another accident.

It is different from Bai Fumei's exquisite home decoration in Shen Zhengying's imagination, stepping into the door is a breath of life.

Flowers and green plants are placed everywhere, and there is no shortage of daily necessities, rice, oil, salt; a large Buddha's hand is placed on the cabinet opposite the dining table, exuding a faint fragrance; a copy of André Gide's "The Narrow Door" is placed on the gray sofa, and the bookmark holder In the third position; there are snack baskets and glasses on the coffee table, with a little water left in the cups; clothes are drying on the hangers on the balcony, and when you approach, there is the soft aroma of laundry detergent, as if someone opened fire anytime, anywhere, someone Watching a movie, some people sit on the ground and turn on the light to read a book.

It's like a home, not just a bachelorette place.