armyinform Chapter 468 Boudoir
Chapter 468 Boudoir
Lu You walked in with tea and supplements, and happened to see Tang Jing throwing the handle.
“F**k! Grooved fast and slow knife! Is this difficulty really for humans? It’s ok to cut me once, but you cut me three or four times in a row. Just rush out of the screen and kill me!”
Tang Wan followed Lu You with a fruit basket in her arms. Seeing this, she lowered her voice and whispered, "My brother has gone crazy playing games. Don't bother with him."
"Understandable."
Lu You had gotten stuck in games before, and was almost driven crazy by the torture, but the sense of accomplishment after completing a level was incomparable to anything else.
Lu You glanced at the TV screen. From the characters, UI and background, it was not difficult to tell that this was a stand-alone game that had been all the rage on the Internet in recent days.
Lu You bought it, but because he didn't have time, he left it in the warehouse gathering dust.
Tang Wan looked at Lu You and asked, "Have you played this game before?"
Lu You shook his head slightly and said, "I bought it, but I haven't played it yet."
"Take me one?"
Lu You shifted his gaze and looked at Tang Wan, saying, "Let me make it clear in advance that you can't get impatient."
"Look at what you said. I'm very calm and have never gotten angry." Tang Wan said confidently.
Lu You tapped Tang Wan's nose and teased, "I don't know who it is, but she couldn't get through Sekiro and cried for her husband to help."
Tang Wan snorted lightly and said proudly, "I don't know, but it's definitely not me."
At the same time, Tang Jing calmed down and looked at the two people standing at the entrance and whispering.
"You came."
"Hello, Brother Tang Jing." Lu You greeted politely.
"Hello."
Tang Jing was not surprised at Lu You's arrival. He had already guessed it when Tang Wan hurriedly asked him to cook for one more person.
Tang Wan took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, threw them at Lu You's feet, and asked Tang Jing, "Have you cooked?"
"Wait until I'm done..."
"It will be dark by the time you finish fighting!"
Tang Jing frowned and said, "Can't you cook it yourself?"
"It was my turn to hang out the laundry this morning, so it's your turn to cook."
What Tang Wan said made sense, and Tang Jing had no way to refute it, so he could only walk into the kitchen obediently.
"Remember to put in enough for three people!" Tang Wan reminded.
"I know, stop talking nonsense!"
"Elbow, come with me into the house!" Tang Wan grabbed Lu You's wrist and dragged him into the living room. She also helped him take the items in his hands and placed them on an empty table nearby.
"Are you thirsty? Should I pour you some water?"
Lu You looked at Tang Wan who was looking for trouble and said with a smile: "You don't have to be so polite. This is not my first time here."
"Oh, I'm happy to do that!" Tang Wan put her hands on Lu You's shoulders and pushed him onto the sofa. "Sit down and I'll pour you some water."
After some tinkering, Tang Wan brought out a mug with a cat printed on it, which was three-quarters full of boiled water.
"Here, drink."
Lu You took the cup and took a sip, then looked around the pattern on the cup and asked, "Is this cup for your own use?"
"Hmm~" Tang Wan sat down next to Lu You and said, "Isn't it very sweet?"
"Your water is indeed sweet."
"Hey~ you're so perverted!"
The two chatted sweetly for a while.
Tang Wan stood up and said, "I'm going to cook. You can go to my room and find something to play with. You can read a book, play with the tablet, or use the computer. It's up to you."
"Do you want me to lend a hand?"
"No need. After the baptism of the New Year's Eve dinner, I have been reborn. Just wait and see!"
"Okay, I'll wait."
Tang Wan turned and went into the kitchen.
Lu You didn't just sit in the living room, but came to Tang Wan's room.
The previous times I came to Tang Wan’s house, I didn’t have a good look at her room. This time, I had plenty of time, so I took a closer look.
Lu You pushed the door open and walked in. A faint fragrance hit his nose. It smelled very much like Tang Wan's scent. It should be the scent of the shampoo she often used.
The outside light was blocked by the curtains, making the room dim, so Lu You turned on the light.
It has been more than a year since the last time he came to Tang Wan's room, but Lu You couldn't remember exactly how long it had been.
The layout of the room didn't change much from what I remembered. There was a bed in the middle, and on the side of the bed near the door was a large custom-made wardrobe that was integrated with the wall, with a half-meter aisle between the bed and the wardrobe.
On the side of the bed near the window is an integrated corner desk, on which Tang Wan's thin and light notebook and tablet are placed. Opposite the desk is a floor-standing bookcase leaning against the wall, which is filled with books.
The room was generally clean and tidy, except for the bed which was a little messy.
The quilt was piled like a rag at the end of the bed, a pillow was in the middle of the head of the bed, and another was lying casually on one side of the bed.
Lu You could imagine the scene of Tang Wan lying on the bed with a pillow between her legs and playing with her mobile phone, because this was how he used to sleep with Tang Wan hugging him.
There are two stacked books on the side of the pillow next to the desk, and the cover of the book is pressed by a charging case for Bluetooth headphones.
Lu You walked over and saw the book clearly.
The entire book is red and has a long title, called "A Practical Guide to the Full Process of Financial, Legal and Business Due Diligence".
There is a bookmark about one-fifth of the way through the book, which suggests that the owner is actually reading it, rather than just buying it for show.
Lu You picked up the first book, and the cover of the second book came into view.
Les Misérables
The Chinese translation of the name is "Les Miserables", a work by French writer Victor Hugo. The original version is in French, and this one is in English.
Tang Wan read this book not because she had a sudden whim to get into literature, but because Lu You recommended it to her to improve her English reading skills.
Seeing that there were also bookmarks between the pages, Lu You felt relieved.
After restoring the head of the bed to its original state, Lu You took two steps to the side and came to the desk.
The two electronic devices on the desk were both in screen-off mode. Lu You didn't pay much attention to it and shifted his gaze to the bookshelf that was integrated with the desk.
It is more of a storage rack than a bookshelf. It contains all kinds of small ornaments, small boxes, and stationery bags, but there are no books.
The pencil case was the one Tang Wan used when she was in high school, but it was thrown away after she graduated and went to college.
Suddenly, a thick stack of photos in the corner of the bookshelf caught Lu You's attention.
Lu You took it out, held it in his hand, and looked through it one by one.
The photos are big and small, new and old.
The first one is a group photo of a senior class in a kindergarten. Four teachers stand at the back, and the children stand in the first three rows, arranged in order of sitting, squatting, and standing.
In the middle of the first row, Lu You spotted Tang Wan, a little girl who was not even six years old. She had a bob haircut, sat cross-legged on the ground, made a "yeah" sign with her right hand, and smiled as warm and bright as the morning sun.
The pixels of cameras in the early years were not high, so the photos of people taken appeared a little blurry, but they still could not conceal Tang Wan's beauty.
Despite his young age, he was already far ahead of the other children.
Turn to the second one.
When she entered the first grade of elementary school, Tang Wan wore a black and white school uniform and tied her hair into a ponytail. Two tufts of hair were placed on both sides of her cheeks, revealing her smooth and full forehead.
Tang Wan was still in the first row, standing third from the left. Perhaps because she had grown sensible, Tang Wan's smile had become much more restrained, and her hands naturally fell on both sides of her thighs.
Turn to the third one.
Four years passed in a flash and we were in the fifth grade. The photo was no longer a class photo, but a photo of the first prize winners in a primary school mathematics competition.
Apart from the teacher, there were only five people in the photo, standing in a row. Tang Wan stood on the far right, holding a certificate and wearing makeup.
What does Bai Juyi's poem say?
I have a daughter who has grown up. She is pretty and charming.
It was most appropriate to use it on Tang Wan at that time.
Her budding figure and emerging face are 60% similar to Tang Wan's current appearance, only more immature, just like a green peach before it matures.
On Tang Wan’s right, Lu You saw an acquaintance for the first time, Xu Nian.
She also had makeup on her face. Lu You guessed that they were attending some kind of party where they were required to be on camera, otherwise there was no reason to let elementary school students put on makeup.
The fourth photo was a sixth grade class photo. Tang Wan stood out alone, with Xu Nian by her side. There was nothing special about it, so Lu You decisively turned to the next photo.
The fifth photo, to Lu You’s surprise, was a military training photo of Chunhua High School Class 2(). There was not a single photo from junior high school.
But after thinking about it, Lu You roughly guessed the reason.
There is no need to record bad memories.
The sixth and seventh photos are group photos of Class 2() of Senior High School.
The difference is that the former was in the first semester of the first year of high school, and Lu You was not there, while the latter was in the second semester of the second year of high school, and Lu You stood behind Tang Wan.
Thinking back, in order to get this position, Lu You spent a lot of time and effort, calculating the team arrangement and treating people to milk tea.
The eighth photo is a group photo of the second year of high school, taken in March.
At that time, Lu You and Tang Wan were both in training in the capital and could not take part in the group photo, so they could only use PS technology to add the two of them together, so they looked weird and out of tune with others.
The ninth picture is a group photo of the training team. Lu You is also in this photo.
The tenth photo is a group photo of the senior year of high school. The reason is the same as the eighth photo: the two of them were traveling and had to photoshop the photo.
The eleventh one, no more.
It’s not that Tang Wan didn’t have the photos, but since the winter break of her senior year in high school, she started living with Lu You and never brought the photos back.
After looking at the photos, Lu You couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if he was in the same class as Tang Wan in kindergarten.
But just thinking about it, the difference in their families meant that they couldn't meet each other too early. Without the support of family conditions, even if Lu You traveled through time, he wouldn't have the chance to study in the same high school, but it was possible for them to study in the same university.
After putting the photo back in its place, Lu You turned and walked to the bookcase.
The bookcase is very large, with two upper layers, three lower layers, and two rows of drawers in the middle.
The top shelf is filled with textbooks, covering everything from the first year of junior high school to the third year of high school, including Chinese, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, and biology.
The spines of each book have varying degrees of wear and tear, and are obviously quite old.
Lu You took out the third volume of the optional mathematics course and opened the first page.
Yangcheng Middle School
Senior 1()
唐璟
The strokes were straight and the characters were neat, showing the signs of practice. In addition, there was a phone number starting with 137.
The book should have been left by Tang Jing for Tang Wan to review for her senior year of high school, but Tang Wan was admitted to a higher school in her sophomore year and never used it.
The next level down are all magazines and books, and you can’t tell what they are just by looking at their spines.
Lu You picked one out at random.
Two red Mao-style characters stand at the top of the book.
"reader"
In recent years, the trend of thought has changed significantly compared to the past, but magazines such as Reader's Magazine still maintain their consistent article selection standards, causing their reputation to drop sharply and even being questioned for being improper.
Lu You did not comment on this. He was a mathematician and did not have to write essays, so why would he read the Reader?
Lu You also pulled out the two rows of drawers in the middle and took a look. They were filled with old mobile phones, air-conditioning remote controls, data cables, charging heads and other miscellaneous items.
The next layer of the drawer is filled with Chinese and foreign works, such as "How the Steel Was Tempered", "Journey to the West", "Dream of Red Mansions", etc., as well as several brand new collections of essays.
Lu You smiled knowingly. These prose collections were most likely bought by Tang Wan on a whim in the past. After buying them, she found that they were not good and just left them to gather dust.
The next two floors down are a hodgepodge of leisure reading materials, including magazines such as "Zhiyin Manke", "Shenman" and "Story Club", comic single volumes such as "A Shuai", "Fighting in the Sky" and "Stealing the Stars in September", and youth novels such as "Dragon Clan", "Fire of the Sky", "Taotie Ji" and "Floating Creatures".
The main focus is to have a wide range of hobbies and welcome everyone.
Lu You has seen half of it and not the other half.
Among the ones I have watched, "Dragon Race" and "Fire of Sky" left the deepest impression on me.
Jiangnan, who has done a bad job, will not be well treated if he stops updating!
……
In the kitchen.
Tang Jing listened to the movie narration and selected vegetables in an orderly manner.
Tang Wan opened the sliding door and walked in, asking, "Is there enough food left over from last night's New Year's Eve dinner for three people?"
"It's enough, but is it really okay to let the guests eat the leftovers?"
"He doesn't care. Besides, he is a family member, not a guest. Since he is a family member, it is reasonable for him to help with the leftovers, right?" Tang Wan opened the refrigerator and took out several plates wrapped in plastic wrap one by one.
Tang Jing had no way to refute it, so he could only say, "Lu You's finding you as his girlfriend is a blessing that he will never get in his entire lifetime."
Tang Wan nodded and replied seriously, "I think so too."
It took about ten minutes to put the leftovers where they should be, some in the microwave and some in the steamer.
Tang Wan adjusted the timer of each kitchen utensil and turned to look at Tang Jing.
"Can you blanch vegetables?"
Tang Jing was pouring water into the iron pot. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes and said speechlessly, "Do I look like a waste?"
"It's not like, it's you."
"Go away! Find your boyfriend!"
Logan left the kitchen and went to her room.
I saw Lu You standing in front of the bookcase, holding a book in his hand, reading intently.
Tang Wan suddenly felt playful. She closed the door carefully, tiptoed up to Lu You's back, and hugged him.
"What are you doing?"
A soft and warm touch came from the back. Lu You smiled, closed the book and put it back in the bookcase, then took Tang Wan's wrist, pulled her in front of him, and gently held her in his arms.
“I’m digging for treasure.”
"Did you find it?"
“Just dug it up.”
Tang Wan raised the corner of her mouth, and gently hit Lu You's chest with her forehead, asking knowingly: "Where is it? Why can't I see it?"
"You can see it by looking in a mirror."
"What a cheesy love talk, but I like it." Tang Wan stood on tiptoe, and her bright lips first pressed against Lu You's chin, then his lips, and both sides of his cheeks.
Tang Wan's intimacy almost ignited Lu You's suppressed fire. He quickly pushed Tang Wan away and said nonchalantly, "Didn't you go cook? You finished it so quickly?"
"Hey, it's not that difficult." Tang Wan dragged the ergonomic chair over and sat down, spinning in circles while saying, "Heat up yesterday's leftovers and blanch a pound of cabbage hearts. How simple is that?"
Lu You sat down on the bed, grabbed the armrest of the chair, and asked Tang Wan to stop and face him.
"I finally came here, and you treat me to leftovers? You are such a heartless woman!"
"How can you tell that I have no conscience?" Tang Wan jumped up from the chair again, straddled Lu You's thighs, and said, "I give you leftovers because I respect you and treat you as a family member. I wouldn't give them to ordinary people if they wanted to eat them!"
Lu You reached his hands into Tang Wan's down jacket, supported her waist, and said with a smile: "Should I thank you again?"
Tang Wan looked apologetic as she explained, "Actually, I didn't expect you to come. We ran out of food at home yesterday and there's nothing left. It's too late to go out and buy some now, so we can only make do with this."
"It doesn't matter. I'm not a spoiled young master. I can eat all kinds of delicacies, and I can also eat leftovers."
"My husband is very sensible, so I'll reward you!"
Tang Wan kissed Lu You again, but it was no longer a light kiss, but a lingering one. (End of this chapter)