A gentle breeze rustled the leaves on the tree.
Ye Ci raised an eyebrow at Fleeting Time. She wanted to test Fleeting Time's patience. Or rather, she wanted to know how long he could keep his arms up. And so, she sat on the tree and stared at the man in front of her. Fleeting Time was obviously more patient than she expected. He stood there like a statue with a faint smile on his face. He did not rush Ye Ci, nor did he show any dissatisfaction with Ye Ci's procrastination. It was as if everything was normal.
After some time, Ye Ci could no longer hold her anger in, "Hey, aren't your arms sore?"
"Of course they are." Fleeting Time answered honestly, but he did not seem to be bothered by it. It was as if it was just an answer.
"Then why don't you put your arms down? Why are they still up there?" Ye Ci said in a fit of pique. This man is so annoying. Why does he have to test my patience again and again? Doesn't he know that I'm famous for my patience? Isn't he afraid that I'll just sit on the tree for the rest of my life?
"I'm waiting for you." Fleeting Time's eyes were as dazzling as the stars in the sky.
Ye Ci snorted and raised her chin proudly, "Then you can keep holding them up. I'm not going down."
"Alright." Fleeting Time did not seem to be angry at Ye Ci's tantrum. His reply was so natural that one would think that he was a good-tempered person if they did not know better. But was he a good-tempered person? Probably not.
"Hey, don't think that I'll jump down just because of that. I'll never do something so disgusting." Ye Ci was stunned for a moment. She lowered her head and saw that Fleeting Time was still standing in the same position. Not only did he not show any signs of impatience, the smile on his face grew wider, and the smile on his face grew wider. It was as if victory was already in his hands, and Ye Ci was inexplicably angry. She pointed at Fleeting Time's arms and snorted, "I'm not going to do something like that. I've seen it all the time in the movies and novels. I'll be fine even if I jump down from a height higher than this! I don't want you to catch me! Get out of my way! "
He let out a sigh and said to Ye Ci who was still sitting on a tree branch, "Little Gongzi, I can't catch you anymore. My hand is stiff. Can you come down and take a look at it?" Ye Ci's face was filled with smiles, "Little Gongzi, I can't catch you anymore. My hand is stiff, and I can't move it.
Ye Ci stared at Fleeting Time's sigh. She did not believe his words. Look at him! He doesn't look like he can't move at all! Ye Ci bit her lips and looked at the open embrace. For some reason, she felt a warmth in her heart. It was as if she was not the one who was feeling the warmth. She mumbled after a long moment, "I-I'm just taking a look at your hand." With that, she looked around to make sure that no one was looking in their direction. She then closed her eyes and took in a deep breath before leaping into Fleeting Time's arms.
Fleeting Time's arms tightened the moment the petite figure fell into his embrace. He buried his face into the silvery hair and took in a deep breath. The faint scent of grass mixed with the warmth of the sun entered his nose. It was so comfortable that he could not help but let out a sigh of relief. He slipped his arms under Ye Ci's armpits, and wrapped one arm around her back and the other around her waist. An indescribable sense of satisfaction filled his heart.
Ye Ci pressed herself against Fleeting Time's chest. She was a little embarrassed. Sigh, it was such a stupid thing to do, but I still did it. Damn it. No one saw it, right? If someone were to see her, her illustrious reputation would be ruined … Just as she was letting her imagination run wild, the heartbeat that was getting clearer and clearer suddenly filled her estimation. She could clearly feel Fleeting Time's heart beating. Once, once, and again. She was mesmerized by his heartbeat.
Two hot lips were pressed against her neck. They were slightly moist, and she could feel a burning sensation. Ye Ci felt a little ticklish. She retracted her shoulders, but Fleeting Time's kiss only deepened. She raised her head and tried to push him away, but his lips were pressed against her collarbone. Ye Ci gulped. Her voice was as soft as ice cream, "Fleeting Time, don't do this."
It was as if something was roaring in her veins. It was wild and surging, and it was about to erupt. Ye Ci's soft voice was like a worm that crawled into Fleeting Time's ears. He could not help but let out a sigh. He hugged her even tighter. Things are not as you wish in this world. He sighed into her ear, "Sigh …"
His sigh was full of twists and turns, and Ye Ci could feel her body going limp. She tilted her head and leaned against Fleeting Time's shoulder. The warm sunlight shone through the leaves and onto their bodies was comforting. She narrowed her eyes and relaxed her body. She stared into the distance for a long time before saying, "Fleeting Time, you have a lot of bones."
Fleeting Time let out a chuckle, "From a scientific point of view, we have the same number of bones."
"You're such an annoying person." Ye Ci chuckled at her own stupidity, "You're so annoying."
"Is that so?"
"Yes."
"Is that so?"
"Yes."
"Is that so?"
"Yes."
… …
The conversation went on for a long time. Finally, the two could not hold it in any longer. They hugged each other and laughed.
The weather was great, both in and out of the game.
After dinner, Zuo Xiaolan and Ye Nantian went for a walk downstairs. Ye Ci and Bai Mo abandoned Tan Polang and went for a stroll downstairs. Tan Polang was the only one left standing on the balcony. Why do I have to wash the dishes? Why do I have to look after the house? I want to go out as well, okay? I don't want to be cooped up in the gaming cabin every day …
Despite that, Tan Polang still completed his task of washing the dishes obediently. He lifted his head to look at the dart plate hanging in the living room. There were three darts on the plate. Two of them were in the 'Rest' slot, while the last one was in the 'Housework' slot. Tan Polang could not help but cry even harder. Why am I so unlucky? I've been hit by a few darts today, but all of them were hit by Ye Ci and Bai Mo's darts were hit by Ye Ci and Bai Mo's darts! He felt that his idea of using the dart board to decide what chores the three of them would do was a big mistake. He must find an opportunity to correct it.
Just as Tan Polang was feeling frustrated, his phone rang. He wiped his hands clean and picked up the call. It was a rare call from Absalom. Silent Hymn and Fleeting Time were the ones who contacted him most of the time. Absalom rarely contacted him over the phone. At most, they would leave messages in the forums. What the hell is going on today?
Absalom did not call for anything special. He first congratulated Tan Polang on his successful admission to the university, and asked about his recent life. After a long conversation, Tan Polang sighed, "Guild leader, if you have something to say, just say it. I still have to wash the dishes."
Absalom expressed that a good man should share his family's chores with Tan Polang, but he did not mention anything about the purpose of his call. Tan Polang sighed, "Guild leader, if you don't have anything else to say, I'll hang up now. The phone bill is pretty expensive."
Absalom remained silent for a moment, "I think I'll be the one paying for the phone bill."
"I'm just trying to save money for you." "Let's not beat around the bush. We're brothers after all. Just get straight to the point." Tan Polang chuckled.
Absalom paused for a moment, "Then I'll get straight to the point. Polang, has Fleeting Time returned from your place?"
"Huh?" Tan Polang was stunned by Absalom's words. Did Fleeting Time not tell Absalom about his whereabouts? Should I tell him? It's not a good idea to tell him, but it's not a good idea to not tell him either. After a moment of hesitation, Absalom decided to change the topic, "Guild leader, why are you suddenly asking about this?"
Absalom massaged his temples as he listened to Mo Leng's cries. He was on the verge of breaking down. The scariest thing in the world was not a person who was not afraid of death, but a person who was shameless. Neither he nor Sour Apple were thick-skinned people, and there was nothing they could do about Mo Leng's persistent harassment. They had tried both hard and soft methods, but Mo Leng was still determined to not let the couple off the hook until they found Fleeting Time. Mo Leng had recently received news that Fleeting Time had returned to the country, and she was looking for him everywhere, but to no avail. Absalom and Sour Apple were once again caught in the crossfire.
This time, Absalom threw a tantrum in front of Mo Leng, and even threatened to cut ties with her, but Mo Leng was still crying her eyes out. Absalom was frustrated. This was supposed to be Fleeting Time's problem. Why am I the one who's causing trouble for Mo Leng? What made him even more annoyed was the fact that the bastard had disappeared after meeting Gongzi You. Can't he just deal with Mo Leng first before going to meet Gongzi You?
Mo Leng's cries were intermittent downstairs. Absalom sighed and said to Tan Polang on the other side of the phone, "What a troublesome situation." If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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