OBS Chapter 157 Where does the barking sound come from?
Chapter 157 Where does the barking sound come from?
"Pingping, I love you."
Shen Jiayu was moving forward and was about to possess her completely when suddenly a dog barked.
Where did the dog barking come from?
Shen Jiayu, who was interrupted, looked up with an unhappy look on his face and found that Pingping's body under him was gradually disappearing.
"No!"
Shen Jiayu struggled to sit up from the bed and found that it was already dawn.
His dream also woke up.
The floor was littered with empty wine bottles. Chen Qi stood in front of the bed holding Lele's hand, looking at him thoughtfully.
"Do you know that you almost couldn't wake up?"
Chen Qi received a call from Uncle Wu, saying that Shen Jiayu had locked himself in the room for almost three days and had not come out yet.
When he opened the door, he saw him lying on the bed in a drunken stupor with a smile on his face. No matter how he called him, he couldn't wake up.
"You shouldn't have woken me."
Shen Jiayu looked decadent and lifeless.
Chen Qi realized the seriousness of the matter and frowned.
"What were you dreaming about?"
This was the first time he had seen A Yu in this situation.
Even after taking sleeping pills, he would not be able to wake up like this before. It was obvious that something in his dream made him unwilling to wake up.
It was only when he tried his best to bring Lele up that he woke up from his dream.
Shen Jiayu's eyes were moist as he looked at the bed, as if Su Ping's body temperature was still there.
"I dreamed of her..."
On the other side, Su Ping opened his eyes, gasping for breath, and found himself back in his bed.
Such a real dream.
She is still frightened. What Shen Jiayu did to her in her dream seems to have really happened.
Her body was quite wet, and she even suspected that she was having a wet dream.
[Sorry, host. My mistake caused you to enter Shen Jiayu's dream.]
Calabash Brothers apologized sincerely, if you ignore the raised tone in his voice.
Fortunately, she woke up, otherwise she couldn't believe what would happen if she continued.
After all this, her head wasn't as dizzy anymore.
After taking a shower and taking medicine, she fell into a deep sleep again.
Perhaps it was because Shen Jiayu’s incident had caused her too much of a shock, but Su Ping didn’t dare to sleep deeply and was soon woken up by the ringing of her cell phone.
Without looking at the contact, she picked up the phone and put it to her ear.
But no one spoke for a long time.
Just when Su Ping was about to check whether she had accidentally hung up the phone, Wen Shu's awkward voice came from inside.
"You have a fever?"
"Ah."
Su Ping hummed vaguely and waited for three seconds without hearing his response.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that he had hung up the phone.
???
Isn't he sick?
I called her specifically to ask if she had a fever.
Su Ping cursed and threw the phone back to the other side of the pillow, then turned over and continued to sleep.
When I was half asleep, I heard the cell phone ringing again.
Su Ping picked up the phone and saw that it was another memorial.
What's wrong with this guy today? Is he just bored and making fun of her?
After she hung up the phone, she set her phone to do not disturb, but the next second there was a knock on the door.
Was she hallucinating?
Wasn't she the only one at home? Why was there a knock on the door?
The knocking continued. Su Ping put on his shoes and approached the door, wondering if there was a burglar.
Suddenly, Wenshu's voice was heard outside the door.
"it's me."
Su Ping opened the door and saw Wen Shu standing outside.
"How did you get in?"
"I opened the door and came in."
Wen Shu looked at her as if she were a fool and reached out to touch her forehead.
"Your fever probably isn't there anymore. Come downstairs. I made some soup for you."
After saying that, he held Su Ping's hand and walked downstairs.
Su Ping always felt something was strange. When she realized it, Wen Shu had already served a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her.
Very sweet corn, carrot and pork ribs soup, rich but not greasy.
"Didn't I tell you not to come here anymore?"
Wen Shu automatically ignored her words and looked at her disapprovingly.
"If you are sick, you should talk less and drink it while it is hot."
Why is this guy acting weird today? Didn’t he resist me getting close to him before?
Why now...
"You won't fall in love with me, will you?"
Wen Shu stood up suddenly, his face turning red, perhaps from shame or anger.
"What are you thinking about? I made too much soup for mom, and when I heard you were sick I thought of bringing some for you."
Wen Shu became more and more confident as he spoke, and continued, looking at her, "After all, I haven't thanked you for what happened to my mother last time."
It turned out to be the case.
Su Ping nodded and stopped being polite with him.
The soup is indeed well-cooked. I haven't eaten anything for the past two days because of a fever. Now, after drinking half a bowl of soup, my stomach feels warm.
She stuffed ribs into her mouth, her cheeks puffed out, a stark contrast to her usual appearance.
As Wen Shu watched, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The bowl of soup was finished in a short while. When Su Ping looked up and was about to ask if there was any more, he found Wen Shu looking at him with a silly smile.
When Wen Shu saw her looking at him, he quickly lowered his head as if his secret had been discovered.
Su Ping was speechless.
Is she really that scary? To scare him like this.
"The soup is delicious. Do you have any more?"
Seeing that she was only asking about the soup, Wen Shu breathed a sigh of relief.
Soon she was served another bowl of soup.
After drinking two bowls of soup, Su Ping felt like he was alive again.
Looking at Wenshu who was quietly cleaning up the bowls and spoons in front of her, her mouth itched again and she couldn't help but make a joke.
"Our Ah Shu's cooking skills are so good, who knows who will benefit from it in the future."
Wen Shu paused and looked at her as if he had made some decision.
His eyes were firm.
"If you like, I can stew it for you often."
So you don’t want to get married, okay?
The latter sentence was not asked in the text.
She has already helped him a lot, how could he be so greedy and ask for so much?
Su Ping thought about leaving after clearing his blackening value, and shook his head subconsciously.
"Do not bother."
When Wen Shu heard her reject him, the courage he had finally mustered was extinguished as if a basin of cold water was poured over him from head to toe.
Su Ping heard Wen Shu put the bowl and chopsticks on the table.
"Wash it yourself!"
After saying that, he turned around and left with the empty thermos.
He left so quickly that it seemed as if something was chasing him.
Su Ping was dumbfounded. She looked at his back as he left in anger, then looked at the bowls and spoons on the table in front of her.
No, what's wrong with this guy?
After leaving the villa, Wen Shu subconsciously glanced behind him.
She didn't catch up.
As expected, I am just an insignificant existence to her.
What's so good about a bad woman like her? But why can't I forget her?
I even saw her in my dreams these past two days.
Wen Shu's fingers holding the thermos began to turn white, and he shook his head to get rid of Su Ping's face in his mind.
It must be because of what happened to his mother recently that he became too dependent on her.