Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

Chapter 360 Life is about different experiences

"You're already tired of seeing it, aren't you?"

So you're looking for something new?

"Want to see someone else's?"

"look at me!"

"Say it again if you dare!"

A series of questions and commands.

Lin Qingping: You asked me to say this!

"Fine, I'll say it! Do you think I wouldn't dare?" Lin Qingping's eyes were full of provocation. "You're not qualified right now..."

"You dare say I'm not qualified?!"

Lin Qingping: Aren't I saying this already? What else do you want me to say? Do you want me to rephrase it? Fine!

She thought for a moment, "Life is about different experiences... um... it hurts..."

Gu Juncheng must be crazy! He actually bit her so hard!

She only managed to utter one word, "pain," before falling silent. Gu Juncheng had her completely blocked, preventing her from uttering a single word.

Outside, the rain was pouring down, the raindrops heavy and dense, pounding against the window like soybeans. With each tap, my heart pounded harder, and as the rhythm of the raindrops grew denser, my breathing became more and more rapid...

Amidst the urgent, drum-like sound of rain, a sharp "rip" broke the rhythm of the raindrops, the sound of fabric tearing.

Lin Qingping subconsciously reached out and put her hand in the gap between him to cover her chest, but the next moment, a hot hand grabbed her hand and moved it away.

A slight pain shot through her skin, and she frowned, grabbing his hair.

The rain outside the window was pouring down harder and harder, like a deluge.

Amidst the dense sound of rain, a soft murmur finally broke in, and the humid heat spread throughout the room.

What difference do you want to experience?

I don't know when, but the lights were already off, and someone's voice sounded hot and humid in the dark night.

“Gu Juncheng…” Fine beads of sweat appeared on Lin Qingping’s forehead.

"Hmm? What different experience do you want to have?" he asked her repeatedly, his fingertips and voice filled with hostility.

I'm still angry...

"Gu Juncheng! You bastard!" She gritted her teeth.

"Bastard?" he whispered in her ear, "I can be even more of a bastard!"

"Gu Juncheng..." She couldn't bear it any longer, and in the dim light, she stared at his eyes above her. "Normal needs don't mean anything! If you're a man, hurry up!"

With a crackling sound, a bolt of lightning flashed outside, and the light briefly illuminated the room through the curtains.

She saw a flash of anger in his eyes.

Immediately, a thunderous roar erupted, causing the windows to creak slightly and making one's heart tremble.

"Lin Qingping!" He braced himself on either side of her, his voice filled with anger and intimidation, "You..."

"Don't you always say I'm not reserved? I've never been a reserved person!" She simply wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down.

The hazy, drunken state seemed to clear up at that moment.

His breathing gradually calmed down.

Then, I got up and got out of bed.

He quickly put on his clothes, opened the door, and went out.

Lin Qingping watched his retreating figure, picked up a pillow from the bed, and threw it forcefully at his back. "Gu Juncheng! You're not a man!"

He had already reached the door when he heard those words, so he paused, but still went downstairs without looking back.

Lin Qingping didn't sleep well in the latter half of the night and woke up very early in the morning.

She checked the time; it was about time for Sister Zhao to prepare today's sweet soup and desserts. So she got up and decided to make something to eat for Zhiyuan's breakfast and also to send some to Xiaomai, since both of the little ones loved sweets, especially if Xiaomai could eat them.

Going downstairs, the ground floor was still gray and black. Sister Zhao hadn't gotten up yet, and someone was asleep on the sofa.

She ignored it and went straight into the kitchen.

On the three coal stoves, the smallest fire, which had been slowly simmering various candies since last night, was now at the perfect temperature.

After kneading the glutinous rice flour and shaping it into small balls, which were then cooked in a pot, the sound of vendors hawking tofu pudding could be heard outside the courtyard.

She quickly went out and bought a large bowl.

When I got home, the person who was sleeping on the sofa was gone, and I could hear water running from the bathroom on the first floor.

In the kitchen, there was an extra Sister Zhao, who looked at her with a mysterious smile.

Lin Qingping was speechless. She could roughly understand the meaning behind that smile. The commotion last night was so loud that it would be hard for anyone not to hear it.

"I'll take these to the shop first," Sister Zhao said with a smile as she began to move the sweet soup and candied beans.

"Leave some for me." Lin Qingping left a portion of each type of bean.

A person appeared at the kitchen doorway and began silently helping to move the sugar water jars.

Lin Qingping glanced at her but didn't say anything, while Sister Zhao just smiled at her.

In the beginning, they used bicycles to carry the sweet soup to the shop. Later, the bicycles had limited capacity, so they bought a tricycle. Now, Gu Juncheng puts several large buckets of sweet soup on the tricycle, intending to ride it to the shop, but Sister Zhao stops him.

Sister Zhao was very quick; she jumped onto the bike before him, saying, "Are you stupid? You're just trying to sell yourself in front of her! What good is your help?"

With that, he rode off on his bike.

Gu Juncheng was stunned for a moment, then came back and found that Zhiyuan was now in the hall.

"Dad Gu." Zhiyuan, the little boy, slept soundly. There was no noise in the house last night that woke him up. He only vaguely heard some sounds.

He yawned and asked, "Did you argue with my mom again last night?"

"No." Lin Qingping's voice rang out first, carrying two bowls of freshly made food. She gave one bowl to Zhiyuan and placed the other on the table.

"I heard a really loud noise." But I was too sleepy to listen carefully, so I fell asleep again.

"Oh, it looks like there's a thief. Let's catch the thief," Lin Qingping said calmly.

Zhiyuan nodded, and when he looked into the bowl, he saw tofu pudding, small meatballs, and various candies, which were his favorites. He immediately started eating happily. "Mom, is this a new way of making it?"

“Yes, wouldn’t you get tired of eating the same thing all the time? Life needs different experiences!” Lin Qingping said seriously.

Gu Juncheng: ? ? ?

Zhiyuan agreed wholeheartedly, nodding as he took a bite, his eyes crinkling with laughter. "Mom, it's so delicious! Indeed, it's more fun to eat it in different ways."

Gu Juncheng frowned and said to him, "People shouldn't be fickle, you know? Eat what's available, why change things up every day?"

Lin Qingping snorted, "Do you know why we have to change the old tricks? Because they're old, and when they're old, they're no longer useful."

Zhiyuan: ? ? ? What are you talking about? It seems to concern me, but it also seems to have nothing to do with me? I'd better just eat! I'm still a child, I don't understand anything.

Lin Qingping smiled and said, "Zhiyuan, there's also steamed minced meat with eggs in the kitchen. Two portions, one for you and one for Xiaomai."

"Oh, okay." - Zhiyuan, who was engrossed in eating.

Gu Juncheng kept a straight face and didn't say anything. He picked up the bowl on the table and was about to start eating when Lin Qingping turned around and saw it. "That's for Xiaomai. Put it there so you can take it to her later!"

Gu Juncheng's hand holding the porcelain spoon stiffened for a moment, then he put it down.

When Lin Qingping came downstairs, she froze even more.

She was wearing a white dress.

Last night's red dress was just too tight, it accentuated my figure. Today's dress is even worse, it's not only tight, but what is it anyway? It just has two straps hanging from my shoulders?