#402 - Sleeping together
Standing in the cold wind, looking at the candlelight shining from inside the house, Wei Changtian opened his mouth wide, and it took him a long time to figure out his current situation.
So... he was kicked out by Xu Qingwan?
The purpose was actually to force him to spend the night with Lu Jingyao???
Can someone explain what's going on here???
“...”
Obviously, no one explained Xu Qingwan's actions to Wei Changtian, so he was now faced with three choices.
First, break down the door and force his way back into the house.
Second, just find a guest room and spend the night.
Third, share a bed with Lu Jingyao.
Hmm...
The first option was undoubtedly impossible, as for the second and third...
Changed her mind?
Looking at Xu Qingwan poking her head out, Wei Changtian was overjoyed and wanted to step back into the house.
However, a small hand immediately pressed against his chest.
“What are you doing?” Little Xu Comrade looked vigilant.
“I'm going back to the house.” Wei Changtian looked blank.
“I already told you, you have to go to Sister Lu's place today.” Little Xu Comrade became even more vigilant.
“No, then why did you open the door?” Wei Changtian was even more confused.
“I was afraid you wouldn't go...”
Xu Qingwan tightened her clothes, walked out of the house, and looked up earnestly: “So I'll escort you over.”
“...”
Soon, under the “escort” of Little Xu Comrade, Wei Changtian reluctantly stood outside Lu Jingyao's door again.
The candlelight was still on in the house, indicating that Lu Jingyao had not yet slept.
Hesitantly raising his hand, he turned his head to look at Xu Qingwan hiding in a corner not far away.
Under the latter's “encouraging” gaze, Wei Changtian finally reluctantly knocked on the door.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
“Who is it?”
“Ahem, it's me.”
“...”
After a brief silence, a rush of footsteps sounded in the room, and it seemed like something had been knocked over.
Immediately afterwards, the door opened, and Lu Jingyao, with a surprised look on her face, appeared before him.
“You, why are you back again?”
“...”
Of course, Wei Changtian wouldn't say that he was kicked out, he curled his lips, walked directly into the house, and also noticed the wooden chair that was obviously not in its original position.
“Why are you in such a hurry, did you bump into something?”
Looking back at Lu Jingyao who was quietly rubbing her knee, he casually asked: “Are you okay?”
“No, it's nothing.”
A little flattered, and a little embarrassed.
Lu Jingyao quickly waved her hand and walked over to put the chair back in its place: “I just bumped into it lightly, it doesn't hurt.”
“Who asked you, I'm asking if the chair is okay.”
“Ah?”
“...”
“Just kidding, don't open your mouth so wide.”
Shaking his head helplessly, Wei Changtian looked out the door again, and after realizing that Xu Qingwan had already left, he slowly closed the door.
“Well, I'll sleep here tonight.”
“Oh? Ah???”
Lu Jingyao's mouth suddenly opened even wider, and after being stunned for a long time, she asked in a low voice: “Is, is this also a joke?”
“No.”
Wei Changtian sat down on the edge of the bed with a plop: “Just tell me if you agree or not.”
“You...”
Lu Jingyao naturally didn't know what Wei Changtian was up to, but no matter what, this question made her cheeks start to turn red rapidly.
“You, you are my husband, why would I need to agree to such a thing...”
“Okay, then let's take off our clothes and go to sleep.”
As if he was completing some task, Wei Changtian started taking off his clothes after speaking.
He didn't care about Lu Jingyao's stunned expression next to him, and kept taking off his clothes until he only had his close-fitting inner shirt left, then he burrowed into the quilt and began to close his eyes and “sleep”.
The room suddenly fell into silence, until after dozens of breaths, a series of slight rustling sounds slowly rose.
Although he didn't open his eyes to look, Wei Changtian could roughly hear what Lu Jingyao was doing.
She should have first tidied up the clothes he had just casually thrown aside, and then ran to the cabinet to find something.
And then... she started taking off her clothes.
It could be heard that Lu Jingyao's clothes were taken off very “laboriously”, and it took a long time to complete this task intermittently.
And as the warm yellow candlelight was extinguished one by one, the quilt was slowly lifted and then covered again, everything finally returned to peace.
Except for the rapid breathing that faintly echoed in the air.
“...”
If only considering the comprehensive score of appearance and figure, Lu Jingyao should be second only to Yang Liushi.
Even counting Qingxian, who was “hermaphroditic”, she could be ranked third among all the women Wei Changtian had seen so far.
Such a beauty was now lying less than ten centimeters away from him, and was clearly ready to “dedicate” herself.
But Wei Changtian had no intention of moving at all, not even saying a word.
Because he was now pondering how to deal with Ning Yongnian!
Although it was incredible, this was not a joke.
Due to the inspiration from the “economic war” just now, Wei Changtian was now really considering whether he had any “modern” methods that could be used.
For example, hot weapons?
In fact, Wei Changtian had this idea a long time ago, but he had never thought about it in detail.
First of all, it was because he really didn't know the complete design of guns and artillery, he only knew the simple principle of firing shells by igniting gunpowder.
Of course, these could be repeatedly tested by others, so the problem was not big.
But the key is that the power of hot weapons in the world of cultivation is not great.
The power of a cannonball is probably equivalent to the full blow of a mid-third-rank martial artist.
And the power of a bullet is not even comparable to the blow of a lower-third-rank martial artist.
In this case, painstakingly researching hot weapons is undoubtedly a thankless task, unless cruise missiles of this level can be created.
Otherwise, hot weapons are not as good as a good cold weapon for the improvement of martial artists.
Hmm?
If martial artists are not good, they can be equipped to civilians!
Wei Changtian suddenly came up with an idea.
If he could create firearms like “pistols” and “automatic rifles”, and then use them to arm a civilian team... Although the combat power might not be comparable to a normal martial artist army, at least they wouldn't be slaughtered at will!
That makes sense!
The more Wei Changtian thought about it, the more excited he became, so he didn't even notice when Lu Jingyao lay down beside him just now.
And just as he was thinking about “fucking guns” in his mind, a slightly trembling voice suddenly sounded softly in his ear.
“H-Husband...”
“Hmm?”
Wei Changtian was stunned, temporarily giving up thinking about his great vision of “universal conscription”.
“What's wrong?”
“You, you weren't asleep?”
“Nonsense, how could I talk to you if I was asleep.”
“Then... then I want to talk to you, can I?”
“...”
What's there to talk about, it's just delaying my consideration of important matters.
Wei Changtian muttered in his heart, subconsciously wanting to refuse.
But at this moment, he suddenly noticed that Lu Jingyao's tone seemed a little strange.
Slowly opening his eyes, he turned his head to look towards his side.
In the darkness, a few strands of soft long hair hung down beside her gently bitten lips, and then outlined her delicate collarbone downwards.
Lu Jingyao was curled up in the quilt, staring at him fixedly, the expression on her face seemed to be a little happy, but there were also tears streaming down her cheeks.
“Why are you crying?”
“H-Happy...”
