Chapter 19 (1/2)

NPT C19No Protection TonightChapter 19: Having a Baby

My heart thumped beat after beat. If what I did with Tangsao counted as a guilty pleasure, what I was doing now might as well be naked bliss. Moreover, in Tangge and Tangshu's eyes, I wasn't even doing anything wrong.

“Hey, Yun. I'm on a car, so I didn't look at my messages. Mm, go on to lunch without me, I'm with Feng at the moment.” Liu Jie picked up to speed, and started to call me by nickname.

Because we were very close, I could hear Lin Xiaoyun's disbelief. “Hmph, I thought that punk was a cold b.i.t.c.h, but it looks like he ended up at the hem of your dress anyways. But don't think you're off the hook, picking d.i.c.ks over chicks!”

“Hehe, see ya.” Liu Jie hung up her phone.

When the others weren't looking, Liu Jie pinched my thigh. It was clear that she was warning me, but it wasn't completely my fault. Her every move made my feelings unbearable, and Liu Jie's scarlet face looked like it was about to gush any moment.

The ride was over very fast. Before I could properly enjoy myself, Saozi announced we had arrived.

As soon as the car parked, Liu Jie hurriedly climbed out the door, accidentally knocking her head against the roof. Tears streamed down her cheeks in pain. I felt a little sorry for her, and rubbed her forehead with my palm. “I wasn't even urging you, what's the rush?”

“Hmph, you dirty thing.” Liu Jie rolled her eyes at me, though she couldn't even meet my gaze out of nervousness.

F**k, it was a mere biological reaction. Why was it filthy in Liu Jie's words? How could any man in the world suffer through what happened between us just now without a scratch?

“What are you two mumbling about? Come on.” Tangsao called. We hastened our pace.

The restaurant was teeming with customers, and the first floor was pretty much full. Thankfully, Tangsao had reserved a table beforehand.

Besides the course included in the deal, Tangsao ordered two extra house dishes and asked Liu Jie what she wanted. Liu Jie repeatedly denied, and Tangshu agreed, saying that enough was enough. He couldn't stand wasting food.

Though he was a mayor, Tangshu was very frugal. Or else, he wouldn't have brought so many bags and goods with him.

“Dad, you deserve a proper welcome from us.” Tangge said naturally. I noticed that he was indeed different from before. In my eyes, Tangge had always been trouble, and never respected his elders. When we were younger, he would always take a village girl to “roll around” in the canola fields, and never allow me to watch. Of course, I never figured out just what was so entertaining about the canola fields. Later, when they started “rolling around” too much, the girl's family found out what was going on. They stirred up a ruckus at Tangshu's house; coincidentally, Tangshu was divvying up the village's farmland, so he gave the family an acre more than usual to hush them up.

In his late teens, Tangge frequently peeped on the village wives, and quickly figured out their bedtime routines. He appointed me on lookout, and immediately blamed me whenever we got caught. I had no small share of spankings back then.

Although Tangge always managed to cause trouble, Tangshu still spoiled him. After all, the older you become, the more you treasure your descendants.

“This dish is at least eighty yuan, it's too expensive. How can food that's made at home taste any different? Be careful of how much you spend in the city, it's best to keep in track of your savings.” Tangshu shook his head.

“Dad, didn't I tell you? I've taken up a new contract recently, and made a little cash. What's wrong with celebrating a little?” Tangge spoke with a poker face.

His acting skills were so good, I felt a bit of admiration for him. He clearly had a load of debt steaming on his a.s.s, but he still dared to insist that he was making dough. Of course, Tangge had especially asked me to keep quiet. Tangshu seemed quite surprised, and asked Tangsao if it was true or not.

Tangsao smiled as she nodded. “Dongliang, you've only made a couple ten thousand, there's nothing to brag about.” *

*I know the conversion rate is 6 point something, but given the consideration of both China and America's living standards, just divide by two. That's how much USD he (cough) allegedly made.

Ah, Tangsao still cared about Tangge. Though Tangge didn't really feel the same and even got violent with her, her love didn't change for him. Maybe this was true marriage, after all. *

*It's fairly obvious (not to the MC, of course), but in case you haven't caught up, Tangsao is just playing up to her husband in order to protect Zhuang Feng and ensure that he keeps living under their roof. Just a tip.

Honestly, I envied Tangge. If I had such a wonderful wife, I would never be able to bring myself to even swear at her; I would love her dearly and hold her as tight as possible.

“Aye, it seems you're not totally hopeless, after all.” Tangshu joked. A pleased smile curved his lips.