981: C981 Happy Lazy Woman

C981 Happy Lazy Woman

Zhang Muhan had a dream.

She dreamed that she was lying on the grass, her head in her hands, looking up at the sky.

The sun in the sky was very bright, but it was not dazzling. The white clouds were like sheep as they drifted slowly with the wind. The surroundings were very quiet. Occasionally, a small bird would fly across the sky and cast a small shadow.

Lying in the sun on a blanket of grass was one of the greatest pleasures of life, and one could even get a good night's sleep just by thinking about it.

Thus, Zhang Muhan slept soundly. When she opened her eyes, she was still reluctant to wake up from this peaceful dream.

She felt that this was definitely the most comfortable sleep she had ever had since she was young.

A ray of sunlight that was filtered by a light blue curtain shallowly fell on her face, exuding a refreshing warmth, causing her to subconsciously stretch her body and blink her eyes. Only then did she notice that everything she saw seemed very unfamiliar.

Not her bedroom.

Her bedroom was pink. When she opened her eyes, she could see the doll on the windowsill and the poster of C. Rowe on the opposite wall. The walls were covered only with pale blue wallpaper and a framed oil painting.

Where am I?

Zhang Muhan heard a light snoring sound coming from the left. She turned around and saw a man lying on the sofa with his feet on the sofa. He was curled up on the left side and sleeping soundly.

"Gao Fei?"

Upon seeing this man, Zhang Muhan snapped out of her stupor. Just as she was about to shout out the name, she suddenly pulled up the blanket to cover her head.

Hiding under the blanket, Zhang Muhan could hear her own heartbeat. It was so clear that it could be heard.

However, she did not dare to move. She was afraid that if she did, a certain part of her body would be in pain.

The moment she saw Gao Fei, Zhang Muhan realized why she was here: she had a room with Gao Fei, and she had become his woman.

It was just that she couldn't understand why she had fallen asleep while waiting for him to take a bath.

Furthermore, even though he slept like that, when he became a woman, there didn't seem to be any pain from that place.

After waiting for five minutes, Zhang Muhan dared to move. Her right hand slowly moved down and touched the clothes: she was still wearing her clothes, although they weren't outfits, but they could still be considered clothes.

He twisted his legs a bit, but there was no pain waiting for him to feel anything.

Everything was as normal as it was every morning when he woke up.

He didn't do anything to me while I was asleep!

After confirming that she was still finished, Zhang Muhan breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a bit depressed.

Women are like this: when a man and a woman are alone together, the man moves her, the beast. "If you don't touch her, you're worse than a beast.

Alas, it was hard to serve.

"Why didn't he touch me? Is it because he was reluctant or because he didn't want to, or for some other reason?"

Zhang Muhan slowly peeked her head out of the blanket and looked at Gao Fei.

Gao Fei still hadn't woken up, so he curled up his body.

"How strange that he likes to curl up in his sleep?"

Zhang Muhan's eyes slightly bent, thinking of what she had read in the book: Unlike a woman who naturally curls up her body when she sleeps, a man who curls up on his side proves that he lacks a sense of security when he sleeps.

Of course, Gao Fei wasn't a woman, but when he slept, he curled up his body like Zhang Muhan. This proved that he didn't have any sense of security and needed someone to protect him.

"How can a man as strong as him lack a sense of security?"

Zhang Muhan stared at Gao Fei in a daze. After a long while, she slowly came to a realization. "Oh, I heard from others that the stronger a man is, the more vulnerable he would be deep down." Normally, he wouldn't be able to see it. Even if Mount Tai were to collapse, it wouldn't blink once. But when he was asleep, the vulnerability deep inside him would flash and he would instinctively do so.

"Sigh, I didn't expect that even he would lack a sense of security. What a pitiful child."

Zhang Muhan stared at Gao Fei in a daze for a long time. She actually had the urge to hug him, caressing his hair and patting his back like a mother, but she couldn't bear to wake him up.

It was seven in the morning now, and the sun always woke up too early in the early summer, preventing people from continuing to sleep in their beds.

Gradually, Zhang Muhan felt that Gao Fei was actually very pitiful, needing someone to give him a warm hug. At the same time, she understood why he didn't touch her: he was probably afraid that doing so would increase his danger.

Zhang Muhan continued to let her imagination run wild. At some point in time, she had closed her eyes and fallen asleep.

This time, Zhang Muhan didn't sleep for long. At the very least, she thought she just had time to close her eyes and open them again, just like when a child goes to school in the morning and is woken up by their mother and then closes her eyes for a moment later.

She opened her eyes again and saw a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling yet not smiling looking down at her.

Zhang Muhan was shocked and cried out softly. She snuck under the blanket with a whoosh and jumped around like a little deer in her embrace. "Ah! When did he wake up? How long have he been watching me?"

"Little girl, the sun is shining on my buttocks. It's time to wake up."

Gao Fei's laughter came from outside the blanket.

Zhang Muhan did not move or make a sound.

"What, you know how to be shy?"

Gao Fei raised his cup. Zhang Muhan was so shocked that she quickly pulled on his cup and wrapped it even tighter.

"Let me sing a song for you. It's a very nice song."

Gao Fei giggled and began to sing: "Lazy woman, you only get up when the chicken cries eight times. You don't comb your hair, you don't wash your face, you just pick up the bowl and start picking rice..."

"Get lost, you lazy woman!"

After hearing Gao Fei's embarrassing singing, Zhang Muhan screamed. She lifted the blanket and suddenly sat up, picked up the pillow and threw it at Gao Fei.

Gao Fei raised his hands to catch the pillow and took a step back to look at her. He pretended to be drooling: "Sis, you've left."

Zhang Muhan looked down and realized that because she was sitting up too quickly, her body was pressing down on her back and pulling down. Zhang Muhan looked down and realized that because she was sitting up too quickly, her body was pushing down on her back and pulling down her body.

"Haha, I'm so scared. Let me sing a song for you."

"No singing!"

After seeing the naughty smile on Gao Fei's face, Zhang Muhan knew that he was going to mock her with his singing.

Gao Fei didn't care at all. He put his hands together and sang with deep emotion: "Ah, ah …" I am the little sister, the proud little sister Wanzi … "

"Go to hell!"

Zhang Muhan's face was so red that it seemed as if blood was about to drip out of it. She looked around and was about to smash Gao Fei with something, but that fellow scuttled to the door like a rabbit and said, "Little sister Wangzi, big brother is going to get some breakfast. Hurry up and get up."

By the time he finished his last sentence, his men had already run out the door. The bottle of mineral water that Zhang Muhan had thrown at him had landed on the floor with a thud.

"Bastard."

Zhang Muhan cursed at him and laughed. She laid down with her arms around her chest and stared at the ceiling as she muttered, "This lady will make this guy angry sooner or later. But it's weird, this guy's eyes seems a bit dark, could it be that he didn't sleep well last night? "1

Zhang Muhan didn't know why, but a sweet feeling of happiness suddenly welled up from the bottom of her heart. It was as if she had married a good husband's wife, and when she woke up the next morning, she felt that the whole world was bright and beautiful, and life was so beautiful.

She felt that Gao Fei didn't touch her because he cared about her.

Only irresponsible men would disregard everything and demand for the beauty when she was pregnant again. After eating their fill, they would pat their butts and leave.

Zhang Muhan didn't like men like that.

Staring at the ceiling, she suddenly wanted to sing as well: Marry Hui Tai Lang if you want to.

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Every morning in Heaven's Altar Park, many of the local residents came here for morning exercises.

There were those who ran, those who played ball, and those who played Taiji Fist.

No one had set a rule that no one had to practice in the park in the morning, but over the years, everyone had gotten into the habit of practicing Taiji Fist on the lawn of the Southeast Angle park.

On the south side of the lawn was a forest of flowers and trees. There were many cages hung on the books, all brought by people who were practicing boxing. Hundred Birds were used to this lifestyle, and as their owners danced, they too were happily singing.

Most of the people practicing martial arts were middle-aged or old. One of them was an old man in a brown suit. He was standing at the back of the line and moving slowly like everyone else.

At the front of the boxing team, there were many people watching. A janitor wearing a yellow waistcoat, with a mask over his mouth and a broom in his hand, walked into the woods from the outside of the crowd.

Maybe there was something on the broom that she couldn't get rid of, but the cleaning lady hit the tree a few times: Help, help, help.

If you listen carefully, it sounds very regular.

The old man in the brown suit frowned but still followed the others. He slowly recovered and turned towards the woods.

Tang suit old man walked into the pavilion and sat on the wooden floor. He took out a clean handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his forehead and said: "Didn't I tell you last time? Don't always come find me in the future."

The cleaning lady continued to sweep the floor with her head down. "I don't want to either, but I've made some important discoveries."

The Tang suit wearing old man frowned. He raised his head and looked at the cage but didn't say anything.

It was obvious that he was extremely dissatisfied.

The female cleaner stopped her broom and said lightly: "Gao Fei, it's a fake, he's a woman."

The old man was stunned as he turned to look at her.

The cleaning lady kept her head down. "Yesterday noon, I took a tour group to the White Cloud Monastery and saw him. It was strange, because no matter what I dressed up as, I would be able to meet him. I can tell that he clearly stated yesterday that he wanted to capture me. Feeling helpless, I could only choose to escape. "

Occasionally someone would pass the pavilion, but no one would notice that the old man with his back to the cleaning lady would be listening to her recount what had happened to her yesterday.

As she spoke, the old man did not interrupt, and the surprise on his face was long gone.

After she finished speaking, the old man then asked indifferently, "Where is that couple from?"

The cleaning woman replied, "I don't know. After the incident, I analyzed that they might have been secretly monitoring Gao Fei. If my guess is correct, they should be the same person as me, and I don't want anything to happen to them. Otherwise, they wouldn't have made a move at the critical moment. "

After a pause, the cleaning lady's voice was filled with fear, "If I didn't see for myself her feminine characteristics, I would definitely suspect that Gao Fei is Honest Monk, because that old monk also had the terrifying ability to pierce through a human's body with one punch."

The old man coldly snorted, "Why did you only say that today?"

The cleaning woman replied, "Since yesterday afternoon, I've found someone following me. It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that I managed to shake off my tail."

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