Chapter 150 The former heroine who died early in the 7th century
Chapter 150 The former heroine who died early in the 7th century
The two of them finished their noodles in a harmonious atmosphere. Tang Ping urged Shi Yan to lie on the bed for a while, and he naturally lay down next to Shi Yan, listening to Shi Yan's shallow and steady breathing, and fell into a light sleep.
The two of them slept until the sun was about to set and woke up.
"Niannian, we had agreed to take you around the island this afternoon, but now it's almost dark and we can't go out anymore."
"In addition to water and electricity restrictions, there is also martial law on the island after 8 p.m., and we can't go out, so we have to go eat dinner now and then go back to the guesthouse early."
"It's all my fault. I forgot about it."
There was some annoyance in Tang Ping's tone and guilt on his face, feeling that he had broken his promise to his young wife.
"It's okay. I slept well this afternoon. Let's just take a walk and come back after dinner. We can't go out at night, so we have things to do in the house!"
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. At night, a young couple stay in the room. What do they have to do?
What can I do? Tang Ping felt that he was abnormal again.
Tang Ping pinched his thigh subtly to wake himself up, then smiled at his young wife.
"Come on, I'll take you to see my comrade who runs a noodle shop, and return the dishes. We'll go eat grilled seafood later. This is a specialty of the island. It tastes very good. You will definitely like it."
In fact, after drinking noodle soup at noon, Shi Yan felt like eating seafood. When Tang Ping mentioned it, it just touched her heart. She nodded immediately and took the initiative to hold Tang Ping's hand.
The habit of holding hands was cultivated in Shi Yan by Tang Ping in the past two days. After all, Tang Ping was afraid of losing Shi Yan along the way, so the two of them held hands many times.
But holding someone else's hand is completely different from being held by someone else.
Tang Ping only felt a soft little hand holding his four fingers. A tingling electric current came from the place where the two people touched, making him subconsciously clench his hands and wrap the little hand in his palm.
It seemed that only this complete wrapping action could satisfy his possessiveness over his little wife.
Because they were holding hands, they each held one side of the plate and walked slowly towards Ye Bei's shop.
When the two arrived at the noodle shop, Ye Bei had already closed half of the door and was struggling to apply medicine to his arm with one hand.
"Ye Bei, I'm here. I brought my wife over to show you her face. Where's your sister? I'll bring my wife over to show her so that we don't have to call anyone if we meet next time."
Ye Bei looked a little embarrassed. He forced a fake smile at the two of them before calling for help.
"Sister-in-law, I'm Ye Bei. I used to be a soldier under Brother Tang. Now I'm injured and retired, so I opened a noodle shop on the island to make a living."
Ye Bei introduced himself to Shi Yan first, and then looked at Tang Ping:
"Yaya has gone back to school. I'm afraid I won't have a chance to see my sister-in-law today."
"Besides, isn't she graduating soon? Yaya said before that she wanted to join the military art troupe. I guess she's busy with this too!"
Ye Bei said this mainly to save some dignity for his sister in front of outsiders, especially in front of this person who was Tang Ping's wife.
As for Ye Yaya saying today that she moved back home because she had no classes at school recently, and now suddenly moved back to school, he felt that his sister might not know how to face Tang Ping for the time being, so she moved away.
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