PDLP Chapter 276 Amateurish and Playful
Chapter 276 Amateurish and Playful
Hurry up and finish rinsing before coming out.
I saw that Dawei had just lay down on the bed.
And you even took your clothes off?
"Hello!"
Tingting was wearing a cartoon short-sleeved pajama set.
The shirt had a big rabbit print on it.
The rabbit's face was distorted, stretched to an enormous size...
Those two rabbit eyes were even more lively and exaggerated, as if they were mocking David.
David stared into the rabbit's eyes, wishing he could punch it twice.
Tingting, oblivious to Dawei's gaze, asked, "Why did you get on my bed?"
"Aren't you scared? I'll stay with you. I'll go back after you fall asleep."
Tingting stood by the wall and waved to him: "Come down, come down, come down..."
Dawei lifted the blanket, and Tingting turned her head to the side, her little face flushed.
David grinned mischievously as he finished dressing: "So, do you want me to stay with you, or do you want me to leave?"
Tingting pouted: "Stay with me, but you can't get into my bed, this—"
Tingting drew a straight line in the air with her hand.
"This is the dividing line."
You cannot cross this line.
Otherwise, I'll be scared.
"You can sit there."
She pointed out a line between the sofa and the bed, prohibiting anyone from crossing it.
David sat down on the sofa with a sigh, picked up a pen and paper from the coffee table next to him, and scribbled something down.
Tingting sat on the edge of the bed, picking her ears with cotton swabs, her two long, white legs swinging up and down, intentionally attracting Dawei's attention.
"I went to Dashi Village this afternoon."
David was indeed attracted to those legs.
It's white and chubby, and although it doesn't have manicured nails, it's still incredibly cute.
"I know, my hometown is beautiful, isn't it?"
"It seems Wu Maocai really tells you everything, but your hometown is indeed very beautiful~"
"He's my partner, so of course he'd tell me."
Tingting's eyes darted around, and she raised her legs high, toes spread as if to deliberately increase the surface area for evaporation, so that the moisture on her feet would dissipate faster. She smiled mischievously: "Aren't you afraid I'll turn him against me?"
"That's not necessarily a bad thing, since you won't hurt me anyway."
Tingting put her feet down, hugged her left leg and looked at it: "It's so itchy here. The mosquitoes in your village are so vicious. I only exposed my ankle, and I've already been bitten several times."
David got up and was about to come over: "Let me take a look."
"Hey—" Ding Tingting shrank back, pressed one hand to her chest, and raised the other to block him: "Go over there, go over there, we agreed not to cross the line."
David curled his lip: "I'm not doing anything, I'll just give you some treatment."
"You also know how to treat patients?"
"Of course, we come from the countryside, so we're the most experienced at dealing with these kinds of mosquitoes."
Seeing Dawei's serious expression, Tingting really wanted to let her try.
"Then, then treat me."
Itching is one thing, but more importantly, her skin is fair, and the red welts after mosquito bites are quite frightening, making me unhappy just looking at them.
David came over, sat directly on the carpet by the bed, grabbed her ankle with one hand, and pulled her onto his lap.
Tingting let out a soft "oh," startled, then looked at Dawei intently.
David held her left foot with both hands, moved his head from side to side, pretending to observe her "condition," and then put her foot back on his lap and rolled up his sleeves.
"Pooh!"
David spat into his palm and then smeared the saliva from his palm directly onto her ankle.
"Huh~" Tingting's lips curled down, looking uncomfortable. "What are you doing?!"
Despite her disdain, she didn't pull her leg back.
David continued rubbing, his face very serious, and said, "This is to treat you. It's like this when we were kids, and it stops itching right away."
"You lied to me again!"
"No, it doesn't." David released her leg. "Feel it, is it no longer itchy?"
"Wow—it actually works a bit!" Tingting exclaimed in surprise.
"Hehe, of course, you're complaining now? You seemed to like it when you kissed me." Dawei stood up.
Upon hearing this, Tingting was both angry and amused. She stretched out her foot, spread her toes, and pinched the flesh of Dawei's leg: "Don't you dare say that!"
"Ouch!" Dawei winced in pain in his leg, pushed her leg away, and pounced on her, pinning her down. "Little brat, you dare mess with me? I'll teach you a lesson."
After saying that, he was about to press his lips against hers.
"Um--"
Tingting was terrified. She let out a soft moan and immediately closed her eyes, as if that would make everything alright.
His mouth was tightly closed.
He held both hands up on the blanket, his fists clenched tightly.
When Dawei saw how scared she was, he couldn't bear to see her like that again.
I got out of bed and went straight out the door.
The door slammed shut.
Ding Tingting opened her eyes, sat up in bed, and looked around blankly.
After standing there for a moment, I saw a light flashing outside the curtains, so I immediately got up and ran to the window to take a look.
David drove away.
My gaze moved down and I saw the sofa where Dawei had sat, as well as the paper and pen he had just used.
There are words on the paper.
Tingting picked it up and took a look.
"Both bad at the game and love to play."
Tingting crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it hard on the ground, then stomped her right foot.
"what!"
He was swinging his arms wildly, extremely angry.
This intellectual and emotional crushing defeat caused Tingting to experience a brief moment of mental dizziness.
Yes, it's when you suddenly realize that your opponent is several levels above you in intelligence that you experience a brief feeling of dizziness.
It just doesn't feel real.
When the mind suddenly loses connection with the real world, a period of blankness occurs, which is called intellectual dizziness.
Tingting rubbed her forehead, took a breath, picked up the note, and threw it into the trash can.
Good manners are ingrained in her.
He lay on the bed, looking dejected, and dialed Director Ye's number.
On the other end of the phone, Director Ye was busy with some work, speaking breathlessly, "Mmm...feeding..."
Upon hearing this, Tingting couldn't stand it anymore.
She burst into tears on the spot.
"Waaah..."
Honestly, I wanted Director Ye to comfort me, but instead I got fed dog food by her and her husband.
Tingting hung up the phone, feeling incredibly miserable!
About two or three minutes later.
My good friend Director Ye called. He's not panting now, so it seems like he's finished with the business.
But Tingting was still angry, and she shouted loudly, "Hey!"
"What's wrong, Tingting? Why are you angry?"
"Waaah...you're all bullying me!"
"I didn't, don't talk nonsense. I, I just handed in my homework."
"Waaah..." Tingting cried even harder.
Ye Chu sighed speechlessly, "Alright, alright, what is it? Just tell me."
Tingting wiped away her tears and choked out, "Chen Dawei bullied me. He humiliated me, sob sob sob..."
"What happened? How did he humiliate you? That can't be right, can it? You should have basic morals, why are you resorting to such underhanded tactics..."
Director Ye panicked, wondering how he had been humiliated.
"That's not what I meant!" Tingting was furious and slowly recounted what had happened that day.