The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 471 You can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep

The night deepened, and the New Year's bells drew ever closer.

Inside room 3601, the sound of the Spring Festival Gala from the television filled the entire living room, and the three remaining people in the two suites were all lying on the sofa, feeling somewhat drowsy.

It's not that the Spring Festival Gala of this era started to induce sleep; on the contrary, it was much more entertaining and joyful than in later generations.

Of the three, Qin Yumo has a habit of getting beauty sleep and rarely stays up late. Nuolan works the night shift, which isn't a big deal, but she has a lot to do during the day, and she always gets sleepy when she's with her loved one for a long time.

As for Wen Sheng... he was just pretending.

No one knows when this bastard took a blanket and covered the three of them. As they all got sleepy, the situation became that Nuolan leaned on Wensheng and Yumo leaned on Nuolan.

The warmth of the room made the two girls' faces flushed. Wen Sheng felt the warmth in his arms, and Nuolan, wearing a thin, close-fitting sweater, had half of her body pressed against him.

While dozing off, Nuolan vaguely felt a hand on her chest, but because her mind wasn't quite clear at the moment, she didn't react much.

She only gradually came to her senses when that hand slipped into her sweater, then into her undershirt, and then into her bra.

With her eyes slightly narrowed, the blurry television image gradually became clear. Nuolan tilted her head back and hummed softly. She reached out and pushed the hand out from under the covers, then closed her eyes again.

But just a few seconds later, the scoundrel's hand came back again.

Nuolan frowned slightly. This time, she didn't rush to remove the other person's hand. Instead, she squinted at Qin Yumo, who was leaning against her. Seeing that he seemed to have fallen asleep, she grabbed the dog's hand and whispered, "Stop messing around, Yumo is still here!"

Wen Sheng didn't say anything, but took advantage of the moment when she looked up to speak, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

"..."

Nuolan opened her eyes, looked around, struggled for a moment, then gave up and began to respond.

During the Spring Festival Gala, the audience cheered loudly for the acrobatic performances, while on the sofas outside the show, breathing gradually became rapid.

After an unknown amount of time, Nuolan released the hand that was pressing against her chest. It was as if she hadn't grabbed it at all; the clothes under the blanket were already in disarray.

Fortunately, she realized that this scoundrel still had some conscience. After she let go, he took the initiative to pull her clothes down to cover her up. His hands stopped causing trouble and just pressed against her waist, applying slight pressure as if to make their kiss more intense.

With the help of the heating, Nuolan felt her face getting hotter and hotter, and she hummed through her nose. She didn't know if she was awake or confused.

But at least she knew that she could move her upper body, but dared not move her lower body, otherwise she would definitely wake up Qin Yumo who was leaning against her.

After a long while, Nuolan cupped the dog's face and forcibly separated the two, then whispered in his ear, "Don't kiss anymore, it won't be good if you wake Yumo up."

An invisible mist rose, and after they separated, Wen Sheng saw that Nuolan's face was flushed red from her neck and earlobes to her cheeks.

"Shall we go back to our room?"

Wen Sheng smiled and offered his advice.

Nuolan was somewhat tempted. After watching the fireworks, she had wanted to take Wensheng back to their room, but it was still early and Yumo was still there, so she felt embarrassed to go back to her room.

And now...

Looking at Yu Mo, who was still sleeping beside her, Nuolan hesitated and said, "Yu Mo is still here."

Wen Sheng smiled, said nothing more, and went straight to kissing.

……

The street not far from the residential area.

Zhang Wei, an ambitious young man who was pursuing his dreams, was surrounded by a group of girls, far exceeding the number of the three Japanese girls from before.

What's even more surprising is that most of these girls were wearing miniskirts in the dead of winter, making Zhang Wei's head constantly steam.

As Zhang Wei took several boxes of fireworks out of the trunk of his car, the girls cheered even louder.

"Snake, shall we set off fireworks now?" a girl asked.

Zhang Wei shook his head and said expressionlessly, "Twelve o'clock."

He had previously assumed that there would only be three Japanese girls around him, and that he could say whatever he wanted even though they didn't speak the same language.

But then, without me noticing, several girls from China gathered around, and suddenly we could communicate in the same language.

Although languages ​​are mutually intelligible, this does not necessarily mean it is a good thing.

He still remembered what Wen Sheng had told him earlier: that he would lose his luck with women as soon as he opened his mouth!
These are painful lessons from the past, especially after Wen Sheng emphasized them to him. Now, with his attention highly focused, it's hard for him not to remember them.

But he can't pretend to be mute, so what should he do?

Zhang Wei's brain was racing. His mind, which couldn't memorize the legal provisions, suddenly recalled the "Cool and Elegant Strategy" that Qin Yumo had taught him.

If you are not good at speaking, then speak less; if you are very bad at speaking, then speak only one or a few words.

Coupled with that indifferent and calm expression, he carried on with his coldness to the very end.

Although in later generations he was clearly a pretentious guy, just as Qin Yumo told him back then, many young girls these days fall for that kind of act.

So even though his heart was pounding and he was incredibly repressed, he kept the strategy in mind and tried not to speak unless necessary. If he wanted to laugh, he would pinch his thigh hard.

Hmm... by now, his thighs below his pants were already badly bruised from being pinched.

After arranging the fireworks, Zhang Wei took out the sparklers, fairy wands, butterflies, and other small toys, and distributed them to the girls one by one.

Wow! Thank you, Snake!

"..."

In response to the girl's gratitude, Zhang Wei nodded indifferently, then pinched his thigh while putting on the fireworks.

Then, when he sent the fireworks to who-knows-which girl, the girl in the miniskirt took the fireworks, thanked him, and then suddenly kissed him on the cheek.

"..."

Time seemed to slow down in Zhang Wei's eyes; those two short seconds felt like two months had passed.

Feeling he was about to break down, he quickly reached into the plastic bag and frantically pinched his thigh.

Only after the pain brought him to his senses did he continue to set off fireworks for the next girl.

However, under the streetlights, the white mist above his head betrayed his mood.

"Snake, what do you do for a living?"

At this moment, a girl asked a question.

"lawyer."

Wow, cool!

As Zhang Wei spoke again, several more girls took the initiative to leave a kiss on his face.

Throughout the journey, Viagra's legs were trembling.

"Attorney Snake, how do you set off these fireworks? Can you teach me?"

……

In the police station.

"Guan Gu, Zi Qiao, are you alright?"

Hu Yifei and Tang Youyou, who rushed over, asked them.

"I'm fine, you've come at the right time. Quickly help me prove that I really am from Japan!" Guan Gu Shenqi said anxiously.

"I'm in trouble!"

Lu Ziqiao raised his hand and howled.

"What's wrong with you?" Hu Yifei frowned. Did the police station charge the light sticks on New Year's Eve?
"I invited twenty girls in short skirts to set off fireworks on the roof tonight, and they must be frantic because they can't find me!"

"..."

The police station was silent for a few seconds.

Hu Yifei retorted angrily, "Lu Ziqiao, are you out of your mind? What time is it and you're still thinking about picking up girls?!"

"That's right, he's definitely sick!" Guan Gu Shenqi said indignantly, "All this guy does in prison is talk..."

"I'm not sick. I'm an ambitious young person who's about to take flight on the streets on New Year's Eve!"

……

3601 living room.

At this moment, Nuolan seemed to have been given a muscle relaxant, leaning against Wen Sheng's chest, unable to muster any strength.

In her confused and infatuated state, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan through her nose, but even so, she could still sense that Qin Yumo was not awake.

Qin Yumo was indeed not awake, but her face was a little red. It could be because the heating in the room was on too high, or because the blanket was too warm, or it could be because of the hand that was wrapped around Nuolan's waist...

"call!"

Nuolan was having trouble breathing, so she forcibly reached out to separate herself from Wensheng, and then murmured, "Let's go... let's go back to the room."

Wen Sheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled, "What about Yu Mo in the living room?"

"It's all your fault!"

Nolan nudged his chin with her head, then whispered, "She's asleep. We'll come down before midnight."

Wen Sheng glanced at the Spring Festival Gala on TV. The acrobatics performance was almost over, and the next program was a skit by the "King of Skits." After the skit, there would be a song performance, and then it would be midnight in no time.

All in all, there were only about twenty minutes left.

Tsk, time is tight and the task is heavy!
"Okay, get up, I'll get some pillows to put under her neck." After saying this, Wen Sheng brought over all the pillows and placed them under Qin Yumo's neck when Nuolan moved away.

Interestingly, as Nuolan moved the pillow to make room, the scoundrel deliberately delayed for a few seconds, and Qin Yumo, who was leaning against the pillow, did not fall down.

It's truly a miracle of physics!
Covered by a blanket, Qin Yumo leaned against her pillow and fell peacefully asleep.

Disheveled, Nuolan nestled in Wensheng's arms, not caring about the exposed skin, and whispered, "Carry me back, I have no strength left."

"it is good."

Wen Sheng then picked up Nuolan and got up, but as he went upstairs, he suddenly asked, "Is Yu Mo really asleep?"

"I'm asleep, keep your voice down."

"Oh." The scoundrel nodded, then after taking two steps up the stairs, he said again, "Could she be pretending to be asleep?"

Nolan: "..."

Yu Mo: "..."

Hearing Wen Sheng's words, Nuolan felt a little more awake. She looked at Yu Mo, who was sleeping on the sofa, and recalled that the other party hadn't made any noise just now. She hesitated and said, "It shouldn't be, right?"

Wen Sheng smiled, then, holding Nuolan, stood on the stairs and raised his voice slightly: "Yu Mo! Yu Mo! Yu..."

"Shh!"

Nuolan quickly reached out and covered the man's mouth: "What are you doing? Why did you have to wake me up!"

"I was just checking to make sure she was asleep," Wen Sheng said softly. "She should be asleep; she seems to be snoring softly."

Nuolan frowned, listened for a moment, and then asked in surprise, "Why didn't I hear anything?"

"I must have misheard you. Let's go, don't waste any more time."

Wen Sheng carried Nuolan directly up to the attic, but before entering the room, he said, "If Yu Mo leaves early, she might be woken up by you."

"Did I wake you up?"

Nuolan was taken aback; her mind wasn't quite sharp yet, and she didn't react immediately.

She didn't understand what it meant until the scoundrel carried her back to her room.

"Hate!"

……

In the living room, shortly after the two went upstairs, Qin Yumo, who had been "asleep," finally "slowly woke up."

Her face, which had calmed down, turned crimson again. After glaring at the room in the attic, she lifted the blanket and straightened her wrinkled fitted undergarment, but quickly pulled it back up and straightened her inner underwear.

"You bastard! You deadbeat!"

She muttered a couple of curses under her breath before finally finishing tidying up her clothes.

She looked up at the scoundrel's room again, and whether it was her imagination or not, she vaguely thought she could hear sounds coming from inside.

Thinking about the noises Nuolan made when she heard the two kissing, she had already imagined the entire room filled with sounds...

Thinking of this, Qin Yumo wanted to get up and leave.

But then she remembered what Wen Sheng had said at the end, and she felt like she was rooted to the spot on the sofa and couldn't get up.

If they don't see me when they come out, wouldn't that prove that I was really pretending to be asleep?
The Spring Festival Gala has already started showing skits. In the past, her favorite Spring Festival Gala program was Uncle Benshan's skits, which always made her laugh so hard she almost fell over.

But now she couldn't smile at all; her mind was completely elsewhere.

The faint auditory hallucinations, like a piercing demonic sound, kept drilling into her mind.

Looking back, it's been almost three months since that jerk and I last slept together.

Is three months a long time?

It wasn't a long time, but it wasn't short either. For a woman who was almost 30 at the age of 27, the sudden change from a period of madness to nearly three months of calmness was quite a change in her mindset.

Qin Yumo wondered if it was just her imagination, but her skin seemed to be not as good as before lately.

She had been calm and collected all along, at most accidentally hugging and cuddling with that jerk, which was still within her tolerance.

But just now, that bastard was kissing Nuolan...

This feeling of tension and excitement is no less than the first time I slept with someone.

Aren't you afraid of humming out loud?

And now, listening to the noises upstairs... no, it's like she's hallucinating the noises upstairs, she's caught in a dilemma: whether to leave or stay.

Her mind was filled with images of the room and the scene of her sleeping with that bastard.

……

Fireworks and firecrackers on New Year's Eve are not set off precisely at midnight; many people often start setting them off a few minutes beforehand.

Zhang Wei had planned to start setting off fireworks right at midnight, but people nearby had already started lighting firecrackers, and occasionally fireworks would shoot into the sky.

He tried to stay calm and wait until midnight, but the girls around him seemed impatient and kept urging him on.

I checked the time; there was still almost a minute until midnight.

"Attorney Snake, let him go!"

“Attorney Snake…”

“Attorney Snake…”

"..."

This wave is not a loss!

"it is good."

Zhang Wei nodded, walked to the fireworks, and before lighting them, he turned back and said, "Be careful, watch your head."

Then he lit the fireworks.

Strangely enough, he wasn't scared at all at this moment.

As the fuse burned, he retreated to the group of girls and waited with them.

"Boom! Bang!"

As the first firework burst into the sky, several boxes of fireworks flew one after another into the night, their colorful lights creating a halo effect, and the girls cheered in unison.

Zhang Wei looked at the continuous fireworks in the sky and subconsciously smiled.

"Attorney Snake, you're smiling! You're finally smiling!"

……

Inside suite 3601.

As the fireworks went off outside, the restless Qin Yumo immediately closed her eyes and lay back down on her pillow.

Inside Wen Sheng's room, Nuolan, who had just finished a round of fireworks, was still a little dazed at first, but as the sound of fireworks became more and more intense, she suddenly woke up.

Forget about resting any longer, and hurriedly said, "It's midnight, Yu Mo should be woken up."

"Even if you're going out, you should at least wipe the sweat off your clothes and put them on properly," Wen Sheng said softly, suppressing a laugh as he spoke to his naked ex-wife. "Besides, do you think Yu Mo wouldn't notice you looking like this?"

"..."

After a few seconds of silence, Nuolan said with a bitter face, "Ugh, then can you check if Yumo is awake yet?"

"Yes, sir." Wen Sheng smiled and kissed her on the cheek before quickly putting on his clothes.

Then he got out of bed, opened the door, glanced outside, and turned back to say, "Yu Mo is still on the sofa. Looks like she'll wake up soon."

"what……"

"You get ready first. If she wakes up, I'll tell her you're going upstairs to get your things."

Nolan, who was looking for clothes, immediately nodded upon hearing this: "Okay."

Hearing the sound, Qin Yumo closed her eyes tightly. The sound of fireworks outside the window and the TV host preparing to count down came to her ears. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should wake up now.

Upon hearing footsteps coming downstairs, she hesitated for a moment before pretending to stretch and prepare to "wake up."

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that scoundrel leaning down and staring at me with a smirk.

"you……"

"Shh!"

Wen Sheng gestured for her to be quiet, and then, just as Qin Yumo was completely bewildered, the scoundrel cupped her face and kissed her.

"Countdown... five, four, three, two, one, Happy New Year!"

"Jingle Bell!"

As fireworks burst into the sky outside, Wen Sheng's cell phone, which he had left in the room, rang.

Having just put on her underwear, Nuolan picked up her phone and instinctively pressed the answer button.

"Wensheng, Happy New Year." Lawyer Zhuge's New Year greetings arrived as promised.

(End of this chapter)