Chapter 65 Spring Dream

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At noon, Ye Bihuang decided to lie on ** and rest for a while, recalling the lecture expression, posture and perfume on his body of Jiang Yachun, a math teacher. He gradually fell asleep.

Ye Bihuang seemed to appear in a dreamlike pink world. The ground was soft and comfortable. Ye Bihuang lay on the ground and rolled.

"Blue... Bihuang..." The soft voice came from afar. Ye Bihuang sat up and looked at the source of the sound. It turned out to be Mr. Jiang Yachun. She was wearing a light green and purple skirt, with a loose ultra-modern inner and a shawl, and walked slowly.

"Teacher, you... Why are you here?" Ye Bihuang didn't expect that he could meet Jiang Yachun in this kind of situation. He stammered that in the face of Jiang Yachun's ** clothes, Ye Bihuang blushed even if he had a 40-year-old experience.

It can be seen how charming Jiang Yachun is.

Jiang Yachun did not answer him, but held Ye Bihuang's arm with a smile and said, "Bihuang, are you tired?"

Ye Bihuang asked Jiang Yachun about the fragrance on his body and felt dizzy as if he was about to fly into the sky. He said, "I'm not tired." Then he couldn't help squeezing his head on Jiang Yachun's plump chest and twisted around... Gradually, Ye Bihuang's hand was not honest, and he stretched out to Jiang Yachun's chest...

At this moment, Li Kuan Ye, who had just walked into Ye Bihuang's house, entered Ye Bihuang's bedroom. Seeing that Ye Bihuang was sleeping soundly, he exclaimed, "Wow, the wolf is coming!"

Ye Bihuang was woken up by this scream, and his whole body shivered. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Lee Kuan Yew, and he immediately kicked over angrily.

This kick was not light. Lee Kuan Ye flashed quickly and was not kicked. Ye Bihuang kicked on the table, and the table suddenly shook, and the books on it fell to the ground.

"Damn it, brother, there's no need to be so cruel. Don't you think I'll fracture if you kick me?" Li Guangyao's eyes widened and looked at Ye Bihuang, who had just woken up. He saw the foot clearly just now. If he got a fracture, it may not be, but it must be very uncomfortable.

In fact, this is called getting up. If a person is woken up by another person while having a beautiful dream, he will definitely feel very uncomfortable. And if this person is in a hazy state, he will definitely lose his temper. Even the parents can't control it.

You have to wait for this person to be completely awake.

Ye Bihuang rubbed his eyes and sat up, only to feel that his feet were a little numb.

Ye Bihuang said angrily, "Who opened the door for you? Do you know that you disturbed me with a beautiful dream? I'm pissed off."

Lee Kuan Yew blinked his eyes and said flatteringly, "Brother Huang, didn't I mean to? Don't be angry. At worst, I'll treat you to popsicles later?"

"How many?" Ye Bihuang looked at him sideways.

"Three?" Lee Kuan Yew asked about his surname.

"Ten! Otherwise, get out of here." Ye Bihuang knew the boy's temper. Now he woke up and his anger subsided, but Jiang Yachun in his dream remained in his memory, so beautiful and touching. Such a good dream, what a pity.

Lee Kuan Yew sat by the bed, smiled and said with some pain, "Okay, ten is ten. At worst, I won't wake you up in the future. I'll be kind-hearted as a donkey's liver and lungs, really."

"Oh, you still have a reason. You guys quickly told me how you entered my house and what's the matter with me." Ye Bihuang stood up and said in his clothes.

"When I just came here, I happened to meet your father coming home, so I came in, but he is out now." Lee Kuan Yew smiled and took out a book in his hand, "I'm here to share this with you."

"What book?" Ye Bihuang stretched out his hand to fish, but was flashed by Li Guangyao.

"You laughed very much when you dreamed just now. Tell me what you dreamed of. Is it with Shana..." Lee Kuan Yew said half of his words, and the meaning was obvious.

"What nonsense? I dreamed that I was so happy when I got the first place in the class."

"Oh, this is the book I borrowed from my classmates. I read half of it and shared it with you. I'm good enough."

Lee Kuan Yeu shook the book in front of Ye Bihuang. Only then did he understand that this was a novel about the loneliness of the countryside at night when there was nothing to do, which is commonly known as a yellow novel.

Ye Bihuang put on his clothes and shoes, and said disdainfully, "Well, it's just a yellow novel. What's so dazzling?"

Lee Kuan Yew has a black line and is speechless.

"Xia Na's academic performance is very good. Can you be with her in high school? Don't be dug in the corner of high school or college in the end. Lee Kuan Ye is quite suspicious of Ye Bihuang's ability, which is also his concern for his good brother.

Ye Bihuang smiled, took the book in Lee Kuan Yew's hand, turned over two pages and said, "Dig my corner? Who will dig my corner and I will dig up whose head... Don't think I'm joking, and you don't have to worry about my study. You can see my good grades in the next month's exam next month. Xia Na can definitely be admitted to a provincial key high school, and so can I. I also want to see Guo Baomin call himself a pig in front of the whole class.

If Ye Bihuang said this when he first entered junior high school, Lee Kuan Yew still believed it, because his entry results were among the best in the class at the beginning.

But he has fallen for a long time. If he hasn't studied much for nearly a year, can he still be admitted to a provincial key high school? Lee Kuan Yew is very skeptical about this.

"All's up, brother! Although I'm a little skeptical, I still support you. There is a glimmer of hope that we will do our best, right? I really want to see Guo Cannon's last tragedy. With that, Lee Kuan Yew shook his head and said, "Life is a coffee table full of tragedies."

As he was talking, he looked down and saw Ye Bihuang staring at the yellow book in his hand. He was so absorbed that he immediately smiled and said, "How's it going? Does it look good?

"Leave the book. I'll return it to you in two days. Don't say, this book is pure enough." Ye Bihuang smiled. He also read this kind of book when he was depressed in his last life, but most of the books in later generations describe the details of the action, and the psychological environment and the storyline are not delicate enough. It's better to write novels from 1994. If it is put in 2010, this kind of novel will be extinct, and all of them will become classics in yellow books.

"Oy, no problem, but don't mess around with me. I'll look sick when I dirty the book." Lee Kuan Yew said with a smile.

Ye Bihuang said, "No, it hurts my body if I fight too much. I still have to take good care of my wife. It's a pity that we are still young now."

"Is it okay now?"

"Damn it! I want to think of her! I'm a person in charge. I can't do anything to hurt others to satisfy myself. Ye Bihuang knew that doing that kind of thing at the age of 14 would probably damage the body, especially girls, who were not fully developed at the age of 14.