After the meal was ready, the four of them went up to the table with a chat and laughter. Zhao Fan and Wang Siyu drank white wine, Zhang Qianying and Huang Yali only drank beer, and Zhao Fan had a few glasses of wine, they were about to start telling dirty jokes. Zhang Qianying pouted and said, "Every time I eat, I tell dirty jokes, which is too vulgar."

Zhao Fan laughed when he heard this, and reached out to unbutton the buttons on the collar of the shirt and said, "Then let's have some elegant things, but we must participate regardless of gender. Don't just let me talk about it alone. Everyone should say a few ancient poems with colors. If you can't say it, you will be punished for wine."

"Then you have to wait first, Yali and I need to prepare." Zhang Qianying hurried to the study room, carried a book of Tang poetry and Song lyrics, and started to rummagate with Huang Yali. After reading for a while, both of them blushed and whispered: "Ancient literati were so vulgar."

Zhao Fan smiled and said, "Of course, the ancients did not crack down on pornography."

Wang Siyu disagreed and counterattacked: "You are not an ancient person, how do you know that they are not violating pornography? I don't know how many erotic banned books have been banned in all dynasties, but it is difficult to stop them. There are still things like reading banned books on snowy nights. After all, it is still a matter of scale."

Zhao Fan said embarrassedly: "I forgot that you are a person in the system. Come on, I won't make things difficult for you. I didn't say what I just said."

After waiting for about three or two minutes, Zhang Qianying said ashamed, "You're ready, let's start."

Zhao Fan smiled and said, "I was born with an immortal cave, and the infinite scenery was on the dangerous peaks."

Zhang Qianying immediately turned pink when she heard this. She pinched Zhao Fan's arm and bit her lips and said, "I'm going to die, why are you so exposed?"

Wang Siyu smiled indifferently and said softly: "Brother Zhao, you have to drink. You have broken the rules you set. This poem was not written by the ancients."

Zhao Fan waved his hand and said, "The old man has passed away and can barely be considered an ancient person."

"Of course, my husband said it would be fine." Zhang Qianying pulled Zhao Fan's arm and looked happy. Huang Yali frowned when she saw it, raised her head and drank a glass of beer, lit the table with chopsticks and said, "Don't be busy acting coquettishly, it's your turn to talk to Xiaoying."

"Cough cough." Zhang Qianying cleared her throat twice, lowered her head and whispered: "Spring is everywhere, there is peach blossom water, and I can't tell where to find the source of immortality."

After hearing the 'puchi', Zhao Fan laughed and said that his wife's words were not bad. Zhang Qianying raised her foot and stepped on him hard, pouted and said, "I won't play with it if I make fun of me."

Huang Yali knocked on the table hard after seeing it, and said dissatisfiedly: "If you two want to flirt, you should close the door and go to the house. There are outsiders on the table."

Zhang Qianying sat on the side and laughed, no longer having sex with Zhao Fan. Huang Yali lowered her head and thought about it, and said, "The flower path has never been swept by the guest, and the purse door will be opened for you now."

Zhao Fan couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he heard this, thinking that Huang Yali really understands the charm. If she hadn't been afraid that she would complain to Xiaoying, I would have done her.

Wang Siyu hurriedly said, "Yali is worthy of being named Huang, this sentence is of high quality." Huang Yali glanced at him, "It's your place."

"The flowers in the river are redder than fire when the sun rises, and the river is green as blue when the spring comes." Wang Siyu hurriedly said.

At this time, Zhao Fan glanced at Huang Yali with his eyes, and then said, "I only like the growing grass by the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees."

Wang Siyu felt a little "sudden" when he heard this, and felt that Zhao Fan was too brave. He dared to tease Huang Yali so blatantly in front of Zhang Qianying. There is no need to talk about the word "Huang", but the word "Li" is homophonic with the word "Li". How could Zhang Qianying not see such an obvious thing?

Sure enough, Zhang Qianying waved her pink fist and hit Zhao Fan's thigh a few times, and said angrily: "Don't bully Yali."

Huang Yali smiled slightly, looked indifferent, pulled Zhang Qianying's hand and whispered: "It's okay, it's just a hustle and bustle, just talk."

Seeing that Huang Yali was not angry, Zhang Qianying felt relieved and opened the pages folded in advance in her hand. Suddenly, she found that a very good sentence was very good, so she read it loudly: "The spring breeze is bold to comb the willows, and the night rain hides people from moistening the flowers."

After reading it, Zhang Qianying suddenly felt something strange. She looked up and saw Wang Siyu's face full of joy and cheerfulness. The glances swept over had a deep meaning. She felt that something was wrong. She read it silently again and then suddenly realized that Wang Siyu's actions were "Ye Yu hides people from moistening the flowers". Besides, the word "Yu Yu" seemed to be alluding to Wang Siyu's name. If he accidentally made him misunderstand, he thought he was teasing him.

Thinking of Zhang Qianying's heart pounding, her delicate body was shocked, and she panicked, and she quickly waved her hand and said, "This is not good, this doesn't count, I'll look for it again."

"The spring breeze boldly combs the willows, and the night rain hides people from moistening the flowers." Zhao Fan also read it again, patted her on the back, and laughed loudly: "This sentence is very good, it's such a good sentence. Xiaoying, just use this sentence, don't change it."

Seeing Zhang Qianying's expression, Wang Siyu knew that she had said this sentence by chance. She was not giving her hints, so she felt a little sad. But these two sentences were really wonderful. He chewed them repeatedly in his heart and felt that it was more appropriate to use them here.

"It's Yali." Zhao Fan ignored Zhang Qianying, who was blushing, but looked at Huang Yali with interest to see how she answered.

Huang Yali put her hand on her jaw, thought for a while, then fiddled with chopsticks and knocked on the table and said, "The lonely sail was gone from the sky, but only the Yangtze River flowed from the sky."

After she said this, Zhao Fan and Wang Siyu looked at each other. Both of them were filled with horror. They couldn't help but take a deep breath. Wang Siyu couldn't help looking at Huang Yali with admiration. She was really amazing. She pointed out both Zhao Fan and Zhang Qianying and his wife. Youfan and Ying didn't say anything, the word "Bi" was too cruel.

Zhang Qianying was confused when she heard it and said softly: "Yali, your sentence is not so bad at all."

Huang Yali sat there and smiled with her lips pursed and said nothing.

Zhao Fan pulled Zhang Qianying over and whispered in her ear: "The word "Bi" needs to be read."

"The lonely sail is gone in the blue sky, but only the Yangtze River flows in the sky." Zhang Qianying read it silently in her heart several times, and finally understood the true meaning. She hugged Huang Yali, kept scratching her armpits, and kept saying, "Smilion Yali, you are so necrotic, so vulgar."

Wang Siyu felt that Huang Yali was really not simple. Literally, she seemed to know that Zhao Fan often neglected Zhang Qianying, but this was normal. After all, they were close friends, and many private matters might have been told to each other.

Zhao Fan was just getting addicted to the point of playing, so he hurriedly pushed Wang Siyu and urged: "Xiaoyu, it's your turn."

Wang Siyu looked at Zhang Qianying wearing the pink nightgown, and her beautiful figure inside was faintly visible, so he couldn't help but say: "There is a pipa in the green gauze tent, and I dare not play it even if there is spring."

Huang Yali shook her head and said, "Wang Siyu should drink, this sentence is not bad at all."

Zhang Qianying also echoed next to her, saying, "This sentence is not bad, Xiaoyu should drink."

Zhao Fan smiled and said, "This is an allusion to peel off the dust. If this sentence is not yellow, then there will be nothing yellow."

Zhang Qianying asked blankly: "What is peeling off ashes? I have never heard of this word."

Zhao Fan touched his chin and explained the origin of this sentence.

"Su Dongpo lost his wife in middle age and has never married him. On this day, his daughter-in-law wore a white gauze skirt like a cicada feather, walked to Su Dongpo with a teacup, and shouted softly: "Dad, please have tea!"

Su Dongpo looked at his daughter-in-law's pink face, graceful figure, and affectionate eyes. He suddenly became a little lost and became fluttering. Just when he was distracted, he suddenly remembered that this was his daughter-in-law and suddenly blushed. The daughter-in-law asked, "Why is the father-in-law blushing?"

Su Dongpo didn't answer, took the teacup, and quickly wrote two poems on the desk with his index finger: "A pipa in the green gauze tent, and I dare not play it even if there is spring." Because Su Dongpo is lazy and does not wipe the table for a long time, there is a thick layer of gray on the table, and the handwriting is clearly visible.

After reading it, the daughter-in-law also quickly wrote two sentences on the back with her fingers: "If my father-in-law plays a song, the fat water will not flow to outsiders." After writing, she ran away with a blushing face.

Su Dongpo was just watching with pride. His son came back. Seeing that his father was so happy, he asked, "Father, what do you see?"

Su Dongpo was startled and quickly wiped off the handwriting on the table with his sleeves, saying, "I didn't look at anything, I'm shaving." Since then, whenever there has been an affair between his father-in-law, his sister-in-law, and his brother-in-law, he will be described as shaving.

After hearing this, Zhang Qianying blushed and said softly: "All of you are too vulgar. You don't want to play anymore. I announce that from now on, no one here is allowed to say vulgar words anymore."

Wang Siyu smiled and said, "In fact, it is very appropriate to describe a beauty with a pipa. I used to hold the pipa and fiddle with it a few times. The feeling and sound were nothing worse than Western musical instruments, especially the sound of sweetness and freshness, which was like the sound of nature. It still seems to be lingering in my ears and I can't forget it for a long time."

Zhao Fan nodded after hearing this and said, "The art left by our ancestors is strange. Unfortunately, it has declined now. Few young people today like to play the pipa."

However, Zhang Qianying heard Wang Siyu's implicit voice and knew that he was talking about the scene of sitting on the bed teasing him that night. She was embarrassed and angry, but it was not easy to get angry at the table, so she had to force her face to smile, pull Huang Yali to talk and drink, and never pay attention to Wang Siyu again.

After a while, Huang Yali said she was a little dizzy and had to leave first. Zhang Qianying was worried and hurriedly asked Zhao Fan to send Huang Yali home in person. Of course, Zhao Fan couldn't ask for anything, so she hurriedly followed Huang Yali out first.

Wang Siyu sat on the sofa and flirted with a book, and stayed there and refused to move. Zhang Yali pinched her waist and walked to him, and said in a cold tone: "Xiaoyu, I have given you many opportunities, but you just don't know how to look back. I think our friends can't do it anymore. Don't come to my house again in the future, so as not to make trouble for everyone. We should avoid walking around in the future."

Sure enough, since that day, Zhang Qianying ignored Wang Siyu and no longer helped him wash clothes for more than ten consecutive days. Zhao Fan could barely get through it when he was there. When Zhao Fan was away, Zhang Qianying was as cold as Yanshuang and never gave him a good look. Every time she met in the corridor, she would bow her head and walk away without even saying hello. Wang Siyu took the initiative to say hello, but she also ignored her, which gave Wang Siyu a headache.

That day, Zhao Fan was bored, so he ran to Wang Siyu to chat. As he chatted, he asked: "How is your progress? Did the woman I mentioned last time get started?"

Wang Siyu shook his head and said, "She already has a sweetheart, and she is determined not to give me a chance."

Zhao Fan laughed and said, "It must be that you made too much noise and scared people. Don't learn from me. I usually make it easy to get started. The one you want to get started quickly. Depending on the situation, the one you want to get started is a chaste woman, which is not easy to get started. You have to slowly grind such a woman. Before the melon falls, you can't alarm her. If she is prepared, then you have no chance. In my opinion, you pretend to have a cut off your thoughts and insist on making ordinary friends with her. As long as she can keep in touch with you, you will not have to worry about not having a chance to get started."

After hearing this, Wang Siyu thought about it and said, "Brother Zhao is right, I'll listen to you."

"Of course, I'm absolutely right when I heard about Brother Zhao." Zhao Fan wandered around the house and suddenly found a portrait of Chen Xueying hanging on the wall. He said again: "Brother, you really have a vision. I didn't expect that there is such a beautiful woman in Qingzhou. Take the time to chase me. If you have any questions, ask me any time."

Wang Siyu said: "Okay, with Brother Zhao, I guess I still have some hope, otherwise I will have no chance."

Zhao Fan was a little proud when he heard this, and took the opportunity to extort some money from Wang Siyu, saying that a new female colleague had arrived at the newspaper and was quite handsome and wanted to ask her to have tea another day.

After hearing Zhao Fan's words, Wang Siyu wrote a sincere apology letter, writing more than 8,000 words. The letter was written sincerely and movingly, and it recorded how my sister-in-law took care of me before and how harmonious we got along with each other. I recalled the scene at that time and hated what I did now. I had made the most profound reflection. I hope my sister-in-law could give me a chance again and I would definitely put myself in the right position and never make the same mistakes again.

Women are soft-hearted. After reading Wang Siyu's letter, Zhang Qianying felt that the words were very earnest, and every word came from the heart. When she saw the large number of small gifts that Wang Siyu gave her and the expensive clothes, she felt that it should be done and not make a fuss too hard. Besides, she was also wrong. Because she was too familiar with her relationship, she was not cautious in dressing in front of Wang Siyu. Unexpectedly, he was a young man with strong spirit after all, and it was reasonable to have some inconsistencies in her body. After thinking about it, she decided to give Wang Siyu another chance, so she agreed to inspect Wang Siyu for a while. If she performed well, she would still be as good as before, and she would break off her relationship immediately.

Now Wang Siyu has become more rules. He remembered what Zhao Fan said, "If you want to possess a woman, you must first get her heart. Before that, you must disguise yourself well, otherwise the cooked duck can fly."
Chapter completed!