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Chapter 605: Chapter 380: Competing for Favor, Comparison, Old Acquaintance
Chapter 605 -380: Competing for Favor, Comparison, Old Acquaintance
Despite that, they still didn’t dare to drag Shen Yuan up and berate and question him: why don’t you cherish and pity the fairer sex? Why don’t you cherish and pity the fairer sex?
Afraid of getting their butts kicked, they had to get out of bed quietly, fearing that they might wake him up.
Qiao Lei stood by the bed in slippers, looking at the sleeping, ruffianly handsome face, and muttered, “Such a lovable and annoying guy.”
Then she looked next to him at Liew Menglu nestled in his arms, frowning: “Such an annoying fox.”
Long Jinghan also tiptoed down, helping Shen Yuan and Liew Menglu cover up with the blanket, but it was this action that woke Liew Menglu up.
She opened her eyes groggily and looked at the two people before her, then at Shen Yuan beside her, and took some time to wake her brain up before carefully crawling out of the bed.
Liew Menglu had not fared any better, taking a harsh rebuke from Qiao Lei and Long Jinghan before their support last night, and she was whipped again in the bathroom while Qiao Lei and Long Jinghan were sleeping.
Of course, she couldn’t mention this feeling to Qiao Lei, or else Qiao Lei would find another reason to meddle in her business.
Saying things like “What’s the use of Liew Menglu doing yoga and fitness every day, she’s still just an easy target,” “Don’t call her next time, senior; she’s all looks and no substance.”
In front of Qiao Lei, she had to maintain her character as “Experienced and formidable.”
Downstairs, Ji Ya was preparing breakfast; everyone had used a lot of energy last night, so she made a lot.
There were fried eggs, croissants, toast, bacon, Tuling sausages, and milk.
Long Jinghan rolled up her pajama sleeves and went in to help, while Qiao Lei picked up a piece of toast and started chewing slowly.
During which she said, “Liew Menglu, if you do this again next time, we’ll secretly come to Shen Yuan without telling you.”
Liew Menglu laughed: “As if you ever called me before, last time you went to Jinghan’s hometown, I didn’t see you inviting me either.”
“That was a different situation.”
“Alright, alright, no need to explain so much.”
Liew Menglu waved her hand off, then complained, “Shen Yuan sat on a plane all day yesterday, and then in the car for over an hour, he must be tired from the journey. You couldn’t wait to come look for him. See, he’s still lying in bed now, must have been very tired last night.”
Qiao Lei muttered discontentedly, “You’re no different.”
Liew Menglu proudly pushed up her chest, “How am I the same? Didn’t you see the bubble bath and air mattress in the bathroom? I came to help him relax with a massage.”
“Cut it out, I heard over the phone, clearly up to no good.”
Liew Menglu explained, “That was Shen Yuan who couldn’t hold back, I never expected that.”
“Stop acting already.”
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Qiao Lei rolled her eyes, “Obviously trying to enjoy Shen Yuan all to yourself, good thing I came over last night, or you would have succeeded again.”
“Forget it, forget it, I won’t argue with you about this, otherwise Shen Yuan will say I’m always arguing with a sister like you.”
Qiao Lei was disdainful: “I sure don’t need your pity.”
Just then, the sound of footsteps coming downstairs and then they heard Shen Yuan’s voice.
“So argumentative early in the morning, you guys really have energy.”
Liew Menglu quickly walked over and clung to Shen Yuan’s arm, cooquettishly saying, “Husband, you heard just now, I don’t want to argue with Qiao Lei, she just keeps pestering me.”
Qiao Lei immediately retorted with her chin raised: “The pot calling the kettle black, clearly you started complaining about me first!”
“So annoying.”
Shen Yuan withdrew his hand from Liew Menglu’s softness, saying impatiently, “If you two argue in front of me again, you might as well not come over.”
Seeing the situation amiss, Liew Menglu quickly cooed, “Won’t argue anymore, we won’t argue in future, don’t be mad, husband.”
Qiao Lei turned away dismissively, unable to say anything further.
Shen Yuan looked at the busy pair in the kitchen, saying, “Why can’t you be like Long Jinghan? Speaks less, virtuous, notices things that need doing, saw breakfast wasn’t ready and just went to help.”
Qiao Lei pouted her lips, “But a girl’s character should be diverse, if everyone was like sister Jinghan, you would get tired of it.”
“Oh, still talking back.”
Shen Yuan aimed at her prominent rear and gave a firm slap.
She was still wearing thin pajamas, and Shen Yuan didn’t hold back much, so it immediately hurt so much that she bared her teeth.
“Ah, so painful, senior! It must be red inside!”
Qiao Lei said, hands cupping her butt, feeling wronged.
“Will backtalk next time?”
Under the tyranny of Shen Yuan, Qiao Lei could only pout, “Won’t talk back.”
Now Shen Yuan finally understood the annoyance of ancient emperors.
Those palace drama shows weren’t completely make-believe; his small team was occasionally squabbling over favoritism, not to mention emperors with hundreds to thousands of wives.
At breakfast, Shen Yuan suddenly thought of something, “Qiao Lei, you’re a cosplayer, but how come you never dressed up in front of me.”
Qiao Lei’s butt was still burning with pain, muttered discontentedly, “You’re always hitting me, how am I supposed to dress up for you.”
“Come on, I’ll rub it for you later, it’s nothing serious.”
“I don’t want your rubbing, always using rubbing as an excuse to touch me.”
Qiao Lei stuck out her tongue, but her heart softened, “But if you really want to see, senior, I’ll arrange it next time.”
“Fine, bring some suitable costumes for Liew Menglu and Long Jinghan too.”
“For the senior sister, it’s fine, but for Liew Menglu…her age, not quite suitable for COS anymore.”