dmims Chapter 66 The Man's Pleasurable Expression After Being Slapped
Chapter 66 The Man's Pleasurable Expression After Being Slapped
Bai Si'an spoke with a serious expression, but Lin Weiwei could sense the flirtatious glint in his eyes.
Hearing this made Lin Weiwei's ears burn. She glared at him, couldn't help but reach out and pinch his hard waist hard, and complained, "Bai Si'an, can you please stop using such crude language in every sentence?"
Bai Si'an winced in pain. Instead of rubbing his own waist, he grabbed Lin Weiwei's hand and rubbed it for her, asking with concern, "How are you? Does your hand hurt from being pinched? You know I have a lot of muscles, so it's not easy for me to use force."
Lin Weiwei was completely convinced.
When she used to draw erotic comics, she would depict the expression on a man's face when he was slapped and felt satisfied.
But I had never seen it before; I had only described it based on my imagination.
Seeing Bai Si'an's true colors now, Lin Weiwei realized how restrained she had been in her previous paintings!
Wang Xiuying stood a few steps away, watching Bai Si'an's attitude towards Lin Weiwei, and felt as if her heart was stuffed with cotton.
She remembered that in her previous life, Bai Si'an was a taciturn man who was insecure and indifferent to his wife because of his leg injury. How come now... it's completely different?
What right does a capitalist's daughter have?
She must be good at seducing people.
Wang Xiuying clenched her fists, looked away, and just then saw Bai Rongbei walking over from the direction of the regimental headquarters.
Bai Rongbei was a man, with steady steps and a ramrod straight back.
He also saw the group of people at the cafeteria entrance. His gaze swept over them, lingering on Bai Si'an and Lin Weiwei before settling on Su Wanwan.
Su Wanwan was smiling at Lin Weiwei and Bai Si'an, her profile glowing softly in the sunlight.
Bai Rongbei walked over without stopping.
"Brother," Bai Si'an called out.
"Mm," Bai Rongbei replied, then looked at Su Wanwan and Lin Weiwei, "Want to eat?"
"Yes." Su Wanwan nodded. "You guys just got off work too?"
Bai Rongbei replied, "Well, if you don't want to come and eat in the future, or if you're too lazy to cook, you can tell me in advance and I'll pack it up for you to take home."
Bai Rongbei had originally planned to bring Su Wanwan food back today, but since they bumped into each other in the cafeteria, he decided to skip it.
However, she might not want to eat in the cafeteria in the future, so Bai Rongbei said that if Su Wanwan didn't want to eat, he could bring her food back, which was just a matter of taking a ten-minute detour.
Su Wanwan felt a warmth in her heart as she listened to Bai Rongbei's words. She nodded and said, "Okay, I'll tell you later."
The four of them naturally gathered together and walked into the cafeteria.
Wang Xiuying and the other young wives were left behind, and for a while no one called them over.
The cafeteria was bustling with activity, and long queues formed at the food serving windows.
Bai Rongbei and Bai Si'an let the two girls find seats while they went to line up for food.
Lin Weiwei pulled Su Wanwan to a table by the window and sat down. Looking at the two brothers standing side by side in the queue, she whispered, "I've noticed that Bai Si'an is quite good at handling things."
Su Wanwan smiled: "Commander Bai is pretty good too."
"That's right," Lin Weiwei winked, "Did you see Wang Xiuying's face just now? It was almost green."
"She just loves to show off." Su Wanwan shook her head. "Let her be. Let's just live our own lives."
The food arrived, and the four of them sat down to eat.
Bai Rongbei pushed a bowl piled high with food in front of Su Wanwan; it contained more slices of meat than usual.
Su Wanwan whispered "thank you" and lowered her head to eat her food in small bites.
Bai Si'an then picked up an egg from his bowl and gave it to Lin Weiwei: "I don't like it, you eat it."
Lin Weiwei looked at the golden-brown fried egg, and without hesitation, picked it up and took a bite, saying indistinctly, "Then you should eat more vegetables, so your wound will heal faster."
The meal was eaten quietly, yet there was an indescribable harmony to it.
Occasionally, Bai Rongbei and Bai Si'an would talk about things in the regiment, and Lin Weiwei and Su Wanwan would listen and occasionally ask a question.
After lunch, Bai Rongbei and Bai Si'an returned to their posts, while Lin Weiwei and Su Wanwan planned to go back for a nap.
On the way back, the sun was blazing, and the Gobi Desert was steaming with heat.
The two men, wearing hats, strolled slowly along the dirt road.
As I approached the family compound, I heard several women talking in the shade ahead, their voices carried by the wind.
"...The performing arts troupe is recruiting. I heard that this afternoon is the last day to register."
"Wang Xiuying submitted it; I saw her hand in the form this morning."
"She can dance? She's from Yunnan Province, does she know that... peacock dance?"
"Who knows? Anyway, she says she can do it. If she gets selected, that would be amazing; a performing arts troupe is a great place..."
Lin Weiwei and Su Wanwan stopped in their tracks at the same time and exchanged a glance.
Is the performing arts troupe recruiting?
There seems to be this passage in the book!
Su Wanwan's mind went blank.
In the original book, Wang Xiuying took advantage of the cultural troupe's recruitment to squeeze out the spot that should have belonged to Su Wanwan.
Moreover, during the audition, Wang Xiuying "kindly" suggested that Su Wanwan perform a dance that she was unfamiliar with and that had political implications, which resulted in Su Wanwan not only failing to be selected but also being criticized.
As for Lin Weiwei, Wang Xiuying later helped the battalion commander's daughter steal the propaganda officer job that Lin Weiwei should have gotten.
I've been so busy fixing the toilet and adjusting to my new life these past few days that I completely forgot about something so important!
"Wanwan," Lin Weiwei grabbed Su Wanwan's arm, her voice tense, "you have to register!"
Su Wanwan's face was also a little pale, but her eyes quickly calmed down.
She nodded, her tone more resolute than ever before: "Go. Go now."
She turned and headed towards the regimental headquarters.
"Wait!" Lin Weiwei grabbed her arm. "Do you know where to register?"
Su Wanwan paused for a moment, then shook her head.
"Let's ask someone." Lin Weiwei pulled her along, quickly walking towards the group of women chatting. "Excuse me, where do we register for the cultural troupe?"
An aunt pointed to a row of bungalows next to the regimental headquarters office building: "It's over there, next to the political department, the door has red paper pasted on it."
"Thank you, Auntie!"
The two of them, not caring about the heat, jogged over there.
On the way, Lin Weiwei, panting, said, "Wanwan, don't panic. The book says Wang Xiuying can dance Yunnan's ethnic dances, but you've actually studied dance and even won awards before you transmigrated. The original owner also had a foundation, so you're definitely better than her!"
Su Wanwan pursed her lips, her eyes shining brightly: "I know. This time, no one will take it from me."
Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried a fierce edge.
Lin Weiwei rarely saw Su Wanwan like this. Usually, she was as gentle as water, but at this moment, she was like a drawn sword, sharp and bright.
Upon arriving at the registration office, a red paper was indeed posted at the entrance, outlining the recruitment requirements and deadline.
A young staff member was sitting inside, organizing forms.
"Comrade, sign up for the cultural troupe." Su Wanwan walked in, her voice steady.
The officer looked up at her and handed her a piece of paper: "Fill this out and return it before 4 p.m. The preliminary test is tomorrow morning in the square. Don't be late."