Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

This voice is very familiar.

He turned his head and, as expected, saw Lou Xiao'e's gentle eyes.

His three women, three pairs of eyes, are all very distinctive.

Lou Xiao'e's eyes are the type that make people feel comfortable, not aggressive, but gentle and plain.

Qin Huairu's eyes can be summed up in one word: charm, charm that penetrates into the bone marrow.

Qin Jingru's voice was clear, as clear as that of a college student.

It was at this time that Cao Wei discovered that there was a small window at the back of Xu Damao's house.

Lou Xiao'e was now resting her chin on her hand, looking at him. Beside her was a small bottle of wine and a plate of peanuts.

Cao Wei smiled and said, "You seem to be in a good mood."

"You seem quite interested. You came out to smoke in the middle of the night. What's the matter? Did you make the little girl pass out?"

"No trouble." Cao Wei shook his head and took a sip.

"No trouble? That's not like you. You wanted to eat me up that night."

"Can that be the same?"

"If it's not your own, why not pedal hard?"

Cao Wei rolled his eyes: "We are human beings with conscience. If anyone gets comfortable, they will turn over. Now you are looking down on me. Besides, I am afraid that your small body will break if you touch it."

After Cao Wei finished speaking, he didn't say anything. He leaned against the wall, clicked his tongue, and looked up at the sky.

Lou Xiao'e didn't say anything either. After a while, a wine glass was held out from the room and handed to Cao Wei.

"Peanuts please."

Lou Xiao'e also rolled her eyes and put the peanuts on the windowsill.

A few peanuts and a sip of wine. October in Sijiu City can barely be considered as autumn. The night breeze blows from time to time, which is quite comfortable.

"Hey."

"Ok?"

"Has anyone ever told you that you are greedy?"

"What do you mean?" Cao Wei turned his head and glanced at Lou Xiao'e. Lou Xiao'e's eyes were not on him. Instead, she was looking at the dark sky like him, as if she was trying to find a beautiful star in the dark sky.

"At first, I thought you were just greedy for my body and Qin Huairu's body. Even if you married that silly girl, it was only because she was suitable."

"Isn't it always like this? As long as it's suitable, it's enough." Cao Wei smiled and didn't refute.

Most marriages in this era are like this. Being suitable is enough, and love is not important.

"But you are very greedy. You not only want our bodies, but also our hearts."

After Lou Xiao'e finished speaking.

Cao Wei did not answer, but just looked at the sky quietly.

Lou Xiao'e sighed leisurely: "A person's heart can only hold a limited amount of space. Love, three loves. Cao Xiaogou, are you really not afraid of backlash?"

Backlash?

Cao Wei said nothing and lit another match.

Today, he realized this problem. When Qin Jingru was crying behind him, he suddenly realized that this era was different from his era.

In the marriage market of later generations, there is a standard answer, which is to tell the other party that you have had three relationships. The first one was your first love, you were immature and lost him (her), the second one was when you were mature and wanted to make up for your mistakes. The third one was for the purpose of marriage.

This process only illustrates one's own maturity, but never mentions one's understanding of emotions.

Because we all know that there are fewer and fewer people who are in love.

Therefore, Cao Wei could fall in love without restraint. When they were in love, they would devote themselves wholeheartedly. When problems arose, they would withdraw in time and gracefully without feeling sad.

But in this era.

Whether it was Qin Huairu crying by the Shichahai Sea, or Qin Jingru hugging him tightly and sobbing softly, they were telling him one thing, that they were different. Love is for a lifetime, but this love did not make Cao Wei happy, but more of a heavy burden.

Lou Xiao'e is right. Few people can bear too much love. Especially for people with rich emotions, it is not only selfish, but also mutual. No one can be indifferent to a woman who devotes herself to him, unless this person is a scumbag. Cao Wei thought he was not a good person, but he was not a scumbag.

"To be honest, this is all your fault." Cao Wei said with a click of the tongue.

Lou Xiao'e was so angry that she laughed: "You are really a dog, Cao Xiaogou."

Cao Wei did not explain.

This is the truth.

Among these people, the one who looks most like a person from later generations is undoubtedly Lou Xiao'e. It is also because of Lou Xiao'e that Cao Wei feels that this era is not much different from later generations. People are still people.

Qin Huairu's crying by the lake made his heart skip a beat, but only for a moment.

And when Qin Jingru hugged him tightly, her cautious expression made him realize that it was over, it was completely different.

"Oh." Cao Wei took a sip.

"Why are you still frowning? Are you regretting it?" Lou Xiao'e said with a hint of gloating.

Cao Wei turned around and waved at her.

She was a little confused, but still stretched her neck.

Cao Wei stretched out his hands, hooked his hands around her neck, raised his head, and kissed her lips.

Lou Xiao'e's pupils suddenly dilated and she pushed the bastard away.

"Pah, your mouth smells like cigarettes."

"Let you gloat over your misfortune." Cao Wei shrugged.

Lou Xiao'e slapped him twice in annoyance: "What on earth are you thinking?"

"What else can I think? I want them all. Whatever you want, just take them. You are mine, Qin Huairu is mine, and Qin Jingru is mine. No one can be left behind."

"Won't you give me some more sisters?"

Cao Wei: ...

"So you've been here with me all night long just for this sentence, right?"

"Yes." Lou Xiao'e said confidently.

Cao Wei was silent for a while, then shook his head: "No more, I can't bear it."

This is the truth. He has needs, but he is not a stud. People always have to think about the future. Haven't you seen those young singers who wrote songs without thinking when they were young, but when they got old, they couldn't even sing. Looking back, when these three are in their thirties or forties, he is also in his thirties or forties. Whether he can bear it or not is another matter.

Add more people? Maybe someone will die.

"Very good, little Cao dog." Lou Xiao'e patted his head with satisfaction.

Cao Wei glared at her. This bitch was becoming more and more naughty.

"Cao puppy."

"Ah."

"Want to try something exciting?"

I won't feel sleepy if you say this...

"How to stimulate it?" Cao Wei narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You are here, I am here, and then." Lou Xiao'e paused for a moment. Under the moonlight, her cheeks were slightly rosy. She opened her red lips and said, "Love! Me!"

Forty minutes later...

The moon is bright in the sky and I am feeling sleepy.