At that time, Yisha came back from the laboratory and was so tired that she felt sore and sore in the back. She stayed on the sand for a while, and after eating snacks, she planned to have a meal.

However, no one cooked for her.

Xia Xin was having dinner with his roommate at school.

Xia Xin told Xia Huan in advance to cook and notified Yisha in the family group. Unfortunately, Xia Huan was in a bad condition now and ignored it completely.

Yisha thought for a while, and for the sake of her supper, she decided to go upstairs to see what happened to Xia Huan.

He actually stopped doing what Xia Xin told him.

When Yisha was knocking on the melon seeds while pushing open the door of Xia Huan's room, Xia Chuyan was sitting on the railing of the balcony outside the room, leaning against the wall, looking at the scenery, and eating small apples.

Xia Huan still wrapped herself in the quilt, and the whole quilt was raised high into a ball, so you couldn't even see your head.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing Yisha's footsteps coming in, Xia Chuyan jumped off the balcony, walked into the room, looked at Yisha and said, "It seems that something was wrong with her?"

Yisha asked leisurely while kneading the melon seeds, "What's wrong, I won't eat dinner?"

"because……"

Xia Chuyan said this and remembered it, "Speaking of it, Sister Shasha, how do you usually do with Xia Xin?"

“What…how did it?”

Yisha was puzzled.

Xia Chuyan seemed to be talking about ordinary things like eating and drinking, and said calmly, "You can have a room, how do you have a room?"

“…”

Yisha's eyes widened at first, then her face turned slightly red and her face was stiff, and she didn't know how to answer.

But the other party was so calm that he felt that if he was shy, he would lose first.

Yisha could only try to show off her big sister like a generous big sister and said calmly, "Even if we want to talk about the boudoir, let's choose a better occasion, at least, let's have a meal first."

Why did you suddenly say this?

"No, it's her..."

Xia Chuyan looked at Xia Huan helplessly, and then explained what happened to Xia Huan and Xia Xin last night.

It is said that Xia Xin was disliked...

The two of them can't do sex.

Xia Huan is so inferior that she wants to die, so she may not be able to cook.

“…”

Yisha blinked her eyes and laughed dryly a few times. She felt like this... she seemed to be responsible for you.

To be responsible, Yisha is actually underestimating herself and being too modest. She is simply the initiator and perpetrator.

Xia Chuyan looked at Yisha calmly and said, "If you don't persuade her, I guess she won't get up for three days."

"That's how it is."

Yisha thought to herself, then will my supper be ruined?

While kowtowing melon seeds, she nodded lightly, "This is not what you think. Xia Xin doesn't dislike her, he is..."

In fact, at this time, just say, "Actually, Xia Xin was kicked by me and became sexually incompetent, it has nothing to do with you."

But... I feel like this is my responsibility.

Yisha actually doesn't want to admit it very much.

Moreover, if the other party takes it further, it will involve the scene where the two of them are intimate in the kitchen and intimate in the bed in a villa in the suburbs.

Then Yisha naturally couldn't speak out. She was still very shy when she talked to others about the topics of affection between the two.

Yisha's eyes turned around and blurted out, "Actually, it's not what you thought, there's a reason for this."

"Cause? What's the reason?"

"This is something that requires some skills."

Xia Chuyan asked with her little head tilted, "My wife has learned secret techniques in the room. She should be very skillful."

"No, this is not the skill I'm talking about."

As Yisha finished speaking.

Just as I saw that in the dim room without light, the quilt moved, Xia Huan finally poked out his little head and looked at Yisha with anticipation.

"This skill is actually..."

Yisha thought for a long time, and finally thought of it, and said casually, "It's just Xia Xin that doesn't really dislike you, it's just because he is a pervert and his hobbies are strange."

"Hostiness is strange?"

Xia Chuyan was puzzled.

Yisha explained seriously and concisely, "It's that, he has a special preference. Before going to the room, you have to do 10 front somersaults, 10 back somersaults, and then 10 side-hand flips. Yes, Xia Xin is a pervert. Only in this way can he satisfy his interests."

"is that so?"

Xia Chuyan was a little puzzled, "Why do you have to do a front and backflips before going to the room?"

Yisha said casually while kneading melon seeds, "No...I know, who knows, men are all perverts."

Xia Chuyan thought for a while and said, "It seems to be true that I said this. When I was assassinating, I also saw some men. They were so perverted. They asked women to do something very strange. They also like to hit women. Some also asked women to wear special uniforms, pretend to be students, and flight attendants, or they would be willing to be happy, otherwise they would have no interest at all."

Xia Huan blinked thoughtfully, muttering uncertainly, "Is it...is this?"

Then I felt that Yisha and Xia Xin had experience after all, and I felt that Yisha had said this, so it shouldn't be wrong.

"And, throughout history, emperors of all dynasties had more or less strange hobbies. Emperor Shao of Qi in the Southern Dynasty only liked women with three inches of golden lotus. Emperor Tongzhi did not like ordinary women, but only liked to go to kilns, prostitutes, prostitutes, and Emperor Xianfeng also did not like normal girls, but only like widows."

Thinking of this, I feel that Xia Xin’s hobby seems to be acceptable.

"Right, I just said that men are perverts," Yisha quickly agreed and shirked her responsibility. "So, he is not disliked you, but he is just perverted. Don't take it seriously. It will be fine in a few days. Let's have a meal first."

Yisha was hungry, and she sincerely hoped that Xia Huan would cheer up and make her a supper first.

If Yisha did it herself, she could only call her KFC.

She's tired of eating it.

In fact, after saying this, Xia Huan felt much better. It turned out that she was not having a problem.

It’s not that Xia Xin disliked her, it was because her method was wrong.

"Then, Sister Shasha, every time you have sex with the young master, you have to have a front and backflip?"

"When...of course."

Yisha felt a little guilty, but when things were about to come, it was already difficult to get on the verge of death.

Xia Huan asked again, "Do you still have to be naked?"

"When...of course."

Yisha nodded again.

"Wouldn't that be very ashamed?"

"You have to know that Xia Xin is too perverted. If he doesn't, he won't be interested."

Yisha directly put all the blame on Xia Xin, saying that it was all because of Xia Xin's perverted fault.

She felt that she was right. If it weren't for Xia Xinda's sneaking up from behind in the morning, which scared her to subconsciously defend herself, there wouldn't be so many things.

She felt completely innocent.

So, after Xia Huan was much more uncomfortable, she really got up to put on her clothes and everyone had a meal together.

Then……

This happened slightly.

That night, Xia Xin came back and comforted Luo Shuiling. Xia Ye and watched the news with Yisha again.

Then at 1 o'clock in the evening, I wanted to comfort Xia Huan.

Um……

Then, in his shocked gaze, Xia Huan was inexplicably not singing, dancing, or playing the piano, saying that she wanted to perform for him.

With his expectant look on his face, he saw Xia Huan come into the bathroom and come out after taking a shower, then perform a front flip, a back flip, and a side flip...

...Or, naked.

At that time, what did Xia Xin say about his mood...

He felt a little...complex.

Some...at awkward.

I even feel that I have a problem with my eyes or my head.
To be continued...