Vol 5 Chapter 436: ?Milan Hunting Competition (6)

There was no one at home, except for the lady who was wagging its tail, it bounced down the steps and circled Wang Ai. The women are busy with their careers, and no one plays with it anymore. Maybe they are a little depressed. So Wang Ai went upstairs and put the jersey, shorts, socks, and knee pads in the small washing machine, put the washing powder, and turned on the switch. I also ran under the shower and took a cold shower. After a little bit of shampoo and shower gel, I always get a lot of bubbles in a little bit of bath.
About ten minutes later, Wang Ai changed into dry clothes and went downstairs, a white short-sleeved shirt, loose sports trousers and a pair of sandals, and took a football to the courtyard. The lady's two front paws fluttered, her tail wagging like a windmill.
When Wang Ai opened the door with a smile and looked back at it, it screamed in excitement, then rushed out of the door, ran back and forth several times on the grass at the door, looking up at Wang Ai.
Wang Ai tilted his head to look at it: "Want to run?"
It whine twice.
"Okay!" Wang Ai clamped the ball with one arm, and then ran towards the forest path.
One person and one dog ran for about two kilometers, but the lady couldn't run anymore, panting with her tongue out. Wang Ai bent down and said silently, "Lack of exercise, you see, I don't even sweat."
The lady licked the back of Wang Ai's hand. At this time, Zhang Guang caught up in the forest behind Wang Ai: "You didn't say a word when you came out."
Wang Ai smiled: "I didn't tell you when I walked the dog. Anyway, there is no problem."
Zhang Guang also brought a dog leash: "Hang it up, right?"
Wang Ai shook his head: "No, there is no one in this forest, so let it be free for a while. This dog has all kinds of temperaments. The wild ones should be tied up, and the depressed ones should be kept a little."
With that said, Wang Ai looked up and saw that there was a golf course not far ahead, so Wang Ai threw the ball and walked up with his feet upside down. The lady just followed honestly. When it comes to long-distance running, dogs really can't run.
Finally ascending to the top of the hill, Wang Ai stretched out and looked towards the town next door. The base at the foot of the hill was now hidden by green trees, and there was a quiet forest near and far. If it weren't for the occasional wind blowing over the swinging treetops, or squirrels rushing up and down quickly, it would be as quiet as the painting.
Isn't it a waste not to practice with such a beautiful scenery?
Wang Ai jumbled the ball easily, or made some technical moves at random, the lady lay on one side and watched, her eyes rumbling, Zhang Guang strolling around casually. Few people come to the golf course here. After all, it is too far. The houses near Wang Ai's house are mostly holiday villas of the wealthy, except for the more economically powerful people in the town. The golf course is regarded as an outbuilding.
Therefore, I didn't pay much attention. There were no walls or guards. Some equipment was locked in a small house. When did people come to play and when to open it for use.
Naturally, there was no safety problem. Wang Ai played for more than ten minutes before the lady slowed down and got up to grab the ball with Wang Ai. Wang Ai kicked the ball away, and the lady screamed excitedly, and opened her mouth...
He gnawed the ball and gnawed it again, but unfortunately couldn't hold it, and turned around in a hurry, Wang Ai and Zhang Guang laughed.
The lady was also considered smart, and finally arched the ball back with her head and looked at Wang Ai aggrievedly. Wang Ai had to bend down to pick up a branch and toss it out so that the lady could play.
Slowly, as the sun sets, people and dogs are tired, so they sit side by side on the hillside, looking at the sparse jungle and the spire of the church in the next town. Blowing the evening breeze, touching the dog's head, thinking about what's going on.
He didn't anticipate Jose's request in advance, so he was a little uncomfortable to give up the mid lane to play on the side lanes. But after thinking about it, I was relieved. Wasn't his omnipotence prepared for this situation? Mainly playing on the wing, Jose did not say that he would not allow himself to run in the middle to score goals. Just when the attacking task is not so heavy, he can allocate some energy to deal with the national team's affairs and some of his own personal affairs.
At six o'clock in the evening, Zhang Guang, who had not disturbed Wang Ai's thinking, walked over from a distance: "They are all back, and the meal is ready."
"Oh." Wang Ai freed from deep thought, smiled and stood up. Seeing that the lady was still lazy and didn't want to move, he bent down and grabbed its paw to lift it up, holding it with his left arm and stepping on the ball with his right foot. With a pick, the football fell into the right hand more obediently than a dog, and walked down the mountain one by one.
The dinner was very rich, and the family was lively, but Wenjun made a suggestion during the meal: "I hope I can buy a few apartments near the company. It's too far to go back and forth every day."
Wang Ai was holding the meat buns with his hands in a deadlock in the air. The whole family was watching him.
"Is it so busy? You don't even return home?" Wang Ai frowned and saw Xu Qinglian from Shi Wenjun, so he thought about it and nodded: "Okay, you can buy a few places for temporary rest, you guys. It's up to you."
Wang Ai, who came out of the gym in the evening, passed by the second floor. Xu Qinglian poked her head out of Shi Wenjun’s room: "I want to talk to Sister Shi about work at night."
Wang Ai nodded clearly and smiled, and Xu Qinglian also smiled.
Since the moment when Wang Ai proposed to get married, a problem that had been hidden between the two emerged. Wang Ai didn't know what the specific problem was, but knew that Xu Qinglian was a very assertive person, not even lacking in stubbornness and stubbornness. If Wang Ai now asks her to fulfill her girlfriend's obligations, she will definitely nod her head, and even agree to those who didn't agree before, but it would be naive to expect to use the male advantage in this regard to force Xu Qinglian to obey.
She can put all the "Milan Lights" of her own business under Wang Ai's name, and don't want anything by herself; she can work hard to provide labor from the Wang Ai's family since she was a child; she can only accept the relatively meager wealth of Wang Ai's family Pocket money...
Wang Ai was lying on the bed thinking about these things, and suddenly found that Xu Qinglian seemed to be keeping a certain distance from him all the time, or trying to keep a distance.
But this is not evidence of her empathy. After all, she is in the sight of the Wang family all day long. Maybe Tang Mudan and Liu Dingxiang will stand by her side when the two are in conflict, but they will never be a big issue. Confused on top.
So, what exactly is it?
Wang Ai couldn't figure it out over and over again, but the only thing he figured out was that nothing is worse than nothing. Xu Qinglian, who was covered with oozing hair and so self-confident that she was overwhelmed with confidence, was rarely entangled. At this time, if you apply external force in a hurry, especially if you do not understand the nature of the problem, unexpected consequences may occur.
This is the housewife of Wang Aiqian's choice; this is the place where Wang Aiyue's love returns.
When Xu Qinglian was struggling to seek light in the dark, all Wang Ai could do was companionship and tolerance.