Chapter 21: Watermelon Cultivation Technique

"Zhou Yue, I'm so sorry. Dazhi played too hard last night and tore that new little black dress I bought, so I ended up wearing yours. I'll wash it for you in a bit and send it over."

Bai Weiwei then quite naturally folded up the pajamas she had taken off, picked up a white tank top from the bedside, and pulled it directly over herself.

The tank top was Lin Dazhi's; it wasn't tight at all, but a 3XL tank top on her looked about the same as the nightdress from before.

The key was that the neckline of this sports tank top was even lower than the camisole she had just been wearing, and the sight of Bai Weiwei wearing it was truly too beautiful.

Bai Weiwei also realized that the visual impact of her wearing this garment was overly intense, though it didn't matter much in front of Lin Dazhi, the key was that Zhou Yue was right there.

So, after she finished changing, she quickly dove back under Lin Dazhi's quilt.

Lin Dazhi familiarly wrapped his arms around her body, and his large hands began to get restless again.

"Not tight this time?" Lin Dazhi teased.

"Mm, much more comfortable," Bai Weiwei said, suddenly letting out a dainty moan.

Hearing her moan, Zhou Yue's expression was as ugly as it could possibly be.

The two were covered by a summer quilt, and although there was a layer of fabric between them, Lin Dazhi's movements were still clearly visible to her. After cursing him as shameless under her breath, Zhou Yue looked at that bulging mass, her gaze filled with a layer of venomous hatred.

However, as if he felt the fire hadn't been stoked enough, Lin Dazhi spoke again at this moment.

"That's because if you use a bag meant for lychees to hold a cantaloupe, of course it's going to be tight," Lin Dazhi teased.

Hearing this from Lin Dazhi, Bai Weiwei wanted to laugh but didn't dare, her face turning beet red as she held it in.

As for Zhou Yue, she was completely broken by this remark from Lin Dazhi!

"Lin Dazhi, how can you be so shameless? If you think I'm small, just say it! Why did you bother back then?" Zhou Yue shrieked.

"I didn't have experience back then; I didn't realize it was padded," Lin Dazhi said with a straight face.

"Pfft—" Hearing this from Lin Dazhi, Bai Weiwei finally couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.

"Lin Dazhi, you bastard!" At this moment, Zhou Yue could no longer hold back; she grabbed the pajamas that Bai Weiwei had just folded and placed on the headboard and threw them at Lin Dazhi!

Lin Dazhi pulled the pajamas down unhurriedly, shook the watch on his wrist, and said, "It's almost eight. Aren't you going to work?"

Lin Dazhi's words reminded Zhou Yue that she had a class in the first period today; if she didn't go to work now, she would really be late.

Thinking of this, she glared fiercely at Lin Dazhi, turned, and rushed out of the bedroom.

"Bang!" As she left, Zhou Yue slammed the bedroom door shut, as if trying to vent the anger in her heart.

"Giggle, Lin, how can you be so mean? You knew Zhou Yue was especially sensitive about that, yet you exposed her shortcomings right in front of her!" Seeing Zhou Yue leave, Bai Weiwei finally couldn't help it, giggling daintily as she pounded on his chest.

"That's me being mean? Back when she was with me, she would specifically talk about whatever I didn't like to hear. In her eyes, everything I did was wrong, and she beat me down until I was worthless. I endured it back then, but now that we're divorced, I'm still supposed to coddle her? What a nerve!" Lin Dazhi curled his lip and said.

"But you shouldn't have been so blunt. Which woman could take that? 'Padded'—giggle, you're killing me," Bai Weiwei laughed daintily.

"Was I wrong? Who doesn't want the real deal when they buy something? Take buying watermelons, for example. I used to pick them according to methods I learned online—tapping, listening, observing—but later I found out it was pure nonsense; it's not like that at all," Lin Dazhi said indignantly.

"Then how should you pick them? Lin, teach me, I'm not good at picking them either," Bai Weiwei asked with a curious look.

"Simple, just crack the melon open and see, won't you know then?" Lin Dazhi said.

"Ah? What if you open it and find it doesn't taste good? Wouldn't the money be wasted?" Bai Weiwei had thought Lin Dazhi had some great method, but that was all she got.

"If it doesn't taste good, just throw it away and buy another one. How simple is that?" Lin Dazhi said.

"That makes sense. Lin, do you like eating watermelon?" Bai Weiwei asked curiously.

"I love it, loved it since I was a kid."

"Then I'll buy you watermelon often in the future. Do you like the round ones, or the long, round ones?"

"Either is fine. As long as they're big and fully ripe, they're all delicious."

"Got it, Lin. Tell me more about the standards for picking melons."

"Sure, then I'll have a more in-depth exchange with you on this knowledge. Actually, let me tell you, it's basically impossible to pick the most perfect watermelon of your dreams, but there is a way: you can cultivate it yourself."

"Ah? Lin, you even know how to grow watermelons?"

"Of course. How many times have I told you? You need to study the system well."

"Ah? There's no such function in the system."

"Oh, almost forgot, this is from my system: Manual Cultivation Technique. It's a bit difficult, we'll try it when there's a chance later."

"Really? That's so magical? Then I must hurry and buy a melon field to grow all kinds of watermelon varieties and see the results."

……

The two of them had an in-depth exchange on the topic of how to cultivate superior watermelon varieties for over an hour, and then happily ended the conversation.

Checking the time, it was already nearly nine-thirty.

Lin Dazhi looked at Bai Weiwei, who was wearing his clothes and brushing her teeth in the bathroom, and asked casually, "You're not going to work today?"

"Not going today, just staying with you," Bai Weiwei said, her voice muffled while brushing her teeth.

"You took leave? Isn't the bank busy? I remember I just promoted you to some Department General Manager position." As Lin Dazhi asked, he also entered the bathroom, only to realize once inside that Bai Weiwei was actually using his toothbrush.

"Department General Manager. Finally, I don't have to take any more crap from that Zhang Pangzi. Just thinking about it feels great," Bai Weiwei said while rinsing her mouth with a "swish-swish" sound.

"Bai Weiwei, you're using my toothbrush!" Lin Dazhi huffed, saying with dissatisfaction.

"I'm helping you clean it, too! *Blehh! * Fully automatic cleaning, fancy, right?" Bai Weiwei opened her plump mouth toward Lin Dazhi, made a playful face, and stuck out her little pink tongue, waving it around.

Lin Dazhi grabbed that playful little tongue, gave it a light tug, and stuffed it back in.

Bai Weiwei giggled as she cleaned the cup, drew another cup of warm water, squeezed some toothpaste on, and handed it to Lin Dazhi's mouth.

"Be a good boy, open wide, ah~~~"

"I'll do it myself!"

"Aww, let me try!"

"Damn it, Bai Weiwei, why are you jamming it in so hard? My gums are about to bleed!"

"Ah, don't be mad, don't be mad. Baby didn't mean it."

"Hurry up and find a jacket to put on, you're coming out with me in a bit!"

"Okay, honey!"