90s, The Cannon Fodder Wife of the Paranoid Boss is Reborn

Chapter 66 There is still her around

 At midnight, the quilt was kicked off.

Xiao Cheng opened his eyes and looked sideways. The girl's sleeping face remained unchanged at all. Her long and curled eyelashes covered her closed eyes, but her brows were slightly furrowed.

 The pursed pink lips moved as if they wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out.

 Xiao Cheng stood up and put back the other half of the quilt that had been kicked to his side to cover Bai Lu's feet.

 Then lie down, close your eyes, and go back to sleep.

 Three seconds later, the quilt was kicked away again.

"hot…"

Displeased murmurs rang in his ears. Xiao Cheng opened his eyes and looked to the side, but his sleeping face was still awake.

The other half of the quilt was completely covered on him. Only the upper half of Bai Lu's body was covered by the quilt. The quilt below the waist was completely gone, and his white feet were also exposed.

 Also kicking the goose step very domineeringly.

 The wind created by the goose-stepping in the air blew over her ankles and feet, and her frown relaxed slightly.

 As soon as the goose step stops, the brows will furrow, and then the goose step will continue again, back and forth.

 Maybe the medicinal wine has taken effect and my ankles are hot.

Xiao Cheng thought of what his grandpa and grandma said, unchanged, and passed it to her ear: "It will be better when it is warm."

After saying this, he stood up and covered himself with the quilt again.

 Cover her from the waist down, including her feet.

Unexpectedly, this time, before even a second passed, the quilt was kicked away again by the frowning Bai Lu.

　　I kicked away and turned my back to him, with my feet pressed against the wall through the mosquito net, as if feeling the cold temperature.

He also muttered: "It's hot... the quilt is on fire... it's so hot... my feet are burned..."

As he spoke, he kicked the wall with his feet.

I don’t know whether she was angry or wanted to escape the fire, but she kicked her one after another. The mosquito net and the wall were fine, but her feet, which were originally white and smooth, turned red.

Xiao Cheng pinched the center of his brows, grabbed back the jade feet dancing in his eyes, and pressed them on the bed.

 The other hand pulled the quilt and covered it.

Half a second before the girl started kicking, warning words fell on her ears: "If you kick again, you will chop off your feet."

The cold voice stopped him instantly.

 Being good for a long time, not moving.

The white brows are getting tighter and tighter, the eyelashes are trembling slightly, and the sleeping eyelids are beating, showing signs of waking up soon.

 The man's voice came to my ears again, low and coaxing: "I'll buy you wontons tomorrow."

Bai Lu's frown immediately relaxed, her eyelashes calmed down, and her eyelids stopped moving.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he had had a beautiful dream, so beautiful that the fire was extinguished with happiness.

In the dark room, the man let out a low laugh, breaking the silence of the night.

 But it did not disturb the beautiful woman's dream.

 Sleep well all night until dawn.

 …

Every year on this day, Xiao Wei gets up before dawn, folds the quilt, brushes his teeth and washes his face early, goes to the kitchen to make breakfast, and eats it together when Xiao Cheng gets up.

 Because, if he gets up late, Xiao Cheng will not call him or take him to visit his parents' graves.

 Everything is the same as in previous years, starting from getting up.

The only difference is that Xiao Wei is wearing new clothes this year. They are not bright red or purple colors, but very ordinary colors, but very new. Just like the new clothes that his mother bought for the Chinese New Year when he was a child, he will become very happy when he wears them.

 Drive away all the dull and bad moods.

Xiao Wei touched the new clothes on his body again and again, with gentle movements, and the corners of his usually straight mouth slightly raised.

 Put on your shoes, open the door and go out.

Unexpectedly, when I looked up, I saw the tall figure who was not supposed to have gotten up yet and was walking out of the yard.

 Is it so early this year?

The alarm sounded in his mind. Xiao Wei didn't dare to ask anything and hurriedly ran after him. When the man heard the footsteps coming, he didn't stop and left a few words as he walked.

 “I’m going to buy breakfast.”

Xiao Wei didn't believe it and hurriedly followed him to the door.

 “Bai Lu is still at home.” Xiao Cheng spoke again.

The steps at the door paused and stopped taking another step.

With his mind regaining consciousness, Xiao Wei finally remembered that there was Bai Lu at home. During this year’s Qingming Festival, Bai Lu said that he would accompany them to visit the graves, and his eldest brother silently agreed.

The eldest brother will usually do what he promises Bai Lu. If he doesn't do it, he will stir-fry chili peppers and ignore others.

Now, Bai Lu hasn't gotten up yet and hasn't followed her out. The eldest brother probably won't go first by himself.

　　Going there will make Bai Lu angry, which will be very troublesome.

After thinking about everything, Xiao Wei watched the tall figure leave and stopped following him. He went back to brush his teeth and wash his face.

 While brushing his teeth, he stared in a certain direction of the main room.

 Halfway through brushing my teeth, the figure with an extraordinarily gentle and sweet smile finally appeared.

Her long, silky hair was tied into a low ponytail. She walked slowly, stretched out and looked this way.

 “Good morning, Xiaowei!”

"morning."

 “Where is your brother?”

 She went into the kitchen and came out again.

Xiao Wei, who was being stared at, took away the toothbrush from his mouth and said honestly: "I went to buy breakfast."

"Oh...why do you have to buy it outside? I remember there is rice at home. Are there no noodles?"

Bai Lu said to herself and returned to the kitchen. She glanced at the top of the cupboard. There were still a lot of noodles in the bag.

 I don’t understand why Xiao Cheng went out to buy breakfast. Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, squeeze out toothpaste and wash your face.

Just after brushing her teeth and washing her face, Bai Lu smelled a fragrant smell, accompanied by the sound of footsteps approaching from far away.

 Lazy eyes lit up with a "swish".

 It’s wontons! ravioli! ravioli!

It turns out that Xiao Cheng also likes wontons!

Bai Lu quickly brushed her teeth, washed her face, ran to the main room with a quick pace, and sat upright.

 Elegantly and quickly, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating with the long-awaited boss and classmate Xiaowei.

One wonton for each person, which was quickly eaten, and all the soup in three large bowls was consumed.

 After eating and drinking, it’s time to set off.

 Bai Lu checked the incense candles, paper money, grave floats, firecrackers... to make sure nothing was left behind. She was about to pick up the bag and walk out, but was picked up by Xiao Cheng.

 He said nothing, turned around and left.

As a qualified psychological hypnotist, Bai Lu can accurately detect the emotional changes of customers at the first time. Today, Xiao Cheng is in a very depressed mood.

 It’s not sad or sad, it’s aloofness.

Although he still had the same cold and indifferent face, the air pressure around his body had dropped by an isolation zone.

 It seems as if the whole person is outside the world, refusing all approaches, regardless of people or things.

 The figure turned away, lonely and gloomy.

Xiao Cheng didn't say anything when he reached the mountain. He picked up a shovel and started to clean up the weeds beside the grave. The drizzle fell on his shoulders without making any waves.

Xiao Wei didn't say anything, just cutting weeds with a sickle. The whole forest was so dull that there was only the sound of weeding.

 While lighting the candles, the rain became lighter.

There was wind, blowing from the northwest. No matter how Xiao Cheng moved his position, he could not light the candle.

　　The orange-red flame on the lighter would always be blown out by the wind, and he frowned with his already deeply furrowed brows.

 The next second.

 But there was a big straw hat descending on his right side, impartially blocking all the restless wind.

Xiao Cheng was stunned for a moment and raised his head slightly.

 (End of this chapter)