The Little First Grand Secretary in My House

The lights were dim and the room was quiet.

But there seemed to be a flame hidden in the air, which seemed to be ignited in an instant, burning people clean. The faces of the two were very close, so close to each other that they could feel each other's breathing.

Zhao Erming knew that it shouldn't be like this, but his face was hot, as if smeared with chilli water.

I knew she shouldn't put so many chili peppers when she was cooking at night.

Her eyes flickered and she didn't want to look at him directly. Her tone was also supportive: "You are the only man in the family."

She pushed him away and pretended to eat with chopsticks, but Xue Tingyan grabbed her wrist.

"You haven't answered my words."

"What answer?"

"You finally confess that I am your man?"

"You are not the only man in the family." She lowered her head, just not to look at him.

"That's different. The men at home are different from your men."

"What's different?" Zhaoer asked subconsciously, and then there was an urge to punch his mouth.

Sure enough, Xue Tingyan smiled and looked at her and said, "The man at home can be an elder or a brother. But your man, we are going to sleep on a bed. It can be like Zhao Jinrui to his aunt."

Zhaoer suddenly burst into hair, sitting up on his knees, waving his hand away, and staring at him tightly: "Dog, you are broken. You told your sister honestly, who taught you these?" Did you hear what the guys in the village said, or was it not good to have classmates in school, which taught you badly? "

Her reaction was too unexpected, and Xue Tingyan was a little stunned for a moment.

Taking advantage of this situation, the words of Zhaoer came out like a blast: "You are still young, don't think about the ones that are there. Your top priority is to study hard and be worthy of your hard work for many years. The future is not what you should think about now. Do n’t forget your father ’s last wish, and do n’t forget that the mother is most at ease before you die. Their two oldest wishes are that you can surpass Xue Juncai, get credit, and become the best of Xue family Do n’t turn things upside down for those who are interested. "

These words are particularly inspiring. If Xue Tingyan did not have that dream, the designation was fooled past, and he should not think about these things now.

But he had the dream, and from the dream he knew that the woman in front of him was the most cunning and the most stupid. Without pushing her to nowhere, she would not face him squarely.

But he didn't want to force her.

Xue Tingyan gave her a deep look, and his expression suddenly aggrieved: "Zhaoer, don't you want to be my wife?"

The style became too fast, and the next round of moves didn't respond.

She stared at the little man staring blankly, and saw him staring straight at her, filled with helplessness and sternness, and faintly hungry.

His white lips stubbornly squeezed into a line, his cheek bulged a little, his nose flicked slightly, and it seemed aggrieved. Just like when he was a kid, he obviously wanted her to take him out with him, but she was reluctant to say that she had to make her guess.

And when the father and mother died, he looked at him like this. She still remembers that she cried so much, but he didn't cry at all, just pulled herself and said straightly, "Hey, we are the only two left."

She smiled, inertially.

No matter how difficult it is, she always smiles when facing him.

"How is it possible, don't think too much."

"But I feel like you don't want to be my daughter-in-law in your heart, don't you want to be with me forever?" Xue Tingyan suddenly came over, hugged Zhao'er's waist, and buried her face in her shoulder nest, very fragile Looks like.

Zhaoer couldn't see his face, only knew his voice was dull: "I know, I know Brother Jiang Wu likes you, he wants to marry you as his wife, so I don't like him, and hate him. You will leave Xue Does home go to be Jiang Wu ’s wife? Others say that the wife can stay with the man forever, sleep on a kang bed, and lie on a bed. I do n’t want you to sleep with someone other than me.

Zhao'er heard his head muddled, and after a while he grabbed an important point: "You, how do you know so much? You also know that Brother Jiang Wu likes me? Did he come to you and say it?"

"Brother Jiang Wu said, you are not my daughter-in-law, but just looking at the face of your father and mother, you reluctantly agreed. I also said that if I feel bad for you, I should find you a man who knows how to love you, saying that it is very hard for me to study ... … "

In a place she didn't see, Xue Tingyan smiled, but the voice was still wronged: "Zhao'er, I will love you, don't go."

Zhaoer squeezed the corner of his mouth tightly, his chest undulated, and his voice was very stiff: "Don't think about it, I won't go."

She said, how could the little man suddenly change a lot, it turned out that something went wrong here. The little man has always been sensitive and restrained, although he has grown up a lot now, but in the mind of Zhaoer, he is still that big child, no wonder he has recently said so many strange things to himself.

"Are you still my wife?"

"of course!"

"We will always be together and never separate."

"it is good!"

Although I have resorted to tactics, Jiang Wu's words are true, and I have not made any falsification. Now that you agree, never regret it again.

"I can rest assured that."

This is just a small episode, but because of this, Zhao'er is no longer avoiding Xue Tingyan.

Although Xue Tingyan knew that this was a return to the starting point, Zhao'er still did not regard him as a man to lean on, but it was better than he forced her.

After that dream, he was no longer willing to force her, and could only walk around slowly.

Of course, there is no progress, at least Xue Tingyan can now ask Da Ming and Da Er to sleep with a blanket. He didn't have to make excuses like before, just need to say it, and looking at her, she would naturally agree to all his demands.

If there is a slight hesitation, he just asks if you do n’t want to be my wife, and she immediately follows.

Although shameless, Xue Tingyan was not guilty at all, and even a little addicted.

Addicted to the end of Xiu Mu, he actually did not want to go back to the school.

"Do n’t worry about that. Do n’t worry about it. If that place is bought by someone else, if it ’s the surname of Xue, I ’m afraid Zheng Li is making things difficult for you. I said the first way to find someone to do it, and the rest acted by chance. "

Zhaoer nodded, handed him the book bag, and went to get the baggage and small basket on the kang.

In the bag, Xue Tingyan went to the school to change clothes these days, and in the basket were two cans of pickles and tofu made with spicy oil, which were usually used for dinner and noodles.

Originally recruiting children to bring some to the little man, he wanted to change things for him. I know that it was very popular, and Mao Badou didn't want to lose it by holding the jar. Finally, he changed from one can in ten days to four cans in ten days.

But there are not many at home, these are all marinated last fall, and there are not many of them. Zhaoer also knows that the little men have several classmates who have made good friends. Since they like to eat, it is ok to bring more. But Xue Tingyan was stingy and unwilling to bring more, four small pots was the limit.

Xue Tingyan took the small basket from her hand, she did not give it, he still took it.

After he got it, he didn't want to go, so he stood and looked at her.

Zhaoer looked at him suspiciously: "What's the matter? Ascension is still waiting outside."

"I don't want to go." This is the truth.

"Why don't you want to go? Don't you like reading the most?"

"I want to sleep with you. When I go to the school, I can only sleep by myself."

"Pouting!" Zhao'er hurriedly looked over the door, and then stared at him again: "You promised me? You can't come up with this matter."

He said innocently: "I just told you, but I didn't tell anyone. Besides, you are my wife, and it is not natural for us to sleep on a bed."

"We haven't gotten married yet, anyway, you can't say it! Go quickly, and then you will be late for a while, you promised to be good, study hard, and don't think about the ones that are there."

This time Xue Tingyan did not resist again, but nodded honestly: "Reassure you, I must take a show before I come back and let you be a showgirl."

After a pause, he said again: "When I pass the exam, will we be married?"

"Will you wait until you have taken the exam?"

"Then I promised you."

After sending Xue Tingyan away, Zhaoer was relieved.

She feels that the little man is getting harder and harder now. Before, he was lonely and sensitive. She always thought if he could change. Now it has changed, but it has become more headache for her.

Sometimes steady, sometimes fragile and childish, the mind is strange.

Zhaoer recalled what happened in the next two days and felt that he must have been fascinated by him before he agreed to his requests.

After thinking for a while, she didn't think about it. Anyway, the little man came back ten days later, and she had time to think slowly. Thinking of what he said before, Zhao'er shoved his thoughts in his heart, turned his head to lock the door, and went out.

Walking outside the gate, she suddenly changed her attention and turned to the four houses.

"Auntie, I have something to do with you."