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

Chapter 117 An unexpected kiss

 Xiao Cheng's crew cut has recently grown hair. To be precise, his short hair should have grown a little longer. The length is no more than a knuckle, and it doesn't dry as quickly as before after washing.

He habitually did not wipe his hair after taking a shower, but only wiped it casually with a towel after washing his clothes. After walking a few steady distances, the towel was already casually placed on the chair beside the bed.

 “Small problem, has been solved.”

 “Oh…” Don’t say it.

Bai Lu picked up the book again and half-lyed with her face shielded from her face while reading. The bed next to her sank into a large area and did not respond.

Until a low chuckle came from the man next to me, I turned over a page of the book in a hurry, and the sound of the book drowned out the low laughter.

Xiao Cheng leaned on the bedside, staring at the thick book sideways, and his words pierced through the book softly: "The fir trees on the mountain are old and large. When the workers cut them off, they rolled down the mountain and hit an elder's grave halfway up the mountain. , Grandpa asked Xiao Guofu to inform me to go back and burn incense sticks."

In later generations, Bai Lu had only paid homage to tombs in cemeteries, but never seen graves on the mountain. During the Qingming Festival, she and Xiao Cheng went back to Xiaojia Village to worship their ancestors on the mountain. This was the first time they saw folk earth tombs.

˜For those folk customs in unknown areas, curiosity is easily aroused and you want to know more.

 Expand the cognitive level more broadly: "Is the collision serious? Or will it cause incense?"

 The book on his face fell with the sound.

Xiao Cheng looked at it without moving, looking into the girl's clear and curious eyes, thinking for a moment.

Calmly said: "The villagers of Xiaojia Village went to the mountain to worship during the Qingming Festival and removed all the weeds around the tomb. It rained heavily a few days ago, and the soil was wet and loose. After the fir trees were cut and fell from high places, the soil around the tomb was scattered. , Grandpa said that he had disturbed the elders and wanted to go back and offer incense sticks to them. "

The unfinished fact is that the fir trees broke up the loose soil around the grave, and the urn was exposed.

After listening to Xiao Cheng's calm narration, Bai Lu was not afraid at all, but became even more curious: "When you were offering incense, did your grandpa say anything next to you? Did he talk like he did when he worshiped his ancestors on the Qingming Festival?" "

  Xiao Cheng nodded lightly: "Yes."

“What did you say?” Bai Lu continued to ask.

 Xiao Cheng thought for a moment and replied honestly: "I said what I said when I worshiped my ancestors."

Bai Lu: “…”

 “What did you say when you worshiped your ancestors?”

 You must get to the bottom of it and refuse to give up.

Xiao Cheng took a deep look at her, pulled the quilt folded at the end of the bed to cover himself, lay down and closed his eyes.

Youyou said: "You said good things."

"What kind words?" Bai Lu's brain was gnawed by curious ants, and she wanted to lift his quilt.

 Let him finish answering before going to sleep.

However, family training has bound the bones of the limbs.

Xiao Cheng was still lying on his side with his back turned, and his answer was perfunctory: "Nice words."

Bai Lu decisively dropped the book and forced him to turn around, suddenly meeting a pair of deep and dark eyes.

Immediately let go, and immediately changed to a smiling face: "Your hair is not dry yet. Sleeping with wet hair is not good for your health. It will be invaded by cold air and cause colds, headaches and other adverse reactions. You'd better get up, dry your hair before going to bed."

Xiao Cheng looked at her in silence for a moment, and finally answered the question: "Don't blame the three gentlemen. The descendants have no intention of colliding with each other. They have specially prepared good wine and food. Bridges lead to bridges, roads lead to roads..."

　　It must be simplistic again.

Bai Lu listened word by word, maintained the standard smile on her face, stood up and pulled Xiao Cheng up.

 Then he lay down: "Good night."

　　turn your back on someone.

Xiao Cheng was forced to sit, looking at the big rice dumpling lying in front of him, with the tip of his tongue touching the back alveolar, a charming smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and he slowly leaned forward, like a beast that had been dormant for a long time, silently moving toward its prey. Hunting around.

Leng Mei's clear voice approached from the back towards the slender neck, and fell from top to bottom: "Get up." "I have something to tell you."

Still thinking about the unfinished answer, Bai Lu suddenly turned around and was caught off guard by a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with deep three-dimensional eyebrows and dark pupils that were slightly stunned.

Thin, cool lips, lips, lips…

 Meet her, zero distance, close to each other.

The tips of their noses were touching, and their breaths were scattered in all directions. It was impossible to tell who was whose. The warm breath filled the space and lingered between the lips that were stunned and motionless.

Bai Lu was still covered with a quilt, and there was a white blanket on top of the quilt. Her hands and feet were curled up in the big rice dumpling. She turned around so quickly that she didn't even think of stretching them out, so she was pressed down while lying on her side.

She thought Xiao Cheng was still sitting in the same position she had pulled him up just now, so she turned around and looked up at him.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Cheng leaned down at some point and was so close to her, facing her without moving...

Her raised face was automatically greeted with a kiss.

 Bai Lu's mind went blank, and she lost the ability to think for a moment. After reacting, she immediately shrank back and retreated quickly, including herself and the quilt, to the innermost part of the big bed.

His back was pressed against the wall through the quilt, his head suddenly shrank into the rice dumpling, and he turned around quickly with a "whoosh".

An unnatural, muffled voice came from the tiny cracks in the tightly rolled quilt: "It's very late. Go to bed. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."

When Xiao Cheng came back to his senses after hearing the sound, he saw a tightly rolled rice dumpling quilt in front of him, and the warmth from the corner of his mouth was still lingering.

The last trace of sweetness was still there, he pursed his lips, and his eyes flashed with a deep and satisfying look.

With the lights dimmed, the moonlight filtered in through the cracks in the window sill and fell on the two figures on the bed who had not fallen asleep for a long time.

 The stars have returned home.

 There was a hint of fish belly white in the sky.

Xiao Wei felt that he got up very early today, but his elder brother and sister-in-law were earlier than him.

 Before he even approached the kitchen, the sweet aroma of roasted chestnuts sweetened his entire face.

The sound of manual and electric stirring of chestnuts comes out layer by layer. It sounds messy, but it has a fast rhythm.

After entering the door, I saw two familiar figures standing by the stove, holding a spatula in their hands to fry chestnuts.

 The electric chestnut frying machine buzzed nearby.

 But no matter how loud you screamed, the two people standing on both sides of the stove seemed like they didn't hear it.

 Apart from adding syrup to the pot on time, there was no expression on his face and he didn't even say a word.

atmosphere…

　　Seems a little weird.

Full of doubts, Xiao Wei brushed his teeth, washed his face, finished breakfast, washed the dishes, put on his schoolbag and went to school.

There are three more markets for roasted chestnuts with sugar. The number of chestnuts to be roasted will be doubled. If you don’t get up early, there will definitely not be enough roasted chestnuts. Fortunately, when we talked about cooperation, we made a decision to get the goods in batches.

  In addition, there are two electric and manual processes, stir-frying at the same time, and the sales volume is eighty on the first day, and successful supply is a piece of cake.

Wang Cuihua received the goods and was about to leave, but was left alone by Bai Lu, with a face full of surprise and excitement, waiting for the increase in her share.

Unexpectedly, Bai Lu broke her fantasy as soon as she opened her mouth: "Has Luo Shiliu returned your ladder?"

Wang Cuihua had a complicated expression on her face, saying, "Not yet."

Bai Lu frowned: "Did he say when he would pay it back?"

 (End of this chapter)