Song Xiao'e counted on her fingers and nodded. 16 days. It turned out that half a month had passed, so no wonder it felt like a long time.
bite.
Dragging her exhausted body out of the elevator, she turned left and paused for a moment in front of her home. She looked around and saw no one was there. She stayed there for a few more seconds, then suddenly and without warning, she changed her style and stood on tiptoe.
He walked quietly to the door, frowning, squinting his eyes and eavesdropping...
After a while, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she stood up again. She rummaged through her bag to find the key. She was about to open the door in a hurry, but then she thought of something and stopped suddenly. Then she took out her mobile phone, opened the tool mirror, and looked at the screen.
Twisted her hair twice, pursed her lips, and made sure she was in good condition.
"cough--"
Clearing her throat, she opened the door, and the next second she stepped onto the threshold, she coughed twice more deliberately in a heavy tone, "Cough, cough cough—"
The lights at home are on, warm and bright.
Peng.
After locking the inner and outer doors, she took off her shoes while holding on to the shoe cabinet without changing her slippers. She dragged her tired body into the house with her bare feet and said, "I'm back."
"Ahem? Did you get caught in the rain?"
"No, maybe I have a fever."
"fever?"
"Is the air conditioner blowing?"
"I've accepted it, please, please take care of your health, please?"
"Busy..."
Smiling slyly secretly, Song Xiao'e came to the table in the small dining room and saw the table full of dishes. Boneless chicken steak, steamed tomato egg, tempura platter, bacon double flowers, sauced pig's trotters, Cordyceps flower and dragon bone soup...
...Her eyes could not move, and her saliva flowed out unsatisfactorily.
"Saliva... let me see..."
"It's really okay." Although she said this, she still stood obediently while her forehead was being checked.
"Fortunately, I'll make some ginger honey for you later, and saliva..."
"Hey..." Song Xiao'e sucked her mouth and tightened it tightly.
"Don't tell me you didn't have dinner?"
"Um, um..." She nodded subconsciously, but immediately reacted, and then shook her head again and again like a rattle.
"You can do it. Go wash your hands and I'll fry some more vegetables."
"No, I'll take a shower first."
"You can also use hot water."
"I know, long-winded."
Song Xiao'e wrinkled her nose, rolled her eyes, and when she turned around, without paying attention, she picked up a piece of bacon and threw it into her mouth like a dragonfly touching water.
tasty!
She chewed it twice and enjoyed it with relish. The bathroom door was not closed, so she didn't mind. She turned on the shower and hummed a tune happily.
"Shall I make some ginger honey for you first?"
"oh!"
In response, she piled up the bubbles on her body and blew them hard. Poof, the snow-white bubbles were painted on the mirror. She suddenly settled and looked at the girl in the mirror. A pretty face with a slender waistline.
Her toned waist, straight and slender legs, white and clean, tender and delicate... Not to mention men, even girls will blush and be jealous when they see her, right?
"puff--"
She laughed nervously, but her cheeks turned red inexplicably. She pouted, and let down her tied hair, letting it flow down like a black waterfall. She shook the tail of her hair, which reached her waist.
After growing it for two years, it finally grew longer. She poured the water carefully, showing her patience. In the past, I always felt that growing hair was inconvenient and had to be taken care of, and it was troublesome. Now that I'm used to it, I don't think it's a big deal anymore.
Who told this idiot to like girls with long hair?
She cursed, carefully applying conditioner to every strand of hair. She would shave her head tomorrow. She thought about it, then imagined how her bald head would look, and then imagined what might be exposed when he saw it.
His expression made him laugh involuntarily.
"Are you ready?"
"Okay——"
Wrapping herself in a bath towel, she went back to her room and was about to change into pajamas. But when she opened the closet, she suddenly changed her focus, squinted her eyes and smiled mischievously.
"Come on, I'll help you blow it, you drink the ginger honey first..."
"oh!"
Song Xiao'e held back her laughter and sat obediently on the sofa. She picked up the steaming ginger honey water and drank it in a serious sip. After a few seconds, she reminded her seriously, "What are you doing? Blow!"
"cough!"
"Hmm..."
She almost couldn't hold it in and pursed her lips tightly.
The hair dryer blew warm hot air, and the hair was dried under the combing of five fingers, and gradually started to flutter gently with the air flow.
Song Xiao'e was a little absent-minded at first, but after a while, she closed her eyes and enjoyed it. When her fingers were combing her hair, they also gently massaged her scalp, and then she was blown by the warm wind, which made her feel very comfortable.
I even forgot to drink my favorite ginger honey.
"Okay, let's eat."
"Blow again." She shook her head and danced with her long hair.
"The dishes are cold. I'll help you press them after you finish."
"good!"
Song Xiao'e turned her smile on her face for a second, jumped up, and stretched. She was wearing an extra-large pajama, sleeveless, and her sides were clearly visible when she raised her hands. Moreover, this was the only thing she wore, and the skirt reached to
The movements of her thighs are slightly larger, and the astonishingly graceful contours of her entire body cannot be hidden.
She seemed to hear the sound of swallowing saliva, and she almost laughed out loud.
"Aren't you going to eat?"
"Not very hungry..."
"Oh——" Although she burst out laughing in her heart, she looked as if nothing had happened and started enjoying the dishes on the table to herself.
"Is it so delicious?"
"Uh-huh!"
"Please, slow down, no one will fight you."
"I want to drink slut..."
"Be careful of burning."
"Ha, ha..." Before the bowl was put down, she pointed to the farthest plate of fried shrimps.
"..."
"Chicken chop, chicken chop, mine, mine..."
"Image, image..."
…
Although there were many dishes, the portion per dish was actually not large. Song Xiao'e rested while eating, and she ate for more than half an hour without feeling any pressure.
…
"Are you going to work tomorrow?"
"Half a day's rest."
"Oh, by the way, there won't be any trouble last time, right?"
"Which one?"
After eating, Song Xiao'e lazily leaned on the sofa, holding ginger honey in her hand, and her two long snow-white legs on the coffee table, without any image. She didn't need to cook, she started eating when she came back, and rested after eating.
There is no need to tidy up or wash the dishes. This life cannot be more beautiful than a fairy tale.
"Be brave enough to do what is right."
"Oh, um, I asked. It's a minor injury. It's not a big problem. The surveillance angle is not very good. I think they won't bother to find you."
"That's good."
"You, please don't get involved next time something like this happens. It will be very troublesome."
"I didn't want it either. He bumped into my face and feet."
"You can't hide." Song Xiao'e rolled her eyes, retracted her feet, opened her mouth, and took the cherry tomatoes that were brought to her lips.
"Isn't that too cowardly?"
"This is a normal reaction, okay? Your physique is different from that of ordinary people. You can easily reveal your secrets by just making a random movement. Do you understand?"
"Okay...sit tight."
"Didn't you go upstairs to do housekeeping?" Song Xiao'e sat up cross-legged.
"He's gone."
"Then you're not tired? Let's take a rest first."
"It's okay, sit tight."
"oh."
Straightening her back, Song Xiao'e enjoyed the massage service and hummed comfortably, "Do you know what happened last time? The person named Yu was sentenced to five years."
"It's easier for him."
"There is nothing we can do, but he is finished and his reputation is ruined."
"It's better to just kill him."
"Fuck you big-headed dad, now is a society ruled by law, okay? Do you understand that the country is governed by law? I thought it was a hot-blooded comic? Killing people is like killing chickens."
"oh."
"Oh, you big-headed devil." Song Xiao'e rarely showed a serious expression: "Do you understand abiding by the law? Violence can solve all problems? We are not judges. If everyone follows the same example, then everything will be fine.
Is the world still in chaos? Do you understand?"
"Barely."
"That's weird, eh, right side, itchy, right side..."
"This? This?"
"Yes, that's it, um um um, so comfortable..." Song Xiao'e squinted her eyes like a cat and leaned back softly.
"Sit tight."
"No, my back is sore."
"Then press your waist and lie down."
"Click your head again."
"Feet, straighten."
"Hey, don't do it..."
Although she muttered a protest, Song Xiao'e was put down obediently, stretched out on the sofa, and was so lazy that she didn't even want to move a finger.
"Just say it if it hurts."
"Oh um, um, ah——"
She just agreed, and then she let out a sigh of ecstasy. The feeling was that the entire spine was scraped from top to bottom, from the cervical vertebra to the tail bone. The intensity was moderate, and the place where it was touched was a little numb and itchy, and there was an indescribable relaxation.
, so comfortable that she even got goosebumps.
"A little bit strained."
"Well, it's okay. I'm quite busy these days..." Song Xiao'e held her eyes open and tried to speak, but her voice dropped an octave unconsciously.
"The busier you are, the more attention you need to rest."
"Um……"
"Get some sleep."
"Uh, uh? If you don't want to sleep, I won't sleep..."
However, it was so comfortable. She hummed as the pressure was applied, and her eyelids struggled several times before slowly closing them.
When she opened her eyes again, it was almost 12 o'clock.
"Don't call me..."
She smacked her lips, wiped her saliva, sat up, and curled up. The big light in the hall was turned off, and only the small light was turned on, shining a warm orange light. There was a movie, a comedy ghost movie, playing on the TV, and she happened to see it.
The ghost is chasing people with its own head, screaming "ahhh".
"Shall we sleep on the bed?"
"Oh, don't sleep, watch TV." She tilted her head and looked at the TV with sleepy eyes. After a while, her hand moved down dishonestly.
"Hello……"
"Hee, hee hee——"
"Don't make trouble..."
"Duplicity..." She hummed with a red face as if she was drunk, and lifted up the suspenders of her nightgown.
"Um……"
"uh-huh……"
Song Xiao'e frowned, raised her chest slightly and raised her head, biting her lips and holding her breath. Her eyes were blurred, her cheeks were red, and she felt that her whole body was soft and she had no strength at all.
It seems like a dream, some are clear and some are blurry, although it is real, it is also hazy.
Um?
Suddenly awakened, Song Xiao'e opened her eyes.
despair.
The hour hand of the alarm clock points to eight.
She actually slept until dawn. She lay on her side, touching the little body temperature left in front of her with the palm of her hand, and stared at the second hand as she walked.
"Um--"
After a while, she turned over in boredom, looked at the ceiling for a while, and then sat up. The sheet slid down, completely exposing her proud figure to the air. Unfortunately, no one appreciated it. She pulled up her hair casually.
, she tilted her body and looked from left to right, then stood on the bed
She found her nightgown on the dressing stool beside her. She puffed up her cheeks, then kicked off the sheets with her long legs. She got out of bed and was about to stand up, but her feet gave way, and she sat down with a sigh.
For a moment, two red clouds flew up on his cheeks, and he let out a "spit" in embarrassment.
"asshole……"
Standing up again, she paid attention for a moment and got used to the slight discomfort, then she put on her nightgown and walked out barefoot.
What?
There was a pair of slippers placed squarely at the door.
She stared for a while, then nodded her head with a "hum", kicked it aside with her feet, and walked into the bathroom barefoot.
"snort……"
Beside the sink, the cup was filled with water, the toothbrush holder was on it, and the toothpaste was squeezed out. She kept a straight face for a few seconds, and finally picked up the toothbrush.
The hall was quiet and deserted.
After putting on her slippers, she stood for a moment at the entrance of the corridor, feeling a little disappointed. Just as she was about to go back to her room, she suddenly saw a very conspicuous piece of A4 paper taped to the corner of the wall.
She glanced at it, then turned to look at the dining room. There was a large rice cooker on the table, and an A4 paper was stuck on it. She couldn't help but rolled her eyes. Do you think I'm blind? She muttered, but
His expression changed slightly. Although he was still tense, he was a little looser.
"1. Wear slippers;"
"2. Breakfast is in the thermos pot. Let it be warmed or cold;"
"3. The lunch boxes for lunch and afternoon are in the refrigerator. They can be eaten after they are heated;"
After reading it with her mouth flattened, she looked at the thermos pot expressionlessly. There was a sound, and she slapped the paper on the table and pulled the pot over.
Chi.
As soon as the lid was opened, steam came out.
She waved her hand to brush away the heat, then looked inside. There were two tea eggs, a plate of eight dumplings, and a small cup of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
"snort."
She squinted and pursed her lips, but in less than a second the power was broken, and her saliva flowed out unsatisfactorily.
Food cannot be wasted.
Thinking like this, she picked up the spoon that had been put aside for a long time. She didn't even use the bowl. She started drinking porridge with one hand and grabbing dumplings with the other... Three times, five divided by two, half a plate of dumplings was gone in less than 10 seconds.
When she felt so good, she bit off most of the tea egg in one bite and almost choked.
"Cough, cough cough..."
Beating her chest, she took a breath. Then, she accidentally saw the paper at hand again. Looking at the writing on the paper, she put the remaining tea eggs in her hand into her mouth, and then, suddenly
With a cry, the egg yolk burst out with laughter without holding back.