Chapter 300 Wife, you smell so good~
Ye Zhaodi said softly, "This is called a hot water bottle. Sister Ayue gave it to me. Xiaoman, look here... open this place and you can fill it with hot water. With this thing, we don't have to worry about being cold even in winter. We can stay warm all the time."
"Sister, are you still the kind person who gave us candied haws?" Ye Xiaoman asked cautiously with anticipation in her eyes.
"Yes, it's Sister A Yue. She is the most powerful and best person I have ever met." When Ye Zhaodi thought of Chu Yue, a smile appeared on her face involuntarily.
When Ye Xiaoman saw Ye Zhaodi happy, he became happy too. He touched the hot water bag with his little hands. His legs, which had been cold because he had been unable to move, felt much more comfortable after feeling the warmth.
In the narrow and dim little room, the brother and sister huddled together, sharing happiness and warmth.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside, approaching quickly.
Ye Xiaoman suddenly hugged Ye Zhaodi, his thin body trembling slightly.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The person standing outside the door was Ye Fugui, a child two years younger than Ye Xiaoman, who kicked the precarious wooden door hard with his feet.
"Get out, beggar! Get out of my house!"
"My parents have already told you that you are bastards without parents. Get out of my house now!"
"This is my home! You eat at my house, live at my house, and even dare to steal my things! One day I'll kick you all out! I'll make you beg on the street! This little cripple should be begging on the street, like a beggar!"
Such scenes would happen every few days. Sometimes Ye Fugui would bring other children over to show them what disability was, and then point at Ye Xiaoman and laugh.
Ye Zhaodi couldn't always stay at home to guard Ye Xiaoman. There would always be times when she couldn't protect him, so after seeing him a few times, she reminded Ye Xiaoman to close the door when he was alone at home.
In other words, Ye Xiaoman has been locked in a narrow hut.
He was frightened when he heard Ye Fugui's voice, and hid in Ye Zhaodi's arms, trembling.
Ye Fugui was so young but he was full of swear words, one vicious word after another. It was obvious that he was venting his anger on behalf of Ding Yuqin. After he had cursed enough, he left cursing.
"Xiao Man, don't be afraid. He's gone. The bad guy is gone."
Ye Zhaodi listened to the footsteps fading away and gently patted Ye Xiaoman on the back to comfort him.
Ye Xiaoman has been bullied by Ye Fugui since he was a child. He suffers from severe post-traumatic stress disorder. His face is trembling and pale, and he is breathing rapidly as if he can't breathe.
"Sister...I'm sorry...I'm a burden to you...Sister...I'm sorry..."
Ye Xiaoman's eyes were red and tears were flowing. He heard from the aunties in the neighborhood that Ye Zhaodi was able to earn money to support herself and could have left home long ago. She had not left because of him.
Even when she was a child, Ye Zhaodi was beaten by Ding Yuqin many times just to ask for food from him.
"Sister...I'm sorry...I hurt you..."
"Xiaoman, what nonsense are you talking about! You are my brother, my only relative, it is my duty to take care of you! You must remember that I am your sister, we are siblings and a family in this life." Ye Zhaodi touched Ye Xiaoman's face and wiped away his tears.
Ye Zhaodi always remembered that eight years ago, when her mother was lying on the hospital bed and took her last breath, she told her to take good care of her brother and that the two siblings should live together.
From then on, her younger brother became everything in Ye Zhaodi's life.
Ye Zhaodi wiped Ye Xiaoman's tears and groped through a pile of things.
"Xiaoman, smell it, what is this——"
"...Sweet, sis, maybe it's candy?"
"Yes, this is sugar, called maltose. Sister Yue gave it to me this morning, and it hasn't melted yet. I ate it when I was a child, so I'll teach you how to eat it now."
Ye Zhaodi held Ye Xiaoman in her arms, held his hand, and taught Ye Xiaoman how to pull the malt sugar little by little.
In the gray space, they have a little happiness.
…
In the family compound, Lu Zhanlin had been out on a mission for several days. He did not feel any sense of separation from Chu Yue at all. She did what she was supposed to do every day and was busy inside and outside.
She still had to do her accounts when she got home at night. Looking at the numbers in the passbook that were getting bigger and bigger, she was too happy to think about men at all.
Chu Yue didn't dare to say such words in front of outsiders. When other sisters-in-law talked about not seeing Captain Lu for several days, she nodded along with them, looking like a little wife missing her husband.
Seeing that she was "uncomfortable", the sisters-in-law felt embarrassed to say anything more. Instead, they comforted Chu Yuelu and said that Captain Lu might come back tonight.
Chu Yue thought it was a joke and didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, she felt that the bed was really big without the man and she could even roll around in bed.
In addition, without the tossing and turning of men at night, the quality of sleep has improved dramatically, which is a great thing.
The only regret is that I miss out on some benefits when sleeping. After all, the eight-pack abs feel great and make people miss them.
The night is deep.
When Lu Zhanlin returned home and opened the door, he saw Chu Yue sleeping carefree on the bed.
She held the quilt in her arms, and her soft pajamas pulled up, revealing her fair and slender calves.
She subconsciously frowned when she felt the light turned on.
It’s too bright and it’s blinding.
Lu Zhanlin quickly turned off the lights, and the room fell into darkness again. After a while, he returned to the room, pulled back the quilt and got into bed.
As soon as she lay down, Chu Yue turned over and rolled into his arms.
He reached out and touched Lu Zhanlin's lower abdomen. It was hard. This feeling was definitely his man Lu Zhanlin.
Chu Yue mumbled sleepily without opening her eyes, "You're back?"
Lu Zhanlin's voice was hoarse, "Well, the mission is over, I'm back."
"Are you tired?" Chu Yue's voice was soft and gentle, seemingly nonchalant, but every word was a caring word between husband and wife.
"Not tired. This is how it is when carrying out missions. I'm used to it."
As Lu Zhanlin was speaking, he felt Chu Yue's hand go a little deeper inside, and then directly lifted up her clothes, with her palm touching her skin.
Chu Yue had been in the quilt, her palms were warm, her body was soft, and she had a sweet smell, like a glutinous rice ball in his arms.
A little more fragrant and sweeter than before...
This sweetness seems to be real.
When Chu Yue's soft, fragrant hair brushed against Lu Zhanlin's nose several times, the man couldn't help but said with his Adam's apple sliding down, "Wife, you smell so good."
Lu Zhanlin lowered his head and rubbed Chu Yue's hair and earlobe with the tip of his nose.
In the darkness, an ambiguous atmosphere is faintly floating.
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