The young man finally calmed down the restlessness in his body and slowly let go of his little girl, but his eyes were as dark as the deep sea, as if just one more hug would be enough to wrap the little girl into the abyss.
"I'll make you a cup of malted milk." Mo Yutong blushed, and got up from the boy's arms embarrassedly, and was about to run out.
Yan Mingli grabbed her wrist, stood up and said, "Let's go together. I remember you couldn't open the lid."
"Who said I can't open it!" Although he was not very strong, he couldn't bear to be laughed at, so Mo Yutong raised his little fist and gestured.
"Yes, it can be opened. Sister Yutong is the best!" He took her soft wrist, looked back and smiled gently, the light in his eyes was brighter than all the brilliance in the world.
Seeing him looking at her like this, Mo Yutong's aura suddenly became soft and gentle.
Entering the bedroom, Mo Yutong quietly took out the bottle of malted milk from the wooden cabinet, gritted his teeth and pulled it under the boy's gaze.
Well, not moving at all!
So embarrassing, isn't it?
Suddenly, the young man hugged her from behind, covered the back of her hand with his thick palm, and lifted it up along with the force, and the lid was immediately torn into a small gap.
"Sister Yutong, you are so amazing!" The young man smiled gently and whispered softly in her ear.
"Hate it!" The warm wind blew across the sensitive earlobe, and Mo Yutong felt a little soft, with red cheeks and whispered angrily.
Suddenly, she felt a wet touch on her earlobe. Her eyes widened instantly and she stood there in disbelief.
"Yutong..." The young man looked at her blushing cheeks, his eyes full of tenderness.
"I'm going to the kitchen." Mo Yutong struggled to break free from him in a panic, holding the jar and running away without looking back.
The boy walked slowly behind her, with the softest curve at the corner of his lips, his little girl!
"Here, it's a little hot, blow on it." Seeing him come in, Mo Yutong handed him the new enamel pot in her hand.
"What about the previous one?" Yan Mingli took it and slowly blew away the heat.
"Uncle Wei came home today, and I used it to make tea. From now on, I'll use it to entertain guests."
The teacup is such a personal thing that she doesn't like to share it with anyone other than her family.
"Well! You decide." Yan Mingli didn't ask any more questions.
"Of course, so I will be responsible for arranging your food, clothing, housing and transportation in the future." Mo Yutong raised her little face and smiled complacently.
Seeing her proud little look, Yan Mingli couldn't help but gently scratch her nose and said with a smile: "Well, leave it to Sister Yutong to arrange it."
"Young man, get on with it!" Mo Yutong patted his strong chest. It felt so good that he couldn't bear to let go. He couldn't help but pat it again. Not bad!
"Let Sister Yutong arrange the person." Yan Mingli had a smile between his brows, which really made her heart flutter in the candlelight.
"Then I'll tell you to drink it up quickly, and then go wash your clothes." Mo Yutong withdrew his hand and smiled.
"Okay, I'll listen to Sister Yutong!" Yan Mingli drank the malted milk in a few gulps, washed the enamel pot and put it in the cupboard, then walked to the gutter with a smile and started washing clothes.
"I'll finish washing soon. You should go to bed quickly because you have to go to work tomorrow morning." Seeing her extinguish the candle and come out, Yan Mingli hurriedly urged her.
"Well, I'll go to bed first. Good night, Brother Li!" Mo Yutong stretched out her little fist, nodded at him like a lucky cat, then turned around and walked into the bedroom happily.
Under the starlight, there was only a young man squatting by the gutter, happily scrubbing clothes.
The wind was very gentle. It passed by the window, fell into the dream, and welcomed the rising sun.
The moment Mo Yutong opened his eyes, a subtle sound suddenly came from his head.
There was a "click" sound, as if someone pressed the light switch.
The Pingshang Brigade has not yet had lighting and electricity, so where did the sound come from? Mo Yutong's first reaction was space.
Could it be that her space has been upgraded again?
I quickly closed my eyes and immersed my consciousness in the space. Sure enough, at the intersection of Haochi Street, the sign light of Yunjiao Restaurant opposite Cao Ji Braised Meat Restaurant was on, and a stronger light was coming out of the pharmacy.
Mo Yutong ran to the pharmacy excitedly and saw that the light in the trauma and pain relief area behind the nursing and health care area was on.
Traumatology and pain relief area? She was a little confused. Could it be that the space was hinting to her that the boy was going to get hurt?
The good mood of unlocking the Yunjiao restaurant disappeared in an instant due to uneasiness. Mo Yutong sat up almost immediately, quickly lifted the mosquito net and got out of bed.
The young man got up early as usual, but there was no sound of chopping wood or fetching water in the yard.
"Brother Li, are you there?" The excessive silence made her heart even more panicked. She was afraid that the young man was carrying her somewhere to bandage her wound.
"I'm here, what's wrong?" Yan Mingli walked out of the kitchen and patted the stove ash off his hands.
"Brother Li, are you okay?" The boy was injured in the fight with Wu Ergou when the nursing and health care area was first unlocked. Now that the trauma and pain relief area was unlocked, she had to think more.
"I'm fine. I'm just making a fire to make breakfast." Seeing the worry in the little girl's eyes, Yan Mingli's heart softened instantly. He smiled and said, "Did you have a nightmare?"
"Hmm..." Mo Yutong hugged him tightly and said in a muffled voice in his arms: "I dreamed that you were injured. I was scared to death!"
"Silly girl, dreams are the opposite of what they actually are. I'll be fine, don't worry, be good!" Yan Mingli could only rub his chin against the top of the girl's head as her hands were covered in dust and she couldn't hug him.
"Brother Li, you must protect yourself." Mo Yutong raised her head from his arms, her eyes filled with deep concern.
"Yes, I will." He was reluctant to make the little girl sad.
After receiving the boy's promise, Mo Yutong's uneasy heart instantly calmed down a lot, so he let go of the boy and asked, "Brother Li, what are you going to cook?"
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