"What do you want me to do?" Ah Chou said with a weird face. She didn't want the man to think that she was easy to please. She had to make the man remember it.
"Nothing. I just wanted to call you, hehe." Zhong Mingwei's eyes were bright, and he smiled a little foolishly. But he was also a little cocky. This expression should belong to a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. At this time, it appeared on the face of a man in his thirties. It was a little awkward, but so touching.
"What's there to shout about?" Ah Chou said in a small voice, with a red face. The bluffing just now disappeared little by little in the man's bright laughter.
"Not only do I want to scream, I also want to kiss you..." Zhong Mingwei looked at Ah Chou's drooping eyebrows. His thin eyelids and trembling eyelashes. His heart and body were stirring, and while he was talking, he leaned closer...
"No more kissing. You stink. You don't wash your face or brush your teeth. How can you want to kiss me?" Ah Chou whispered, covering the man's mouth with her hand.
"I... I stink?" Zhong Mingwei naturally couldn't kiss her any further. He pulled back awkwardly and paused. Then he whispered to Ah Chou, "Does it really stink?"
Actually, Ah Chou didn't dislike his stinky mouth, but she was afraid that her mouth stinks. Of course, she liked Zhong Mingwei to kiss her, but she always felt awkward in the early morning, for fear that Zhong Mingwei would stink and he would not kiss her again in the future. So every morning, she always avoided getting close to Zhong Mingwei, but Zhong Mingwei would never stop. She just said it because she couldn't help it.
"...No, no, no, how could I dislike you..." Ah Chou was busy explaining, but seeing Zhong Mingwei was about to come closer shamelessly, Ah Chou was busy hiding away.
"You just think I stink!" Zhong Mingwei accused Ah Chou, and said aggrievedly, "I don't think you dislike me, but you do. Didn't we agree to live a good life and live a poor life, but now you start to dislike me!"
"That's what you said, I didn't say it," Ah Chou muttered softly, but he looked at Zhong Mingwei and said a little embarrassedly, "Do I stink too?"
The word "also" made Zhong Mingwei so angry that he rolled his eyes. He ignored Achou and suddenly turned around, lying on the kang with his legs spread out, sighing towards the beam. Achou felt embarrassed and wanted to go over to comfort Zhong Mingwei, but he suddenly closed his eyes, which showed that he was not going to pay attention to her.
"How can such a grown man have such a small mind?" Achou muttered in a low voice.
The next second, Zhong Mingwei pulled up the quilt to cover his face and completely ignored everyone.
"Small-minded!" Ah Chou was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He pinched Zhong Mingwei's nose twice through the quilt, then got dressed and got off the kang. It was already dawn outside. If he didn't cook, he would have to eat breakfast and lunch like yesterday.
Listening to Ah Chou's footsteps fading away, the angry man in the quilt stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and nose, exhaled and smelled, and whispered: "Is it really smelly?"
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Outer hall.
After washing up, Achou cut a piece of meat into shreds, and added some green onions, ginger, chili peppers, etc. He then took the noodles that he had rolled out yesterday from the panel. He planned to make stir-fried noodles today.
Achou was getting ready outside when he heard the rustling sound of someone getting dressed in the room. Achou paused, but finally put down the kitchen knife in his hand, then tiptoed to the door and looked inside through the crack.
Zhong Mingwei had been able to dress himself a long time ago, so Ah Chou was not worried about whether he could put on his clothes properly, she was worried about something else.
Zhong Mingwei took out his outer robe and put it on, then took out the washed socks that Achou had placed under his pillow last night. There was still a pair of little bats on the heels. Zhong Mingwei looked at the pair of vivid little bats and couldn't help but smile. His smile was full of tenderness and a little silly. Achou couldn't help but smile silly too. She really liked Zhong Mingwei so much. Otherwise, should she make a few more pairs of socks with Zhong Mingwei and embroider a few more bats?
After putting on his socks, Zhong Mingwei began to make the bed. He folded the quilt neatly and placed it against the wall. Then he took the broom and started to tidy up the bed. He didn't know how to do these things originally, but he learned from Achou. Now he folded the quilt better than Achou and made the kang cleaner than Achou. After tidying the kang, Zhong Mingwei tucked the hem of his robe into his belt, then held onto the edge of the kang and struggled to get off. Achou's mouth, which had been upturned, suddenly tensed at this moment, and her heart jumped into her throat.
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