When Gu Nian came in and saw her pick up a knife, his heart skipped a beat: "Miao Miao, what are you doing with a knife?"
You've misunderstood.
With a tearing sound, the sharp blade sliced through the lining of the suitcase, leaving a palm-length gash.
Luo Shimiao stuffed the things she bought in the afternoon into the box little by little.
Seeing her cheerful expression, the man smiled indulgently and asked, "Do you need any help?"
"Bring me the needle and thread, and put it on the dressing table."
"Okay."
When Gu Nian went in again, Luo Shimiao had already stuffed everything inside, and the bottom of the box was neatly arranged.
He imitated her by sitting cross-legged on the floor, placing the sewing box on the ground, taking out the needle and black thread, threading the needle, and then turning his head to look at her.
"Can we sew it now?"
Luo Shimiao: "Can you?"
"I watched Alo play last time and it seemed pretty simple."
He bent down and sewed it up stitch by stitch, following Luo Jianxing's method.
Luo Shimiao rested his chin on his hand, gazing at his long, slender, jade-like fingers as they moved back and forth: "You have a real talent for being a stay-at-home husband."
"That's right, otherwise how could I take good care of the little darling at home?"
"Hehe, I love you the most."
A wicked smile curled at the corner of the man's lips: "Where do you love me?"
Luo Shimiao's face turned pale, and her eyes flickered: "Of course it's because I love your money."
Gu Nian smiled without saying a word, wrapped the black thread around the needle twice, and pulled the needle upward to form a knot.
She looked at the familiar knotting method and raised an eyebrow slightly: "It seems that you not only watched Third Brother sew the button last time, but you also remembered it." As she spoke, she picked up a small pair of scissors and cut the thread.
“Your husband has a good memory.” He put down the needle and thread, stood up, and pulled Luo Shimiao up as well.
He wrapped his arms around her small waist, his burning gaze fixed on her pretty face: "It's time to get down to business."
Luo Shimiao looked around, ignoring his overly intense gaze: "You're right, you go do your thing, I'll continue packing." She quickly squatted down and escaped the man's embrace.
She's leaving tomorrow, and she doesn't want to drag her aching body to record a variety show.
"Awoo~" A warm sensation touched the back of my neck.
Gu Nian gripped her neck with a moderate amount of force: "Why are you running? Do you think I'm going to eat you?"
Seeing the little head nodding incessantly, a smile appeared in his eyes.
Luo Shimiao broke free from the restraints, turned around and grasped his right hand with both hands, saying in a coquettish tone, "Please let me go, I still need to go to my grandfather's place tomorrow morning to ask him to write a couple of calligraphy pieces."
He gently stroked her soft hair with one hand, and seeing her coquettish little woman, his heart melted.
"Okay, okay." Remembering what she had just said: "What do you need the calligraphy and paintings for?"
She let go of Gu Nian's hand, returned to the suitcase, squatted down, and put the nunchucks into the suitcase.
"It was to compensate that monk, who should be called an old monk now. Back then, he was copying scriptures and accidentally spilled ink on the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall."
Gu Nian pinched the bridge of her nose and said, "If your grandfather were here, you'd probably get a slap on the hand."
"More than that, he'll definitely make me practice calligraphy while balancing a bowl on my head!"
"It seems you were punished quite a lot when you were a child."
Luo Shimiao pouted: "Mom didn't want to follow in Grandpa's footsteps, so he grabbed us kids."
As she spoke, she had already put the folded clothes into the box, along with some new toiletries.
"Done!" He zipped up the zipper, picked up the fruit knife and sewing kit from the floor, and put them back in their places.
Carrying her things, she walked towards the door, with Gu Nian following closely behind, like chewing gum stuck to the sole of her shoe, following her wherever she went.
Luo Shimiao sat in front of the dressing table, putting her hair up, and said to the man standing behind her, "I'm going to take a shower, don't follow me."
Gu Nian placed his hands on her shoulders and looked at her fair and radiant face in the mirror: "I'll help you scrub your back."
"I just did it the day before yesterday, have you forgotten?" She patted the back of his hand. "I'm only going for five days, I'll be back soon. Besides, you can watch my live stream if you miss me."
The man nodded slightly.
Luo Shimiao said many nice things to completely appease the person before taking his pajamas to take a shower.
After showering and drying her hair, she came out but didn't see Gu Nian, so she called out to the area under the bed, "Silly bird, come out for a second."
Hearing no response, he walked to the bedside and leaned over to look under the bed, but there was no sign of Xiao Lü in the small round bed.
"Where did this guy go? I heard him humming a song before I took a shower." I lay down on the bed and picked up my phone from the table.
She realized that she couldn't use her phone after entering the temple, so she immediately called Li Man via WeChat video.
The screen after the call connected made her squint and whistle at the camera.
"Beauty, come and have a drink with me."
Li Manming's bright and beautiful features appeared on the screen, with her eyes slightly upturned at the corners, subtly alluring.
Luo Shimiao's gaze moved downwards, landing on her fair, delicate shoulders: "Oh dear, are you taking a bath? Do you mind if there's another person here?"
Li Man's voice, tinged with laughter, came through: "Miao Miao, the tone you're using right now sounds just like a thug harassing girls on the street."
"You're so alluring, no wonder Third Brother fell for you at first sight." She winked at the camera, a somewhat lewd smile playing on her lips.
"Are you with him? If so, I'll come over now."
“This…” Her gaze shifted to the left.
With a whoosh.
Luo Jianxing's voice entered Luo Shimiao's ears without warning.
"Don't come any closer. It's nine o'clock, go to sleep. Tomorrow, your third brother will buy you your favorite milk tea."
Luo Shimiao blinked; it turned out they were taking a bath together.
"No milk tea, I'm going to work in the mountains tomorrow and my phone will be confiscated. If it's anything important, come find me at Bodhi Temple."
The screen showed Luo Jianxing's surprised handsome face.
"Bodhi Temple? Is that the one I'm thinking of?"
"That's right."
"Are you out of your mind? Or are you short of money? I'll tell you not to go to the temple."
"Thank you, Third Brother. You can keep your money for your beloved concubine. I'm only staying for five days; I can manage."
Li Man asked doubtfully, "What kind of work can you do at a temple, like volunteering?"
"No, I'm going on a meditation retreat. I'll be reporting tomorrow, and the official broadcast will start the day after. If you're interested, you can watch me in the live stream."
She imagined Luo Shimiao meditating and couldn't help but laugh: "Miaomiao, I suggest you bring a bucket of glue and smear it on your butt while you meditate."
"Don't worry about me, I won't disturb you while you're doing your business, bye~" Luo Shimiao waved at the camera and hung up the video call before Li Man could reply.
The door creaked open.
Luo Shimiao looked over at the sound and saw Gu Nian walking in shirtless, wearing gray and white casual trousers.
My gaze fell on his chest, where there were several scratch marks.
She turned to the side, propped her chin on one hand, and said lazily, "Tell me the truth, which woman arrested you?"
A smile appeared on the man's handsome face as he touched the scratches on his left chest and said, "Not human."
"It's me." Little Green jumped out from behind Gu Nian's feet, dragging its wet feathers to the bedside.
"Hey beautiful, can you help me blow my feathers?"
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