MTL - 90s, The Cannon Fodder Wife of the Paranoid Boss is Reborn-Chapter 26 He coaxed her with maltose
Chapter 26 He coaxed her with maltose
Bai Lu's thoughts wandered further and further, and no one sitting next to her noticed it, until there was an extra piece of meat in the bowl, and the fragrant smell aroused the glutton in her stomach.
Only then did he come back to his senses with a blushing face and lowered his head to eat.
The man seemed to hear a faint chuckle in his ears, and then, there was another piece of meat in the bowl.
It’s not fat meat, it’s twice-cooked pork which is all lean except for a small layer of skin. She usually eats it a lot.
The night is as cool as water, but the atmosphere at the dinner table tonight is better than the previous two days. It is not as low-pressure as a volcano erupting. Although there are still chili peppers, the spiciness has been reduced a lot.
Xiao Wei felt that chestnuts were of some use, and it was not in vain that he had spent so much time burying them.
So, when Bai Lu proposed after dinner, she wanted to use the chestnuts he had stored to start a small business with him.
Xiao Wei pushed it to Xiao Cheng without even thinking about it. The house belonged to Xiao Cheng, and the chestnut tree naturally also belonged to Xiao Cheng.
He just helped to pick up the chestnuts that fell on the ground, beat down the ones that were not dropped, wash them and bag them for storage. I should ask his elder brother how to decide.
Bai Lu was lying on the bed, facing the wall. The quilt was not covered, and she folded it into a straight line in the middle of the bed.
Just as she was thinking hard about how to speak, a big hand suddenly reached out and touched her belly. The cool touch seeped into her skin through the sweater, and she subconsciously wanted to slap it away.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his hand, a man's deep voice sounded behind his ear: "Don't move."
He is touching his child?
Bai Lu was like a prey whose lifeline had been captured by a hunter. Her body was stiff and she didn't dare to move. Every nerve in her body was tense. Her head seemed to have been shot and went blank, and her newly aroused thoughts turned into ashes.
My heart was beating in my throat, and I was careful not to contract my stomach even when I inhaled, for fear of breaking my stomach.
Bai Lu was not the kind of person who couldn't eat when he was angry. Instead, he ate more. Even though he walked in the yard to eat after the meal, his belly was still slightly bulging.
But no matter what, the fake ones are still fake.
With a belly of thirty thousand yuan, she was ultimately at fault. She had to lower her head and speak first.
"I…"
As soon as the first word was spoken, the hand casually resting on the side of the bed was suddenly held by Wei Liang's big hand and turned over.
I stuffed a small thing into it, and a hint of sweet fragrance floated from the palm of my hand to the small space on the stagnant bed.
With the dim light, Bai Lu could clearly see what was in her hand, a white and bright maltose.
In this era, maltose did not have colored candy wrappers. It was simply cut into small squares, small oblong pieces, and irregular small pieces of candy, and sold by the pound.
She was stunned for a moment, then turned around, her eyes as clear and bright as glass, fixedly looking at the man who was also lying on her side, and the words stuck in her throat kept coming back a thousand times.
The calm, stern face facing him suddenly disappeared into the sky.
Xiao Cheng seemed to know that she would turn around. His deep eyes looked across the long quilts and focused on a certain position. From the beginning to now, he never left her gaze.
“You don’t want to eat maltose? What do you want me to do?”
Xiao Cheng took out another piece of maltose from somewhere and stuffed it into the mouth of the girl who looked at him blankly.
Her eyes were so bright, like the bright moon in the sky, surrounded by thousands of stars, shining brightly, clean and flawless, pure and moving, giving him an impulse...
“Did you buy it for me?” Bai Lu suddenly said.
The maltose in your mouth melts on the tip of your tongue. It is sweet and slides from your throat to your heart.
Xiao Cheng was stared at with her focused gaze, and the tips of his ears silently turned a ten thousandth of a shade of red.
He retracted his gaze, took back his hand that had slipped as she turned around, and said as if nothing had happened: "Isn't it delicious?"
“It’s delicious.” She is a good and honest child.
“Hmm.” Xiao Cheng said concisely.
The tone was as if nothing had happened, but Bai Lu's sharp eyes saw the corner of his lips twitching slightly.
What a sultry and arrogant man!
Bai Lu suddenly felt that he was actually not that difficult to talk to. She immediately pulled back the quilt lying in the middle of the bed, covered her body, and turned sideways to face him.
Holding maltose in hand and pillowing it under his face, he smiled very sweetly and asked, "Does the roasted chestnuts I made today taste good?"
The roasted chestnuts were placed on the Eight Immortals table in the main room. After dinner, she saw Xiao Cheng taking one and eating it.
Xiao Cheng thought of the sweet chestnuts in the paper funnel, and frowned slightly. He raised his eyes and met Bai Lu's expectant eyes, with a smile that was sweeter than sugar-roasted chestnuts.
He nodded lightly: "Not bad."
Bai Lu smiled even brighter, like a blooming sunflower: "I want to sell roasted chestnuts on the street."
The chestnut is his, as long as he agrees.
It was a happy thing for everyone that the humble chestnut could make money, but Xiao Cheng frowned after hearing this, "Is it because I didn't give you money, or do you have no money to use?"
“No, no, I still have money.”
Bai Lu almost didn't catch up with Xiao Cheng's thinking. Why were he and her not on the same channel: "I mean, the chestnuts are just sitting there anyway. Why not sell them for money, make the best use of them, and buy more of what we need?" It’s great to save things or use them for other purposes!”
"Moreover, our chestnuts are picked from our own trees at almost no cost. There are no sugar-roasted chestnuts sold on the street. We have an exclusive secret recipe. It is something fresh! People who have never tasted it will be more curious, and the business is sure It won’t be any worse.”
I thought that after a reasonable explanation, Xiao Cheng would definitely agree. However, after Xiao Cheng listened, his originally calm face suddenly turned as gloomy as the sea.
The person also lay down on his back, his dark eyes facing the mottled top of the mosquito net, and the air pressure around his body dropped to the lowest level.
The voice has changed from being as light as before, as cold as a cold lake: "There aren't many chestnuts, you can keep them for yourself."
Does this mean you disagree? ? ?
Bai Lu immediately opened the quilt and stood up: "But I can't eat that much. Chestnuts can be stored buried in the sand, but they will dry out after being stored for a long time. I will leave some for you to eat, and all the money from the sale will be yours." ,May I?"
Xiao Cheng was unmoved at all. He pulled the cord to turn off the light, closed his eyes, and refused indifferently.
"sleep."
Bai Lu felt that he was simply incomprehensible and unreasonable. He was obviously fine just now, but he changed at any time.
He doesn’t have to sell the chestnuts, but the money goes to him. Why should he refuse such a good thing?
Why refuse without any reason!
Bullies can be arbitrary and unreasonable, even more unreasonable than women!
The more Bai Lu thought about it, the angrier she became. She crunched the unfinished maltose in her mouth and chewed it hard.
Hitting the one in his hand under the pillow, he lay down holding his breath and pulled the quilt over his head.
sleep! !
The temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point at night.
Xiao Wei had just had a good night's sleep. When he woke up the next morning, he felt low air pressure again.
And this time, it’s not ordinary horror.
Because of the terrifying low pressure, which originated from Xiao Cheng and spread throughout the house, even the old hens in the backyard did not dare to cluck after laying eggs, as if they knew the weather had changed.
(End of this chapter)
