Chapter 4 This "mother" is a little cute
When I opened my eyes, there was no longer the lady who had fallen into the city, and I looked at myself and found that I was laid flat on a soft couch of carved mahogany, surrounded by curtains, and my fleshy body was wrapped in a cloth jacket with a golden silk outline of the dragon. Since I hadn't yet adapted to my current body, I could only blink my big watery eyes and look at the situation and feel the harmony of the atmosphere. This is a very antique bamboo table, the layout is fresh and elegant, and even the scattered ornaments are out of the ordinary. There are small waist drums decorated with calendula trimmed with bamboo silk hooks, and there are also wooden flutes made of green bamboo decorated with red tassels, swinging their soft waists against the wind. The whole room is sprinkled with the fragrance of nature, a smell that will make you unguard and relax. My heart poured out to me, "I love this place." ”
A pair of delicate hands gently opened the door and closed it quietly. Even the slightest sound irritated my eardrums, and I reflexively closed my eyes. And in the next second, my face was caressed by a greasy hand, a shallow kiss fell on my forehead, and my hand was slightly lifted and covered with a pair of beads with a beautiful color. Who else can treat each other so gently, except for my "beautiful mother"? So I took advantage of the moment when he looked down at me, suddenly opened his eyes and giggled at him. It turned out that the laughter of the toothless period was not like a natural sound, but like a roar, and I couldn't believe that this harsh sound came from my mouth. But I still smiled, smiling unrestrainedly. After all, it's been a long time since I've laughed out loud like this, and in my previous life, I tied myself so tightly that I had to pay attention to whether my breath would pollute the air. In my previous life, I either complained about others or felt sorry for myself. In the midst of resentment and anger, I forgot to smile and remember sorrow. Embracing beauty and feeling happiness is never just a dream that you don't wake up from. However, in this life, I want to live a wonderful life, I want to laugh loudly, even if the storm is in the way, even if the road ahead is bumpy and difficult, I have to go against the wind and step on the dream.
"Beautiful mother" looked at me smirking, eyebrows and eyes swayed, the smile in the bright eyes was far more than a little star, the slightly raised thin lips and the pear vortex that was clearly visible because of the smile were like a beautiful picture, and I could touch it with my hand. I looked at each other like this, and I felt something slowly flowing down the corners of my mouth. I'm going~ Why don't I drool unconsciously, in this life, I'm a color embryo, I can't be so foreign, I vow to be a cute baby~ So I hurriedly raised my little hand to wipe off the saliva hanging on the side of my mouth, but this paw is unsatisfactory, and I can't even reach a mouth when it's short. Or the "beautiful lady" has a countermeasure, I saw him take out a white veil embroidered with a gardenia pattern from his wide sleeves, gently wipe it on my face, and it will be clean after a while. "Beautiful lady" lowered her head and covered her face with her hands and smiled: "Oh, little fool, why do you always drool when you see me pooping?"
What I wanted to say was, "Because, you're beautiful, and then I don't know why this saliva is dripping, probably because you don't have teeth!" But I seem to have overestimated my current language skills, and these words that I want to say spread to my lips and become: "Wow wow, wow~ Mother's drifting and brewing water cow, I almost forgot that I am not the articulate human in the 21st century, but a furry little monster who is still swaddling and doesn't know if it's a fox or a cat." I closed my little mouth in amusement and looked innocently at the "beautiful mother". Unexpectedly, after listening to what I said, the touching and charming smile of "Beauty Niang" disappeared, and was replaced by an indescribable embarrassment. I was puzzled and confused, but I knew that with my current ability to express myself, I couldn't ask anything. I could only tilt my head and keep blinking my eyes and looking at him. He pondered for a long time, came over and patted my little head, then stood up, turned around and paced to the left and to the right, and finally fell in front of my bed.
I saw that the corners of his eyes were lowered, his eyelashes flickered against the sky, his brows frowned and soothed, and finally he said in a hoarse voice with a little grievance: "Little fool, remember not to call me mother, but to call me father." Uh, wait, I want to be quiet, don't ask me who Jingjing is, and don't ask me why I miss her. Did you know that when a phenomenon that has always been identified is broken, it will be petrified as a species with a heart? I'm no exception to petrification, and I'm so stunned when my face is online again. After recovering my strength, I began to look at the figure that made me call him "Father-sama". Fragrant skin and jade skin, looking forward to life, like a fairy, the 360-degree holographic projection can only be seen by the mother. In addition to the raised Adam's apple on the beautiful neck, and the flat figure has a bit of a father's temperament, I don't care about the rest, I don't care, forget that it is a man with an Adam's apple, and the flat-chested is the common sense of the man, I only believe that the face I see is clearly a sister paper. Anyway, I'm not going to give in. I didn't get a nod from me to confirm that "the beautiful lady's face" was full of worry, and I saw him walk all the way to the wall, one hand on the blue white jade screen, the other hand on the forehead, and a white dress with a faint blue under the faint light.
Even though I am embarrassed at the moment, I still can't turn my back on my poor little insistence. So I tilted my head to the side, so as not to look at the poignant back of the "beautiful mother". In fact, I have a little joy in my heart, the first day of this life, fortunately, it is still beautiful. I leaned on the soft velvet quilt, listened to the heartbeat of "puff puff", and felt the good taste of being alive. Although I was a waste wood in my previous life, I must successfully counterattack in this life and live a good life in a bunker. For the "beautiful mother", I will also meet his small request to change my title at the appropriate time, but now, after all, I am not used to calling out "Father" to that bewitching and beautiful face without pretentiousness. So, my cute "beauty girl", you must get used to me for the time being. As the night slowly fell, I closed my eyes with a vision of tomorrow, and at night I smelled the faint scent of gardenias, and opened my eyes to find that I was resting in his warm arms. The rhythm of his heartbeat was steader than mine, and the corners of his mouth had the same upward arc as mine. Press, this life, this day, is a good start.