Chapter 467 Charges
Seeing that he looked very nervous, a little unexpected to us, several people held their chins and looked at the door, all with a little emotion.
"It's nice to have a brother." Xiao Ai said, glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally, and then ordered some fish balls and beef rolls in the hot pot.
Because they hadn't eaten much before, everyone was a little hungry, and while the brothers and sisters were not there, we were not polite, and we did our best, and soon made a ditch full of trenches.
As a senior foodie, Xia Yu's taste is still good, I tasted it and felt very satisfied, anyway, I can't help much, I can only enjoy my own .
Seeing that I was eating and drinking there and looking heartless, Ding Ling looked at me playfully with a smile and said, "Your little lover is unhappy, why don't you go and see it?" β
"There's her brother." I said, smiling wryly.
"That's different, if you had passed, she might have been happier." Ding Ling said, smiling smartly.
"Not quite right." I said, shaking my head as usual.
"Then you have to be funny, don't say a word, it's too ruthless." Ding Ling said, pushing me, and then added as if very sensible: "Don't worry, I won't be angry, there is a way to eat other people's short mouths, and catch up with other people's birthdays, so you should see it." β
"Oh." Hearing this, I quickly stood up, pretending to go out to see the appearance of testing it, as expected, I immediately saw Ding Ling biting her lip and putting on a hateful expression, seeing her like this, I laughed for a while, and then glanced at her with a playful smile, she knew what I was going to say, and pouted a little embarrassed.
However, I am not angry, and there is nothing to be unhappy about, there are so many things to pay attention to in life, I can't satisfy everyone, and I think it is enough to grasp the most important ones.
Thinking of this, I rolled up my sleeves and posed as a big man, and then put some of her favorite food in Ding Ling's bowl and honestly accompanied the two of them.
As a bystander, Xiao Ai will always put on a look of nothing to do, and there is always a little bit of provocation in her words, her bad habit is very similar to Xia Yu, sometimes I really think that the two of them are a natural pair together, but then I thought that I was naΓ―ve.
In fact, the more similar things are, the less likely they are to be together, because, for the same sex, this common hobby is not enough to attract each other.
What's more interesting is that in the past few days, Xiao Ai has begun to call me "master", "master", although it sounds like he is calling the uncle who repairs the bicycle, but this girl is not tired of it.
I corrected her a few times, but to no avail, and later I acquiesced to the name.
But what I never expected was that since then, Xiao Ai has been a little bit inched, many times, I still shrank in the quilt and didn't get up, I can hear this girl smiling and chatting with ghosts in the living room, and as long as she cooks by herself, she has to bring an extra bite from time to time, because no one knows when this girl will run back with Ding Ling to eat and drink.
Later, it became stricter, and sometimes, this girl lived in my house so grandiosely, and drove me to the sofa to sleep with Ding Ling in her arms.
I'm quite speechless, often made to cry and laugh by this little black girl, fortunately, the ghost doesn't hate her, and the child doesn't hate her, and everything in the house gets along well with her.
However, a large number of women live at home, it's not always too good, gossip or something is definitely indispensable, when carrying a bag to buy vegetables, there are always uncles and aunts who are good at making jokes about it, and there are also fingers of the same age, at first I felt very awkward, but then I got used to it.
Under all kinds of "tuning-training", the ghost Nizi has learned to go grocery shopping by herself, because this Nizi looks likable, and the uncles and aunts in several nearby shops are very good to her, however, the ghost Nizi still has a soft spot for all kinds of snacks, let her go out to buy things by herself, and she will come back with a bag of snacks nine times out of ten.
For her bad habits, we all turn a blind eye, but Mi'er likes it very much, a little girl, a little fox, just stay at home and don't leave and make the house a very strong snack smell, sometimes, I can't be angry, pull this little girl over and pat it on the ass, but she can always prevaricate with a hippie smile.
Perhaps, this is the brother's affection for his sister. I wasn't sure at first, but when I saw Xia Yu and Xiaorou, I suddenly understood.
Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly, it seems that I met Xia Yu too late, if it had been earlier, maybe things would not have been the way they are now.
When I left Xia Yu's mansion, it was already the second half of the night, and when I got home, the lights in the house were still on, and the ghost girl was holding a blanket and shrunk in the sofa, and she was already asleep at this time.
I went over, touched her forehead, and made sure that there was nothing wrong with this Nizi before carrying her to her room, putting this Nizi on the bed, and glancing at it through the light at the head of the bed, only to find out at this time that the ghost was already an eighteen-nineteen-year-old girl, with a beautiful face and a very attractive figure, if it weren't for the special physique of this Nizi, it wouldn't be long before I would find a handsome guy to marry.
Thinking of this, hooking the corners of my mouth, I suddenly felt that this may not be a kind of fate, a copy of "Burning the Sky" sent me to the ghost, and I don't know when I can completely free this girl from the shackles of the so-called fate.
Cover the quilt, put the little girl who was pretending to be dead with squinted eyes on the side of the ghost's pillow, make the bed for her, and pinch the little girl's nose, I, turned off the lamp and retreated.
I wanted to take a bath, but the bathroom was occupied by Ding Ling, and I was very shameless to take a mandarin duck bath with her, but I was rejected by this girl.
In fact, I could force her to break in, and I used to do it often, but at this moment, I was physically and mentally exhausted and didn't feel that mood. Speaking of which, the fatigue has been very strong lately, and every muscle seems to be pressed by something.
I rushed hastily, my hair didn't blow, I changed into a nightgown, I lazily crawled on the bed and pointed to my back and said to Ding Ling: "Niu'er, quickly pinch it for Uncle!" β
"Charge." Ding Ling said, smiling ambiguously.