In the evening, Xiaohua rode a battery car to the entrance room of the community.

Xiaohua said: "Uncle, I'll stop the car, and reach out and take out a few packets of pickled pepper phoenix feet from my bag and put them on the table." ”

The uncle said: "Girl, I haven't seen you for a long time, is that kid bullying you?" ”

Xiaohua replied: "Uncle, no, I've been busy with work lately. ”

Uncle said: "That stinky boy, I have been waiting for you to come back here in the guard room every day for more than a month." No, he just went back to cooking with his front foot, and you came back with his back foot. ”

I was cooking in the kitchen, I heard the sound of the door opening, I quickly came out of the kitchen, and when I saw that it was Xiaohua who had gone home, I was surprised, and then said with a smile: "Xiaohua, you are finally back, I haven't seen you for more than a month." ”

Xiaohua ignored me and walked straight into the bedroom, where he sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his thighs incessantly.

When I saw it, I said, "Little painting, how are your legs bruised?" ”

I hurried to the kitchen, filled a basin of hot water, brought a towel, and brought it to the bedroom. I dipped the towel in hot water and wrung it out, ready to spread it on her lap. She brushed my hand away in disgust and put a towel on her thigh.

I said embarrassedly, "I'll go to the kitchen and cook." "The meal is ready," the little painting, eaten. I shouted:

Xiaohua walked out of the bedroom, took a bowl of rice on the dining table, and went into the bedroom.

I said, "Little painting, you haven't added any food yet!" ”

I followed into the bedroom with the food, and she was eating the bagged pickled pepper chicken feet, which I put on the bedside table.

I found a bottle of Wanhua Oil in the cabinet in the living room, took Wanhua Oil into the bedroom, poured Wanhua Oil into the palm of my hand, prepared to apply it to her, and helped her rub her thighs, but she avoided her thighs, and gave me a blank look, not letting me help her apply it.

When I saw that she had finished eating, I packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen to clean them.

Xiaohua picked up the kaleido-suma oil and poured it into the palm of his hand, slowly rubbing his thighs.

Xiaohua thought in his heart: "Aicheng, are you so close to my sister?" Hugs, kisses, or even what? ”

The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, so I picked up my pillow and mat on the bed and threw it into the living room, closing the bedroom door.

I peeled a watermelon in the kitchen and made it into a fruit platter with some ice residue on top. He came to the door of the bedroom, knocked on the door and said, "Little painting, I made a fruit platter for you to eat." "No one answered in the bedroom.

I sighed and put the fruit platter back in the kitchen.

Back in the living room, I spread the mat on the sofa and fell asleep with a pillow in my arms.

In the middle of the night I saw that the light in my bedroom was also on all the time.

It was still bright, I got up, I couldn't sleep anyway, I went to the street to buy some small paintings to eat breakfast, I bought xiao long bao, cold mix, soup powder and crockpot soup back, put it on the table.

I saw through the crack in the door that the light was not turned off, and I guessed that she might have just fallen asleep, and I couldn't bear to knock on the door to disturb her sleep. I brushed my teeth and washed my face, and then brought the soup powder to work.