Nine Zero, the cannon fodder wife of the paranoid boss is reborn

When Xiao Cheng was pulled away by Bai Lu, the wooden stick was about to hit the back of Liu Guangguan's head, but just missed it.

My hand was taken away by the warm softness.

After hearing her explanation, when the looks around him were no longer filled with fear and disgust, a seed seemed to fall into his heart and take root in the corner full of haze.

It's an experience I've never had before, I can't describe how it feels, but it's not as repulsive as before.

Even sleeping in Bailu's room became natural, as if it should be the way it should be.

Yes, there was a leak in the utility room. Although it was repaired, the bed board was still wet after the mosquito net was washed.

Bai Lu was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She always felt as if she had forgotten something.

"correct!"

She remembered that she had forgotten something.

He stood up and stepped over Xiao Cheng who was sleeping outside, ran to the big bag in the corner and rummaged through it.

After a while, he took his things and opened the door and went out.

Xiao Cheng watched the door open and close, frowning, why didn't he ask him to get out of the way instead of stepping over.

If you don't sleep at night, where will you go?

"Knock knock knock——"

Xiao Wei was applying medicinal wine on his knees when he heard a knock on the door and his hands trembled, and he hurriedly put down his trousers.

Put the medicinal wine back in the drawer and open the door.

"What are you doing here?"

Seeing that it was Bai Lu, the little guy's tone was not very good, and there was still a bit of disappointment in his eyes that he couldn't hide.

Bai Lu shrugged her nose, stared at Xiao Wei and looked up and down, then took out the new schoolbag hidden behind her, walked past him, walked into the room, and put it on the wooden table.

"Your new school bag."

Hanging on the back of the chair in front of the wooden table was an old cloth bag with skewed sewing and sewing, which contained textbooks.

Bai Lu only glanced at it, then waved to Xiao Wei, who was stunned by his new schoolbag: "Come here."

"Let me see where it's hurt."

Xiao Wei originally thought he was going over to look at his new schoolbag, so he raised his feet and took a step, but stopped immediately when he heard the sound.

Shaking his head: "I'm not hurt."

Bai Lu stretched out her finger, tapped the tabletop, and said softly: "I smell the medicinal wine. If I guessed correctly, it should be active oil."

With her face covered by the sack, she couldn't see anything, but she heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Shouldn't the little guy be beaten?

Xiao Wei's scalp was numb as her eyes scanned her up and down, but he still stubbornly refused to admit it.

"Then I want to open the drawer and have a look, is that okay?" Bai Lu asked him, her fingers already starting to pull the drawer open.

"If you are injured and don't tell me, and you can't rub the wound, it will get worse and worse. I can help you, or your brother can, too."

"No!" Xiao Wei shook his head firmly to express his determination.

But without stopping, Bai Lu opened the drawer.

"It's indeed active oil..."

Huoluo oil is produced in Hong Kong. It is mainly used to treat rheumatism and bone pain, relax muscles and activate collaterals, remove blood stasis and promote muscle growth, bruises and sprains...

Bai Lu's grandfather was an army officer. He had active oil at home, which was given to him by his old friends.

When she was a child, she bumped into something during training, and her grandfather used this to wipe her. The memory is still fresh in her mind.

However, this thing was not cheap in the 1990s, and it was difficult for ordinary people to afford it.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wei actually had it.

"That was left to me by my mother." Xiao Wei explained uncharacteristically, even seeming to be afraid that Bai Lu would misunderstand something, and added: "If the eldest brother is injured, you can also use it."

Bai Lu raised her eyebrows, chuckled, and waved to him again: "Come here, let me see where you are injured. If you can't help it, I will ask your brother to come over and check it for you."

Sure enough, Xiao Cheng is a living king of hell.

The seven-year-old child was afraid of him, so he came over without saying a word: "I just bumped my knee, but no other injuries."

Seven-year-old Xiao Wei was already a little man, so Bai Lu couldn't lift his clothes, so she pointed her fingers at him through the clothes, once to the left and once to the right.

By observing his micro-expression, we could determine whether there were any injuries elsewhere. Fortunately, apart from his knees, there was only a bruise on his shoulder and neck, which must have been a kick.

The clothes that were changed at the end of the bed all had big muddy footprints, and Bai Lu's eyes were slightly warm.

This is... an injury for her.

"hiss!"

His shoulder was suddenly pressed hard, and Xiao Wei subconsciously shrank back in pain, frowning and staring at Bai Lu.

Bai Lusansan retracted her hand: "I didn't mean it. I heard that by pressing it like this, the congestion on the wound will disperse faster, it will heal faster, and restore a healthier body."

It's strange that Xiao Wei believed her.

Bai Lu put the medicinal wine back in the drawer, raised her hand and gently rubbed the little guy's head: "From now on, run away when you encounter someone you can't beat. Children are not as strong as adults. If they are accidentally injured too seriously, they will not grow taller in the future. ~You don’t want to be much shorter than your brother, right?”

After hearing the previous words, Xiao Wei wanted to refute, but as soon as the word "brother" came out, he immediately took back the words.

Bai Lu finally found a clever trick to restrain him.

"Okay, it's very late. Go to bed early. I have to go to school tomorrow."

Xiao Wei stared at Bai Lu's back, hesitating to speak, unable to hide his joyful eyes, and turned around on the new schoolbag several times, back and forth, just as she was about to walk out the door.

He gritted his teeth and said in an awkward voice: "Um, is the schoolbag for me?"

Bai Lu turned around and smiled: "Of course, you have to study hard. I bought my schoolbag with my brother's money."

After saying that, he gently closed the door.

When she turned around, she saw Xiao Cheng leaning against the door, his arms folded in a leisurely posture, his eyes as deep as the sea, with a hint of indifferent laziness, looking at her quietly.

There was still a bit of playfulness hanging on the corner of his mouth, which was half a smile but not a smile.

"Dang, Dang, Dang..."

The clock on the wall struck ten times.

Bai Lu's head was buzzing, and he suddenly felt a little cold. The smile on his face became brighter: "It's very late, let's go to bed early."

With that said, he ran back to the room in a hurry.

Run faster than a rabbit.

The bed is large enough for two people to sleep, and even a quilt for each person is more than enough.

The white dew was rolled up like a rice dumpling, huddled in the innermost part, barely burrowing into the wall.

Oh my god!

She has never been in love, let alone slept in the same bed with a man. She is just a little nervous and scared, no, no, no! She is not nervous, not scared!

I’m just not used to it!

Probably because the roll was too thick, when the man lay down, he only heard a slight squeaking sound but not much sinking feeling. Bai Lu blinked his eyes.

Inexplicably relieved.

What she was worried about just now was the load-bearing strength of the wooden bed. Yes, that's right!

Recalling the first time they met, when Xiao Cheng was almost counter-hypnotized, Bai Lu still had lingering fears.

When you look at his information, you can tell that he is not simple.

After entering his memory, he was even more shocked.

If it weren't for the safety of her father and grandfather, she would not have been involved in the danger privately. She discovered a side of him that few people knew about. It turns out that all darkness has its source.

Xiao Cheng should have been like ordinary people, with a happy family, a wonderful childhood, a loving mother and a strict father. His parents ran a wonton shop on the street and the business was very good.

Everything fell into pieces when he was three years old.

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