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

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 brought out the glutton in her stomach.

Then he came back to his senses with a blushing face and lowered his head to eat.

A faint chuckle from a man seemed to be heard in his ears, and then another piece of meat was added to the bowl.

It's not fat meat, it's twice-cooked pork, which is all lean meat 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 like a low-pressure volcano erupting. Although there are still chili peppers, the spiciness has been reduced a lot.

Xiao Wei felt that chestnuts were of some use, so it was not in vain that he had spent so much time burying them.

So, when Bai Lu proposed after dinner that she wanted to use the chestnuts he stored to start a small business with him.

Xiao Wei recommended it to Xiao Cheng without thinking. The house belonged to Xiao Cheng, and the chestnut tree naturally also belonged to Xiao Cheng.

He just helped pick up the chestnuts that fell on the ground, knocked down the ones that didn't fall, washed them and bagged 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 was folded in 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 caught by a hunter. Her body was stiff, not daring to move. Every nerve in her body was tense. Her head seemed to have been shot, and it went blank. All her thoughts turned into ashes.

My heartbeat was in my throat, and my stomach was careful even when I breathed in, trying not to contract, for fear of breaking through.

Bai Lu was not the kind of person who couldn't eat when she was angry. Instead, she ate more. Even though she walked in the yard to eat after the meal, her belly was still slightly bulging.

But no matter how hard you try, the fake ones are still fake.

After all, she was at fault for having a belly worth thirty thousand yuan. She had to lower her head and speak when she should.

"I……"

As soon as the first word was spoken, the hand casually placed 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.

Under the dim light, Bai Lu could clearly see what was in her hand, a white and bright maltose.

In this era, there were no colorful wrappers for maltose. Instead, 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, fixed on looking at the man who was also lying on his side, and the words stuck in her throat kept coming back a thousand times.

The face that looked calm and stern as usual suddenly disappeared into the sky.

Xiao Cheng seemed to know that she would turn around, his deep eyes crossed the long quilt, focusing on a certain position, and from the beginning to now, he never left her gaze.

"You don't want to eat maltose? Do you want to see what I 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 too 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, and it is sweet, sliding from your throat to your heart.

Xiao Cheng was stared at with her focused eyes, and the tips of his ears silently turned red.

He retracted his gaze, retracted his hand that had slipped as she turned around, and said as if nothing had happened: "Isn't it delicious?"

"tasty."

She is a good and honest child.

"Yeah." Xiao Cheng said concisely.

His tone was as if nothing had happened, but Bai Lu's sharp eyes saw the corners of his lips twitching slightly.

What a sultry and arrogant grown man!

Bai Lu suddenly felt that he was actually not that difficult to talk to. She immediately pulled back the quilt lying across the middle of the bed, covered her body, and turned sideways to face him.

Holding maltose in her hand and pillowing it under her face, she smiled extraordinarily sweetly: "Does the candied roasted chestnuts I made today taste good?"

The sugar-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.

Nodding lightly: "Not bad."

Bai Lu smiled even brighter, like a blooming sunflower: "I want to sell roasted chestnuts on the street."

The chestnut belongs to him, 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 would be great to save things or save them for other uses!”

"Moreover, our chestnuts are picked from our own trees at almost no cost. There are no sugar-roasted chestnuts sold on the street, so we have an exclusive secret recipe, 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 back down, 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 was even more gentle than before, as cold as a cold pool: "There aren't many chestnuts, you can keep them for yourself."

Is this disagreement???

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 suddenly changed.

He doesn't have to sell the chestnuts, but the money goes to him. Why 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.

He buried the one in his hand under the pillow, suffocating his stomach, and lay down, pulling up the quilt to cover 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 and 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.

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