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Tuan Zi step by step three times back by their own clip uncle clip out the door, and the end of the dying eyes are still tearful, reluctant to part.
Until the sound of the door slamming, she still couldn’t come back to her senses, holding the hot bowl of soup in a daze.
“Your rescuer is so timely.”
His cold voice made her quickly retrieve her mind, feeling the air around her suddenly turn cold. She looked down and quickly finished her soup, pushing the bowl to the side. Reaching down, she pulled the packaged waxy rice to her eyes and opened it. The unique meat aroma of oily and moist waxy things came out, crystal full rice covered with thick slices of Cantonese sausage and bacon, as well as a large piece of barbecued pork, when boiled, the grease from these waxy things was steamed out, and a little bit of it seeped into the white rice underneath, so that those dyed with soy sauce color and full of grease aroma of the rice weighed with a little dozen of the vegetable heart appeared particularly crystalline and oily, the aroma was overwhelming.
Without a word, he dropped down to sit across from her, taut-faced, ready to see what she did next.
She looked at him with an expressionless face, her hands moving without stopping as she unwrapped the plastic chopsticks and spoon that came with the meal, plucking away the thick layer of laver, using the spoon to stir and mix the soaked rice with the white rice next to it, then stirring in the laver and the choy sum. Mixed rice, also known as catsup. It looked messy, but it was full of flavor and definitely a finger-licking way to eat. Ya Xiao held the box in one hand and a spoon in the other, sending the rice to her mouth one spoonful at a time. As she chewed on the meat that she usually had to avoid eating, she stared straight at Shan Yanxiu.
His face did not look good, but he did not stop her from eating, instead meeting her provocation-like gaze and watching without blinking as she finished eliminating a box full of mixed preserved rice. During this time he had a few moments of wanting to say something, as if he was holding back something, but in the end he was still silent.
She chose to ignore the food.
Finished eating, wiped her mouth, cleaned up the food box, wiped clean the table. After this series of processes were done, she still sat down in her original seat and looked at the silent man head on. “I think we need to talk.” Her voice was slightly hoarse, but no longer tired. “It’s very necessary if we want to get along well under the same roof in the future.”
His chin lifted slightly and his brows furrowed, “You want to make a deal with me?”
She took a deep breath, “I can’t say it’s a condition, it’s just that I feel the need to talk to you in depth for the sake of peace in the future.” She slowed down, “I know I’m in no position to make any demands of you, besides up until now it’s been whatever you say and whatever I do, right?”
“You haven’t exactly done as you’ve been told.”
“Yes, I won’t deny that.” She slowly leaned back in her chair, assuming a relaxed and natural state, “What I’m saying is that I respect your lifestyle and your eating habits, but you don’t have the right to demand that I must abide by them, and that’s not fair to me. Perhaps, perhaps you don’t think it necessary for you to respect me, because – I’m nothing more than one of your dolls, or something like that, and you can do without having to think about what I think, to consider my situation. You can force it, you can do as you please, you can do whatever you want. But there is a limit to my patience.”
“Trying to fight me to the death.”
“No, a genuine desire to live in peace.” She subconsciously touched her already long fingernails, and spoke in a calm and low manner, “Didn’t you say it would be another year? …… It’s not a problem to keep looking like this.”
“But only a year.” His shoulders slightly sunk, drooping eyes stared at a certain place behind her, seemingly talking to himself.
A year wasn’t enough? Just how much this asshole hated her! Ya Xiao’s face was still egg-butt incomparable, but her heart had already been in waves. “I’m not an immortal, a year won’t be a snap of the fingers and a gap. And you can see my current nutritional status, allow me to remind you that malnutrition can kill.” She sounded serious, “If I hang up my gears, you’re at a disadvantage aren’t you!”
His eyes blinked and a wry smile rippled across them, “Speak on.”
Seeing that communication was in sight, she picked up where she left off, “So, could it be like this. I’ll make your three meals according to your dietary requirements, and I’ll be responsible for mine. Don’t worry, it definitely won’t affect you.” Her heart is not much of a bottom, before not without efforts, the results are always miserable and downcast, sometimes also lost a lady and lost troops. What about today, she intends to open up the words, that is, not to quarrel with him, but also not to make trouble with him, communication is successful, even if all are happy, communication is not successful, then …… can only continue so.
Look at him silent, right hand index finger is rhythmically pointing to the left hand index finger joints – she is clear about this habit of his, indicating that he is seriously considering her proposal, so hold your breath, waiting for good news.
After a long while, he looked up at her, “You want meat that badly?”
“When I was in school, my nickname was the Star Man Who Would Die If He Didn’t Eat Meat.” She looked at him rather shamefully as he giggled out a laugh, and somewhat gamely, her mouth turned away, “You see to it.” YES OR NO, but it was just a matter of him moving his lips, but it could decide whether she was going to have a dry year in the future or a greasy one.
He bowed his head and thought for a moment, and in a few moments he looked up, as if he had made up his mind.
“Once a week.”
“Five times a week!”
“Once a week.”
“Three times a week!”
“Once a week.”
“Once every three days!”
“Once in seven days.”
“Deal!”
Shadowy!
Being shady again!
Ya Xiao gritted her teeth and couldn’t help but be filled with internal cows, “Is there a difference between seven days and a week?”
“The unit of measurement is different.”
It’s still essentially the same, right, asshole! She lowered her head and silently mentally poked him with a fork, grunting under her breath, “You still know the unit of measurement.”
“Not only do I know units of measure, I know you’re going to have a terrible time in the next day or two.” He stood up, “I’ll sleep in the guest room tonight.”
Her head snapped up, her eyes glowing and wary. What did the demon say? What did the demon say? He said he was sleeping in the guest room? He’s sleeping in the guest room tonight? Had she misheard him?
“You’re sleeping in the guest room tonight?” Was it kindness or was he just having another one of his jags?
“Yeah.”
“Really?”
“Really, so please go ahead and make up the guest room and I’ll be there in a few minutes.” He smiled, and was incredibly amiable.
Ya Xiao stared at him blankly for a while, then suddenly came back to her senses and rushed off to tidy up the guest room as if she was on fire. It was so fast that it was as if a second slower and he would have retracted his preamble. Just she will not think that this man is suddenly kind-hearted, to her understanding of him, this man must do things later. It was almost a law that he always gave a candy before he threw a whip. But tonight his behavior was indeed too much for her, two decisions in a row surprised her a lot. So surprised that she didn’t even want to think about what consequences she was going to meet after eating two candies right now, enjoying the fruits of her victory first.
She cleaned up the guest room nimbly, knowing that the man was fussy and hairy, so she stood slightly doggedly waiting for him to accept it. Surprisingly, unexpectedly, Shan Yanxiu barely looked at it for a few more moments before nodding his head, “It’s ready, you go and rest.”
She was relieved, even her smile was colored with a few moments of sincerity, “That’s good, just call me directly if you need anything.” Tonight she could have a nice relaxing painful sleep.
“No, you’ll be busy tonight,” he shrugged, “I’ll do anything myself.”
“Oh ……,” she turned around a little strangely, her mind wondering what she had to be busy with tonight.
“By the way,” he called out to her, his gaze furtive, “the little medicine cabinet is in the storage closet, you know the place.”
She frowned, even more confused, but answered, “Yes.” What was the point of saying that all of a sudden?
“That’s good.” He said calmly, “Good night.”
Yasho didn’t come back to her senses for the tens of seconds it took for his face to disappear behind the door, completely clouded and overwhelmed by his earlier words and actions. But in the middle of the night, she snapped out of it and realized exactly what this man meant by what he said and did.
She had diarrhea!