Chapter 184

The next morning, the sun was not very sunny, and it was likely to experience a big cooling last night.

Lin Xiaoxian sat up from the bed, stretched his waist, twisted his neck and took a deep breath. In the bedroom that belonged to his sister, he smelled a faint fragrance that did not belong to his sister, so he turned his head and glanced at Mu Changqing lying on his left side. He stretched his hand and pinched her pretty nose.

"Um... Um..."

Mu Changqing murmured in his sleep and subconsciously rubbed his hand. He was not happy that he couldn't rub his hand away. The whole left leg lifted from the quilt to Lin Xiaoxian, followed by a turning over action. He saw that the whole person had to press up, and then Lin Xiaoxian slapped her on the root of her thigh with a ruthless slap.

Pop!

Strength is not small, even the plump hip line also jumped very Q bouncing.

Mu Changqing was in pain, raised her eyelids with her willow eyebrows. The sun reflected in, and her long eyelashes trembled. She slowly saw who was beating her, and immediately woke up a lot.

"Hey, hey... Morning..."

She smiled pleasantly, saw her nephew's expressionless face, turned her eyes, changed her tactics, and made a solemn and timid apology in a low voice in the attitude of being frank, lenient and strict:

"Xiao Xian, listen to me. We didn't mean to sneak over, just because..."

"I know."

Lin Xiaoxian interrupted with a silent gesture and looked at his sister who was dreaming on the right side:

"Don't wake up the little book, get up and help me cook."

"Oh, okay, okay..."

My nephew didn't hurt her. Mu Changqing once felt that he was OK again and that he had regained the dignity of his parents.

In fact, of course not, but Lin Xiaoxian is not a devil. It is understandable for some special situations.

Last midnight, Mu Changqing and Lin Xiaoshu woke him up when they secretly climbed into bed.

When the two fell asleep, Lin Xiaoxian got up and peed. By the way, he checked his bedroom and found that the electric blanket was broken.

Chengdu's cold is different from the north. It belongs to magic attack. The bedroom facing north is damp and cold. The mountain wall is often covered with green moss and mushrooms. The two girls can't live without an electric blanket. It's understandable to come to Lin Xiaoxian to rub a warmer quilt.

"Today, I'll eat dumplings and spread an egg cake. I'll wash first, boil the water, and then take out the mash..."

Out of the room, he gently closed the door. Lin Xiaoxian gave Mu Changqing a lot of orders, and then walked to the bathroom.

"Wait, I can't spread egg cakes!"

"I'll put the cake. You cook the dumplings first."

"No!" Mu Changqing pinched his waist. In shuiyingying's eyes, he seemed to write four big words [I'm a waste].

"Then count out how many dumplings you want to eat, and then cut some green onions and flowers."

“OK~”

My aunt went to the kitchen with her sleeve in hand. Lin Xiaoxian looked at her mobile phone while brushing her teeth. She sent a friend request to someone before going to bed last night. So far, she hasn't found it.

"This girl is really so cruel..."

Lin Xiaoxian Gulu Gulu spits out his mouthwash. He has an indescribable impetuosity in his heart, so he washes his cold face.

The study committee member has lost contact since he was blackmailed the day before yesterday.

This makes Lin Xiaoxian feel very unaccustomed.

Once in the evening, regardless of the length of time, Lin Xiaoxian enjoyed the private conversation with the study committee members.

The cold and beautiful girl seldom talks at length to Lin Xiaoxian unilaterally. She listens more carefully. Occasionally, when Lin Xiaoxian complains, she will say some dry comforting words with her stupid mouth.

Although those words are often not used skillfully and sometimes have reverse effects, it does not prevent Lin Xiaoxian from feeling that the learning committee members are always trying to express their concern and tenderness, and trying to resolve the small bumps and bad mood in the hearts of good friends.

Rare things are precious, especially love.

Whether she is the only best friend or the only friend of the opposite sex, the word friend is probably the most valued in her heart.

"All right, Xiao Xian!" The kitchen was tinkling and my aunt was tossing about.

"Panic what..."

Lin Xiaoxian hung up his washcloth and went into the kitchen. Two small porcelain bowls and a large enamel bowl were placed in a triangle, respectively containing an appropriate amount of dumplings and a dead amount of dumplings.

"One, two, three..." Lin Xiaoxian counted six in each small bowl.

"One, two, three..." Lin Xiaoxian counted again. There were 26 in the big bowl.

"Aunt, you feed me as a pig, don't you?"

"You're growing up. It's better to grow stronger."

Mu Changqing perfunctorily said two words, turned to tie the apron, tied it for a long time, made two trembling big rabbits jump, finally tied it, and then began to cut scallions.

The action was obviously unskilled. Mu Changqing gestured twice with a kitchen knife and carefully cut it very slowly.

"So you ate bread and milk there for another year this year?" Lin Xiaoxian looked at his aunt's knife work and still didn't look like he had cooked a meal.

"In fact, I didn't. I wanted to learn, but I found a new roommate who was especially good at cooking." My aunt became slow and afraid of cutting crooked.

"New roommate?"

"Yes, a younger sister than me."

For my aunt's roommate, Lin Xiaoxian will still be more interested.

In the past, my aunt's roommates were full of strange things, including a 12-year-old French girl who ran away from home, a fighting national aunt who raised two baby bears, a Texas psychic medium with an inverted six pointed star on her forehead, and an Indian witch with a human skull.

For a long time, Lin Xiaoxian has been worried about this and hopes that her aunt can find a normal roommate.

"It seems that this is normal this time. Is it Chinese?"

"No, German Japanese mixed race, a very serious person, but he can cook and shoot well. He also taught me ~"

"Well, speaking of this, I tried to deal with something you brought here in the middle of the night last night. Remember not to make an example."

“？？？”

Mu Changqing was surprised, and then he cried out. The kitchen knife fell on the kitchen board. His right hand grabbed his left hand, and the white, tender index finger and fingers exuded bright red beads.

"Cut it?" Lin Xiaoxian immediately frowned.

The little aunt gave a low, um, and then looked up. Although she closed her mouth and didn't shout pain, her shallow grievances had climbed up between her eyebrows and eyes, and her glass bead like eyes flashed with water color in some distress.

"Bleeding." Mu Changqing shows Lin Xiaoxian the cut finger.

"Oh... Really..."

Lin Xiaoxian had some regrets. He knew he wouldn't suddenly mention it. He surprised his aunt. He slightly bowed his head, pinched her wound, gently sucked it, then turned his trouser pocket and turned out a Bondi band aid.

This is one from the PE teacher during the physical test.

"Sorry, I didn't expect you to be so stupid in cutting vegetables." Lin Xiaoxian said in a neutral tone.

"Oh... You really apologize... And I'm not stupid. I'm actually smart when I'm doing business..."

Mu Changqing pouted unconvinced. Her skin was tender. In fact, it was not good. Her wound was not deep, but she was still bleeding out.

As soon as Lin Xiaoxian tore the sticker, he saw that her aunt's fingertips opened another "little red flower", grabbed her fingers and sipped them in her mouth.

Even at this time, Mu Changqing is not honest. The warm moisture from her fingertips makes her feel like she wants to blush, but she can't help trying to tease Lin Xiaoxian.

This is a matter of course. Who makes Lin Xiaoxian look down on his elders and bully his aunt?

So mu Changqing restlessly put his fingers on his tongue and gently transferred them twice. The delicate touch of blue like musk deer touched his teeth and lips.

Some itchy strange feelings spread out at the fingertips and tongue tips. As expected, Lin Xiaoxian stared at Mu Changqing, loosened her fingers, and threw her hands back:

"I like leather, don't I? Take it yourself! "

"I don't contain... Disgusting..."

Mu Changqing muttered that his nephew had eaten his fingers and put them into her mouth. It felt like a shame.

Fortunately, when Lin Xiaoxian sucked hard for the second time, the blood stopped temporarily. He wrapped the band aid. Lin Xiaoxian personally held the knife, banging, banging, and rows of scallions of uniform size piled up together, giving people a very comfortable visual enjoyment.