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

Chapter 20 Women Are Trouble
Bai Lu knocked on the door diagonally opposite, and found that the little guy hadn't slept yet, and was sitting at the desk doing homework. The new schoolbag was placed on the desk, right in the middle, neatly arranged.

"It's not finished yet, poor baby." She gave a very sympathetic little look.

Xiao Wei gave her a blank look: "Why didn't my brother tie you to the bed and let you run around at night."

What Xiao Wei said about being tied was a serious way of being tied.

But Bai Lu thought of the scene just now, her fingertips felt hot, and she coughed unnaturally.

"Have you rubbed the vital oil?"

"wipe it up."

"Let me see."

Bai Lu stepped into the room.

When she knocked on the door last night, Xiao Wei was already fast asleep, and she hadn't wiped off the active oil, and she left after staring at it, although the little guy looked reluctant.

Xiao Wei's room is not big, except for a wooden bed, a small old wooden wardrobe, and a burlap bag full of unknown things in the corner, there is nothing else.

Bai Lu walked to the desk in a few steps, leaned against the edge of the desk, fixed her eyes on Xiao Wei's shoulders and neck, and said lightly, "Do you want me to see it, or Brother Ni?"

The little guy was wearing a knitted dark brown sweater with a collar around his neck, and it was impossible to see whether he had wiped it or not.

The smell of Huoluo oil is so strong, and she can't smell it at all. She definitely wouldn't believe it after rubbing it on.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't believe it, as soon as Xiao Wei heard something related to his brother, he would react subconsciously immediately, put down the pencil in his hand, open the drawer, and take the activating oil.

"I wipe it myself."

Bai Lu watched him unscrew the cap and only poured a small amount, she was helpless and speechless: "You can't push the bruise away so little, you have to pour a little more and massage."

"So reluctant, are you keeping it for your brother?"

Xiao Wei paused for the movement of his shoulders and neck, his uncomfortable little face turned from shame to anger, and also a little lonely.

"My brother doesn't need it."

Bai Lu chuckled: "Yes, yes, he has rough skin and thick flesh, so he doesn't need it, he can be healed by letting it dry for two days."

Xiao Wei stared at her displeased: "Why are you here?"

Seeing that he had poured two more drops of vital oil on his hand, Bai Lu stopped teasing him.

"Do you still have the notebook?"

Xiao Wei looked suspicious: "What are you going to do?"

Bai Lu pursed her lips, showing a big smile: "Your brother wants it."

Without further ado, Xiao Wei immediately opened the side drawer, took out a brand new large exercise book, and gave her a newly bought and unused black ballpoint pen.

"Take it."

The small voice was faintly excited and joyful.

Bai Lu took the things, and couldn't help but wanted to tease him again: "The second grade uses pencils, and the third grade only starts to use ballpoint pens. Why did you buy a ballpoint pen so early? You...you must have specially prepared it for your brother, right? ?”

Xiao Wei turned his head with an angry snort as if he had been poked into something, "It's up to you."

"Can't I buy it for the third grade in advance?"

"Okay, why not, it's amazing!"

Bai Lu is a good person, she doesn't expose the kid's awkwardness and pretends to be an excuse for calmness.

But raise your hand and touch your head.

Xiao Wei seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and when she raised her hand, he immediately turned his head to avoid it.

"Don't touch my head." In a fierce tone.

"Why can't you touch it?" Bai Lu asked without understanding.

Xiao Wei didn't want to talk to her, but he was afraid that she would sue her, so he said with a cold face: "The president is not tall."

"Oh……"

"So this is ah……"

Bai Lu sighed regretfully, "What a pity, I just touched your brother."

Xiao Wei: "..."

Finally let her touch it.

Women are trouble!

Bai Lu returned to the room and closed the door. Xiao Cheng was still sitting in the big guy position before she left, leaning leisurely on the back of the chair, but there was an extra unlit cigarette in his hand.

Dancing back and forth at his slender fingertips, like a butterfly flying around his fingers, beautiful and dangerous.

Bai Lu knew that he was probably addicted to cigarettes. He spent a lot of time at home these days and had never smoked.

She smiled, opened the first page of the book, put it on the table, and pulled off the cap of the ballpoint pen.

Put your hands in front of the boss: "How much did you buy, when did you buy it, and who did you buy it from? Do you remember? If you remember, write it down, so that it will be more clear and detailed. Once the money is settled, just hand over this bill to Fifth Aunt."

Xiao Cheng has never seen any amount in these years of collecting bills, let alone such a small amount of money.

He put the cigarette behind his ear, took the ballpoint pen from the soft and boneless hand in front of him, and brushed it down.

His handwriting is beautiful, majestic, powerful, and he has a style of masters who dominate the world.

Bai Lu remembered that Xiao Cheng's grades were pretty good, and he was one of the top students in school.

If it wasn't for Xiao Wei's mother who hindered her, she should have a bright future and experience much less suffering.

Bai Lu sighed lightly.

When he came back to his senses, Xiao Cheng had already written it. The details of all the materials used, the amount spent, the date, the buyer, and the address and name of the seller were all clearly listed.

Bai Lu put away the new notebook and the collection book, put them in the back of the drawer, and pressed the collection book with the new notebook.

The smiling face invited the boss to go back to bed and sleep.

As soon as the person touched the bed, he immediately rolled up the quilt and wrapped the zongzi, as if it would be safe...cough and warmer.

Xiao Cheng glanced at her with a half-smile, pulled the rope to turn off the light, lay down on the bed, and shook off the quilt to cover his waist.

Maybe it's because the pace of life here is slow and fulfilling, without the hustle and bustle of big cities, or maybe she's used to the masculinity around her, so it's safe enough to relax her body and mind. Bai Lu fell asleep soon after lying on the bed.

Shallow breathing, gradually steady and long.

It didn't take long for him to fall into a deep sleep, and he didn't even know if the man next to him was asleep or not, and when he went out and came back.

The next morning, when Bai Lu woke up, the seat beside her was already empty, and the quilt was neatly folded.

She got up and folded the quilt, and went to the kitchen. Usually at this time, Xiao Cheng would cook breakfast in the kitchen.

Sometimes she gets up early and Xiao Cheng does it, and Xiao Cheng gets up early and Xiao Cheng does it. In short, Xiao Wei has breakfast before going to school, which has formed a tacit understanding unconsciously.

But these few days, Xiao Cheng got up early, and Bai Lu came to the kitchen but saw no one.

Xiao Wei brushed his teeth and washed his face by the well.

Bai Lu was about to make breakfast and then take a shower, when Xiao Cheng came back from the outside and brought wontons.

That handsome and serious face was different from before.

After washing up, the three of them sat at the dining table eating wontons in an eerie silence.

Xiao Wei didn't dare to make a sound, and went to school after eating silently, not forgetting to take the garbage away.

After Bai Lu finished eating, she cleaned up the table, boiled an egg, peeled the shell while it was hot, went back to her room, found a piece of thin cloth in the corner of the closet, and tore off a piece that wrapped the egg.

Then he went back to the kitchen and directly dragged Xiao Cheng, who still had two unfinished wontons, back to his room, pulling him hard.

Xiao Cheng saw that she had a bad complexion while eating breakfast, and he knew he was wrong, so he didn't resist.

Silently, he was pulled back into the room and pressed onto a chair.

(End of this chapter)