RBCT Chapter 8 What's wrong with my blanket?
Chapter 8 What's wrong with my blanket?
The next morning, due to his biological clock, Lu Zhaoye woke up groggily at seven o'clock.
He opened his sleepy eyes and saw Luo Xiao sneakily carrying something and running to the bathroom.
"Luo Xiao, what are you doing?" Lu Zhaoye didn't move, but called out softly.
Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Ke Luoxiao didn't answer and dashed into the bathroom.
Lu Zhaoye ignored it, assuming that Luo Xiao was in a hurry to go to the bathroom.
Since he didn't have to go to work or school, he rolled over, scratched his underwear, and went back to sleep.
"..."
After a while, a series of crackling sounds kept him awake.
Lu Zhaoye cursed under his breath and leaned forward to look at the source of the sound.
Luo Xiao was wearing pink pajamas and shorts, revealing a section of her fair and slender legs, and was cooking in the kitchen.
"Luo Xiao, are you possessed by a ghost? Are you trying to play the role of a virtuous wife and loving mother in front of me this morning?"
Lu Zhaoye couldn't quite understand Luo Xiao; he didn't know what had triggered her.
In his memory, his childhood sweetheart was always cunning and scheming.
Previously, Luo Xiao had always been fierce towards him, and he, the gang leader, became like a little chick in front of Luo Xiao.
I don't know what's wrong with her these past two days. She's playing the gentle tigress role with me, and Lu Zhaoye is definitely not used to it.
At this moment, Luo Xiao naturally heard Lu Zhaoye's voice.
However, she didn't care. After all, Ono liked the gentle type, and she could change that!
"Stop talking nonsense, get up and brush your teeth and wash your face, breakfast will be ready soon."
Luo Xiao spoke softly, her hands carefully whisking the eggs as she prepared to fry them.
Lu Zhaoye responded, completely unsure of Luo Xiao's intentions.
He immediately got out of bed, dressed, adjusted the trajectory, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
Before they could finish, Luo Xiao's scream came from the kitchen, along with the sizzling sound of oil in the pan.
Lu Zhaoye hurriedly put down his toothbrush cup and rushed to the kitchen.
"What's wrong, Luo Xiao? Are you alright?"
Lu Zhaoye looked anxious, and seeing Luo Xiao huddled in a corner with a pot lid in her hands, he immediately understood.
He approached the sizzling stove; Luo Xiao was frying eggs.
However, too much oil was poured in and the pan was very hot. There was water in the bowl containing the eggs, so the eggs splattered the moment they were poured in.
Lu Zhaoye turned the heat down a bit before walking up to Luo Xiao.
Luo Xiao hugged her chest, using the pot lid as a shield in front of her, and looked at Lu Zhaoye who was approaching with teary eyes.
She just wanted to fry an egg for Ono.
Luo Xiao lowered her head in grievance, like a child who had made a mistake and was about to be criticized by her parents.
"..."
"Did it splash on you?" Lu Zhaoye asked seriously, not trying to be cheeky.
He took the shield that was across the girl's chest.
He took the girl's fair wrist and examined it closely. The girl had cool-toned white skin that felt very comfortable to the touch.
Luo Xiao looked up at Xiao Ye, who was carefully checking her for any splashes, and smiled slightly, letting him hold her wrist.
My heart felt like it skipped a beat.
"Ono, I didn't get splashed."
"Oh, I know, I've already seen it."
"So what are you looking at right now?"
"Oh, your wrist feels so smooth and comfortable, hehe."
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"..."
After a period of playful banter, the two finally brought two bowls of noodles and two dark, unappetizing eggs to the table.
Lu Zhaoye slurped down a bowl of noodles, then pushed the egg towards Luo Xiao.
You eat the eggs you fried.
Luo Xiao puffed out her cheeks and pouted, looking angry.
"Ono, I made this for you, please eat it."
Lu Zhaoye complained helplessly.
"You can't even cook, why do you have to show off by frying eggs? Just make some instant noodles."
"That's to give you more nutrition. Look how skinny you are, like a monkey," Luo Xiao said, feeling wronged.
Lu Zhaoye was in the wrong and didn't know how to respond to that, so he simply picked up an egg with his chopsticks.
But before the egg was even in the bowl, Luo Xiao's chopsticks came over again.
Lu Zhaoye was dumbfounded.
"Isn't there another one? Why are you trying to steal mine?"
Luo Xiao pouted, snatched Lu Zhaoye's egg and threw it directly into the trash can, doing the same to the eggs in the other bowl.
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"Luo Xiao, how can you be so hypocritical? I don't want to eat it, but you tell me to eat it. I eat it, but you throw it away."
"They're all burnt; it's bad for your health to eat them."
Lu Zhaoye was stunned for a moment, then laughed. "Guilt-based education, huh? That's interesting."
Luo Xiao couldn't help but laugh, and rolled her eyes at Lu Zhaoye.
"......"
"I'm going out this afternoon, aren't you going home yet?"
After Lu Zhaoye finished clearing away the dishes, he spoke to Luo Xiao, who was sitting cross-legged in a chair.
"It's daytime now, don't tell me you're still afraid of the dark."
Luo Xiao was playing on her phone when she heard this. She immediately put it down and asked warily, "What are you doing going out?"
Lu Zhaoye wiped his hair with his right hand, turned his back, and said in what he thought was a very handsome manner,
"Your brother is going to Wuyue Mall to get a trendy haircut from Tony the hairstylist."
Luo Xiao's expression changed, and she frowned. Something was wrong.
"You do the ball head, you do it!"
Luo Xiao got off the chair, grabbed Lu Zhaoye's body, and instantly refined him!
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm hitting the ground! Let go! I can't breathe!" Luo Xiao.
Lu Zhaoye was pinned down by Luo Xiao, unable to move.
"Weren't you going for the gentle type today? Why the sudden change of expression?"
Lu Zhaoye said he was going to get a haircut, and Luo Xiao actually pounced on him and pinned him down.
However, the little plum is developing very well; has it fully grown?
"Tell me quickly, where are you going? You're not going to see Wen Ningning again, are you?!"
Luo Xiao didn't care about being gentle or not anymore; she knew that Wen Ningning's home was near Wuyue.
"How could that be? You've been wronged, sir!"
Lu Zhaoye quickly explained, otherwise he was really afraid that Qingmei would be refined by him.
"I'm just going to get a haircut and buy some clothes."
"Didn't you see that I don't have a single normal piece of clothing in my closet? And I'm about to be a senior in high school. If I keep wearing those blond-haired devil Zhang, he'll kill me."
"real?"
Luo Xiao loosened her grip a little, but still sat on Lu Zhaoye's body. "Then I want to go too!"
"What are you going to do?" Lu Zhaoye refused, thinking that letting her follow him would only make her suffer.
"Hmm?" Luo Xiao sat down a little further.
"Go! Go! Go!"
"..."
Under pressure from Qingmei's tyranny, Lu Zhaoye finally agreed.
Lu Zhaoye went to the balcony to get a piece of clothing and was stunned to see his quilt and sheets hanging on the clothes rack.
"Luo Xiao, why did you put my blanket here? You didn't wet the bed, did you?"
Luo Xiao, who was playing on her phone in the living room, rushed in.
Looking nervously at Lu Zhaoye, he said with a guilty expression,
"How could you possibly wet the bed? I'm just letting you get some sun to kill the mites."