03/22/2020_M_
Mi Qing took a turn around the guest room and rushed to the bathroom happily. The bathroom was small, the walls were covered with white tiles, with a white porcelain bathtub installed inside, and not covered by glass doors outside.
She tested the water temperature, filled it with water until two thirds, and soaked in. The bathtub just allows her to straighten her legs, and the warm water was just at the right temperature to relieve her fatigue.
She leaned back on the bathtub and sighed comfortably. The bathtub in the master bedroom should be much more comfortable, right?
No, she has no intention of taking a bath in Xiao Gu’s master bedroom.
She came out after dipping for more than twenty minutes in time to hear a knock on the door.
Only she and Xiao Gu are in the house, so the person outside the door speaks for himself. He got up, and went knocking on a girl’s door at night, he definitely has evil intentions. The flag on Mi Qing’s was raised again: “What’s the matter?”
Xiao Gu asked outside the door, “Are you hungry? I cooked some noodles, do you want to have some?”
Mi Qing rubbed her belly subconsciously. Although she ate late at noon, she had been disturbed all night last night and only had some snacks in the car. She was really hungry. She thought about it for a while, walked to the mirror, examined herself carefully and ensured that her pajamas were wrapped tightly, before she opened the door and went out: “Eat.”
Xiao Gu chuckled and turned to walk downstairs.
Outside the kitchen was the dining room. Xiao Gu cooked noodles in a small pot, and added a la carte in it. He took out two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks.
Mi Qing picked up a pair of chopsticks, clipped a mouthful of noodles from the pot, caught it into her bowl, and immediately sucked the noodles into her mouth.
“There aren’t any ingredients here. Only these are available so put up with it.” Xiao Gu also picked up his chopsticks and rolled some noodles into his bowl.
Mi Qing was a little unconvinced. Is this taste also called acceptable? So when she used to eat instant noodles, did he think she was eating garbage?
“Do you want some eggs?” There was a poached egg in the noodles. Xiao Gu only found one egg and boiled it together.
“Yes.” Mi Qing extended her bowl near the small pot, waiting for Xiao Gu to clamp the egg into her bowl.
The corners of Xiao Gu’s lips rose helplessly, and so he clipped the egg carefully and put it in Mi Qing’s bowl: “You eat so much at night, aren’t you afraid of getting fat?”
Mi Qing swallowed another mouthful of noodles and retorted disdainfully, “I won’t get fat. I am not fat, humph.” Mi Qing paused for a while, wait, it was only yesterday that she accidentally flashed Xiao Gu. But now, she’s here sitting with him harmoniously and eating noodles happily, this is quite wrong, isn’t it?
She frowned and glared at Xiao Gu. “Don’t talk to me, we are still in the cold war.”
Xiao Gu put down the chopsticks in his hand and couldn’t help but laugh in answer: “If you feel that you’ve lost too much, I can take my clothes off for you.”
“Houkeke …” Mi Qing choked at his shamelessness, and looked at him angrily and a bit shyly, “Who wants to see you, pervert!”
03/22/2020_M_
Mi Qing took a turn around the guest room and rushed to the bathroom happily. The bathroom was small, the walls were covered with white tiles, with a white porcelain bathtub installed inside, and not covered by glass doors outside.
She tested the water temperature, filled it with water until two thirds, and soaked in. The bathtub just allows her to straighten her legs, and the warm water was just at the right temperature to relieve her fatigue.
She leaned back on the bathtub and sighed comfortably. The bathtub in the master bedroom should be much more comfortable, right?
No, she has no intention of taking a bath in Xiao Gu’s master bedroom.
She came out after dipping for more than twenty minutes in time to hear a knock on the door.
Only she and Xiao Gu are in the house, so the person outside the door speaks for himself. He got up, and went knocking on a girl’s door at night, he definitely has evil intentions. The flag on Mi Qing’s was raised again: “What’s the matter?”
Xiao Gu asked outside the door, “Are you hungry? I cooked some noodles, do you want to have some?”
Mi Qing rubbed her belly subconsciously. Although she ate late at noon, she had been disturbed all night last night and only had some snacks in the car. She was really hungry. She thought about it for a while, walked to the mirror, examined herself carefully and ensured that her pajamas were wrapped tightly, before she opened the door and went out: “Eat.”
Xiao Gu chuckled and turned to walk downstairs.
Outside the kitchen was the dining room. Xiao Gu cooked noodles in a small pot, and added a la carte in it. He took out two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks.
Mi Qing picked up a pair of chopsticks, clipped a mouthful of noodles from the pot, caught it into her bowl, and immediately sucked the noodles into her mouth.
“There aren’t any ingredients here. Only these are available so put up with it.” Xiao Gu also picked up his chopsticks and rolled some noodles into his bowl.
Mi Qing was a little unconvinced. Is this taste also called acceptable? So when she used to eat instant noodles, did he think she was eating garbage?
“Do you want some eggs?” There was a poached egg in the noodles. Xiao Gu only found one egg and boiled it together.
“Yes.” Mi Qing extended her bowl near the small pot, waiting for Xiao Gu to clamp the egg into her bowl.
The corners of Xiao Gu’s lips rose helplessly, and so he clipped the egg carefully and put it in Mi Qing’s bowl: “You eat so much at night, aren’t you afraid of getting fat?”
Mi Qing swallowed another mouthful of noodles and retorted disdainfully, “I won’t get fat. I am not fat, humph.” Mi Qing paused for a while, wait, it was only yesterday that she accidentally flashed Xiao Gu. But now, she’s here sitting with him harmoniously and eating noodles happily, this is quite wrong, isn’t it?
She frowned and glared at Xiao Gu. “Don’t talk to me, we are still in the cold war.”
Xiao Gu put down the chopsticks in his hand and couldn’t help but laugh in answer: “If you feel that you’ve lost too much, I can take my clothes off for you.”
“Houkeke …” Mi Qing choked at his shamelessness, and looked at him angrily and a bit shyly, “Who wants to see you, pervert!”
