Downstairs, Xia Mei's lips curled into a smile.
Huang Rong's expression of doubting her life just now was so cute that he almost couldn't help but pinch her cheek.
Thinking about the original novel, where Sister Rong, who had gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, was extremely intelligent and exquisite, he felt even more amused.
He shook his head and continued eating.
Half an hour later.
A pair of chopsticks joined the ranks of the food. He looked up and saw that it was Huang Rong.
After taking a shower, the black coal on her face was washed away, and she changed into a set of ordinary long clothes. However, the black felt hat on her head did not match her snow-white skin at all.
She couldn't take off her hat. If she did, her beautiful face and long hair would instantly expose her identity.
"How is it? Am I handsome?"
Huang Rong smiled proudly. Although she was a girl, Huang Rong was very confident in her man's dressing.
"Just so-so."
He glanced at her indifferently and quickly hid his surprise. Her exquisite face could not hide her beauty at all.
Even if she was wearing a man's long clothes, such a beautiful face would still be recognized as a woman. No wonder she used black coal to blacken her face previously.
"This is for you."
"Hat? Why did you…"
"Your hat is too dirty, so I bought one for you."
She continued to eat her food with an indifferent expression.
"Thank you…"
"You're welcome. The money for the hat will also come from your monthly salary."
“……”
The corners of Huang Rong's mouth twitched. She had never seen such a greedy person. She was almost touched again!
She glared at Xia Mo, trying to make her feel guilty. After more than ten minutes, her eyes were dry, and Xia Mo had no intention of looking up. He didn't look guilty at all.
In the end, Huang Rong could only turn her grief into appetite and sweep the food on the table like a whirlwind.
Was it hot? She had been showering for at least half an hour, but she was still hot.
Looking carefully, every dish was full and he hadn't eaten much.
The smart Huang Rong immediately thought of something. A warm current flowed through his heart.
This person really had a sharp tongue but a soft heart…
Smiling knowingly, Huang Rong felt that Xia Xia had become even more handsome in her eyes.
However, how did he know that I had finished showering?
A new question appeared. Huang Rong's face darkened completely.
After dinner, Xia Mo brought Huang Rong back to her room, who still had a foul look on her face.
"Hey, where should I sleep?"
Seeing Xia Mo on the bed, Huang Rong knew that the bed was definitely not prepared for her.
"Anything."
After a day of running, Xia Xia was a little tired.
"But there's no place…"
"The table and chairs are up to you."
"But…I…"
The cold bench was so narrow and hard. Even if he wanted to sleep, he couldn't.
Lying on the table? Huang Rong would never do that.
"Hiss ~"
Huang Rong shook her body. The cold night breeze blew, and Huang Rong's thin body trembled.
Gritting her snow-white teeth, Huang Rong's eyes flashed with determination.
She quickly got up, climbed into bed, pulled the blanket over her, and closed her eyes.
“……”
Xia Mo turned around and saw Huang Rong with her back to him.
He didn't say anything and just smiled. This was the effect he wanted.
"Don't move, or I'll kick you off the bed later."
"Hmm…Mm."
Her voice was very muffled, but Huang Rong reluctantly agreed. She was a little girl, and she was already very shy to lie on the same bed as Xia Mei. How could she still have the mood to talk back?
"Can you stop moving?"
For an hour, Huang Rong tossed and turned. She couldn't fall asleep even at the end of summer.
Of course, Xia Mo didn't kick Huang Rong off the bed. If he really did, he would really be brainless.
"I…"
Huang Rong was also in despair. It was her first time lying on the same bed as a man. It was inevitable that she would lose sleep.
"I can't sleep."
Thousands of words finally converged into a sentence that made Xia Mo despair.
"What exactly do you want?"
"Um…"
Brother, I really can't sleep. It's not like I want anything.
" How about…" In the darkness, Huang Rong rolled her eyes and said," you sing for me?"
"Singing?"
Xia Mo's mouth twitched. Damn it, who was the master and who was the servant?
Although he didn't treat Huang Rong as a servant, their current relationship was that of a master and servant.
Have you ever seen a master sing to coax his servant to sleep?
"That's right. When I couldn't sleep when I was young, my father would sing to me…"
Thinking of Shi Guang when she was young, Huang Rong's face broke into a warm smile.
Huang Laoxie really doted on her. He was almost obedient.
"It's just that I've grown up, and Daddy hasn't sung for me anymore…"
His voice became melancholic again.
Young miss, you are a girl. You have grown up, but your father is still singing for you at night. That would be strange, okay?
Huang Rong was very smart, but sometimes, her emotions blocked her intelligence.
Xia Mo sighed. Since the young miss had said so, Xia Mo had no choice but to woo the young miss.
"Are you going to sleep obediently after I sing for you?”
He sighed. In the end, Huang Rong turned the tables.
"Yeah, yeah."
In the darkness, Huang Rong's eyes were filled with anticipation.
"I'll sing you a song from my hometown."
Taking a deep breath, a long-lost melody lingered in his mind. This was Xia Mei's favorite song in his previous life.
"A song from your hometown?"
"Yeah."
He was a modern person, so how could he sing an ancient song?
With the background of Condor Shooting, the songs were all in classical Chinese…
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