Chapter 258 Bed
Lying in the cold quilt, Linzhou's longing for Jiang Xiyue gradually deepened.
The reason is simple.
During this period, whenever I stayed at home, the quilt was always kept warm by the little girl, and when I snuggled in it, it smelled pleasant.
I can’t enjoy today…
Looking at the screen of his mobile phone, Linzhou was very bored. Jiang Xiyue was going to stay at her mother's house for one night and her mobile phone was out of battery.
And there is no charger at home that she can use. The last time I went back...
Fortunately, Linzhou had been taking care of the children all day and was physically and mentally exhausted, so he fell asleep quickly.
It didn't take long before snoring could be heard in the room.
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The next day, Jiang Xiyue was sitting at home with a can of yellow peaches in her hand. She pulled the pull ring hard, and as expected , the pull ring fell off.
Out of habit, the girl raised her head and shouted.
"Zhou Zhou, help me open the can, I want to eat..."
After noticing no response, Jiang Xiyue sighed helplessly and got up to go to the kitchen to find a kitchen knife. Only a kitchen knife could split open the lid of this iron can of yellow peaches.
Holding the kitchen knife, the girl gestured at the can a few times, and then put the knife back.
Let the stupid Zhou Zhou stay in his hometown for a few more days.
If I accidentally cut my hand, I would definitely change my flight ticket and come back directly...
Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Xiyue looked at the canned food and snacks on the table, sighed, put on her slippers, and staggered towards the studio.
Now only painting can calm her down and make her feel less bored.
She is now accustomed to sharing everything she encounters with a certain bad guy. This is of course a good thing for lovers, but since they are going to get married in a few years, they still have to learn to reserve a quiet space for each other.
Jiang Xiyue opened her big box of paint and frowned when she looked at the empty white part.
After searching the cupboard for a long time, she was sure of one thing: the white paint was used up.
This is not easy. She can adjust other colors, but she really can't adjust white...
Although it was easy to buy it outside, she really didn't want to go out alone. After thinking for a moment, Jiang Xiyue opened the cabinet next to her and took out a bag of white powder.
This is the lead white commonly used by old painters. Because it is poisonous, it is no longer easy to buy.
Taking a small bowl, Jiang Xiyue squatted on the ground and mixed enough white for today's use, muttering, "When Zhou Zhou comes back this time, let him go with me to buy some painting materials."
While looking for paint, Jiang Xiyue discovered that there was not much paper left at home and half of the paintbrushes were frizzy.
After finishing everything, the girl sat in front of the drawing board. As soon as she picked up the paintbrush , her whole temperament changed. But she was too lazy to draw a draft today, so she just painted it directly.
The girl can still be distracted during the painting process.
She was thinking about the difference between dependence and love, but it didn't take her long to figure it out.
Dependence is actually a part of love, it is not what it says on the Internet...
You just depend on him, you don't really like him.
Then why do you only rely on him and not on others?
Today Jiang Xiyue is going to draw a dwarf succubus knight, but it must be a serious painting. Zhou Zhou has told her that it requires creativity, or in other words, it wants to have creative ideas that can make people eyes light up.
The best way is to take two normal things and stitch them together with one outrageous thing.
The girl's brushstrokes were very bold, and it didn't take long for the general content to appear on the paper. The next step was to refine it.
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As she was drawing, Jiang Xiyue suddenly smelled her favorite aroma of braised pork, followed by chili peppers, and... Chinese sausage fried rice...
But she just thought she smelled it wrong.
After all, Stupid Zhou Zhou is thousands of kilometers away...
The nanny has also resigned, and this smell should not be present in this house now.
That can only be a phantom smell, most likely due to hunger.
Stopping what she was doing, Jiang Xiyue casually threw the paintbrush into the bucket, then stood up to get something to eat.
The food I make myself is not tasty, so I'd better order takeout later.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xiyue pushed open the door of the studio.
But she remembered that the studio door was closed, so why was it half-closed just now...
But as soon as the girl walked into the living room, she saw Lin Zhou sitting on the sofa, chewing half an apple, looking around...
Am I hallucinating because of hunger? Should I call 120?
Jiang Xiyue thought so until Linzhou threw the apple core into the trash can, "Yueyue, it's time to eat. Are you surprised or not ?"
The girl, who was originally tense, immediately relaxed after hearing these words, trotted over, and threw herself directly into Linzhou's arms.
"Stupid Zhou Zhou, aren't you coming back the day after tomorrow?"
Hearing Jiang Xiyue's soft voice, Lin Zhou couldn't hold it in anymore and complained about what happened this morning in a low voice, "My dad knew I left you alone at home, so he got very angry and kicked me out of the house."
After she finished speaking, the girl smiled, then chuckled and hugged Linzhou's waist tightly.
"You're so tired from traveling, but you still cook for me? I smell Chinese sausage fried rice..."
"Ha, I came back at one o'clock in the afternoon, and it's four o'clock in the afternoon now. I even took a nap on the sofa." Linzhou pointed at the wall clock helplessly.
Soon Jiang Xiyue realized that she had been painting a picture from eight in the morning to four in the afternoon.
After lying on the sofa for a few minutes, Linzhou stood up and brought Jiang Xiyue to the restaurant.
"Yueyue, you may not believe this, but when I was taking care of the child yesterday, I almost became a father."
"Eh? Tell me in detail!"
Seeing the curious expression on the girl's face , Linzhou could only tell the story, of course adding some exaggerations, such as how he taught the child to speed through the first level of Super Mario.
The process of taking care of the baby was very boring, but Jiang Xiyue listened very carefully and didn't even have time to eat her favorite fried rice.
When Linzhou mentioned that the little boy proposed to his mother on his behalf, the girl finally smiled happily.
"Ah... then how did you answer?"
"Of course I refused. If that auntie works hard, she can become my mother." After saying that, Linzhou picked up the bowl to eat. He was a little hungry after waiting for Jiang Xiyue to paint for such a long time.
After hearing this explanation, Jiang Xiyue also picked up the chopsticks and aimed at the braised pork on the plate.
"So, stupid Zhou Zhou, you rushed back, don't you have any personal reasons?"
"Yes, the quilt is too cold, it's hard to sleep... I'd rather hold you..."
