Chapter 137 Little Dirty Bag

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In the fireworks, a smile appeared on Shen Chaoxi's face.

It overlaps with the smile on the girl’s face ten years ago.

In the cold night, she found Shen Yuan who was still alive from the pile of rotting corpses.

He was dying at the time and was buried under his rotting corpse.

But when she stretched out her hand, Shen Yuan seemed to be stunned for a moment, looking at her nervously.

Shen Chaoxi stepped on the corpse, as if he was not afraid at all.

Staring at his peach blossom eyes, they were very similar to hers.

Well, like a little dirty bag.

He clearly has an extremely pretty little face. As long as the blood on his face is washed away, he will definitely be a fair and beautiful boy.

But when he was rescued from the pile of corpses.

His body was covered in blood and he looked a little pitiful.

"Would you like to come home with me."

It was extremely cold that day, and there seemed to be heavy snowfall.

In the dark space, there were only broken street lamps, leaning against the sea of ​​blood piled with corpses.

There was a fishy smell all around and it was lifeless.

But her voice was like a beam of light, reflecting in Shen Yuan's eyes.

It's like fate.

Shen Chaoxi picked him up and brought him back.

Name him Ayuan.

He was picked up by the eldest daughter of the Shen family. Who dares to say no easily?

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, he is the young master of the Shen family.

Shen Chaoxi's biological brother.

His identity in the Shen family is just like that of the Shen family.

And today's fireworks fell into Shen Yuan's eyes just like they did ten years ago.

Suddenly, a cold feeling came from Shen Yuan's cold white neck.

He lowered his head.

Then he saw Shen Chaoxi standing in front of him, putting a peace charm on his head. It was strung with red threads, like a retro silver medal, with his name written on it.

On the back, there is an extremely small line of words.

peaceful always.

"Sister, what is this?" Shen Yuan's white fingers touched the words engraved on the back of the peace charm.

He raised his eyes and looked at Shen Chaoxi, who was carefully tying the red knot for him.

"How do you think I begged you on the mountain? It's pretty cool, right?"

Shen Chaoxi raised her eyes, glanced at his nervous expression, continued to lower her head, and then put the peace charm on him seriously.

"alright."

Shen Yuan lowered his head, his long eyelashes trembled, and his eyes darkened.

"Like it."

Shen Chaoxi looked at the young man's fair face in the fireworks. He was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and trousers, and had short, soft hair. Shen Chaoxi's face was reflected in his eyes.

"Um."

He touched the peace charm hanging around his neck, and suddenly felt a warmth in his heart.

There was a frown between his cold brows, still looking like an adult.

I don't know since when, Shen Yuan became less talkative.

But it seems that he has been like this since he was a child.

In front of outsiders, Shen Yuan talks little and doesn't like to smile. He has a gloomy and handsome face and his brows are often frowned.

But in front of Shen Chaoxi, he would always respond to her words in a low voice.

Shen Chaoxi: "Happy birthday to seventeen-year-old A-Yuan."

The tips of Shen Yuan's ears were a little red.

His eyes moved down and fell on the cake brought in by the Shen family's servants and placed on the long table in the yard.

There were candles on the table and a panda cake with three-year-old written on it.

This reminded her of when she was a child and went to her grandfather's house in Dongguo. Shen Yuan stared at a black and white panda for a long time.

Shen Chaoxi walked up behind him and asked with a deliberate smile.

"How about it? Doesn't the red panda look good?"

"Well..." Shen Yuan raised his head. He had been reserved and taciturn since he was a child. It was rare for him to admit it.

But when he saw Shen Chaoxi's smiling eyes, a bit of nervousness overflowed from his face, and even his voice became muffled.

"It's a giant panda."

It seemed as if it came from his chest and he swallowed it back alive.

"Huh?" Shen Chaoxi glanced into the bamboo forest in confusion. Shen Yuan, who was a child outside the fence, frowned.

"It's quite small."

"How old are you? He acts like an adult and is not happy at all."

Shen Chaoxi said depressedly, as if she was trying to be connotative. After looking at Shen Yuan beside her, she poked with her finger.

Panda pendants hanging on shelves are sold next to the bamboo fence.

But she didn't know what was going on with her fingers.

There was a bit of dry mud, and the panda pendant was stained by her.

Shen Chaoxi's serious eyes said: "Well, just like our Ah Yuan, a little dirty bag."

Then Shen Chaoxi threw the dirty pendant into Shen Yuan's hands.

"Sister, I'm not..."

Shen Yuan frowned and subconsciously looked at the thing in his hand.

He wanted to refute, but when he saw the smile on Shen Chaoxi's face, he did not interrupt her.

Time flies, so many years have passed.

Shen Chaoxi looked at him and suddenly remembered something.

"Just stay here and be patient."

With that said, she was about to leave, Shen Yuan frowned and looked at her.

Then I waited for about ten minutes.

Shen Chaoxi came out with a bowl of longevity noodles.

Put it in front of Shen Yuan.

"Now, eat quickly."

Ah Yuan’s exclusive longevity noodles.

In the celadon-colored bowl, the noodles are steaming, with green cabbage leaves and fried eggs on top.

Even Shen Chaoxi's three brothers only cooked for her, but they had never eaten what she cooked.

Shen Chaoxi doesn't know how to cook.

But it started many years ago, and now it is the tenth year.

Her craftsmanship has improved from before.

The servants of the Shen family watched with smiles and envy in their eyes.

You know, the eldest lady never goes to the kitchen to cook.

No, probably only the young master Shen Yuan can eat the noodles made by the eldest lady every year, right?

Shen Yuan's long eyelashes trembled.

Shen Chaoxi held his shoulders and pushed him into a chair. Shen Chaoxi sat down opposite him.

The Shen family servant put the cake on the table and went out.

In the yard, the bright moon hung high, and the cool moonlight fell, reflecting on the young man's face.

Unknowingly, the child she picked up has grown so big.

Shen Chaoxi: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Shen Yuan lowered his head and ate the noodles in the bowl seriously. Shen Chaoxi across from him suddenly looked at him and asked with a smile.

I still remember the first time I made longevity noodles for him, I looked at him like this. It was obvious that the eggs were all fried.

And the noodles are as hard as anything and hard to bite.

But Shen Yuan actually said it was delicious. Haha, if she hadn't tasted it later, she would have been deceived by him.

Seeing how delicious he was eating, she really thought she had done a pretty good job.

"Um."

Shen Yuan responded in a low voice.

His dark eyes fell on the face in the bowl.

My stomach felt warm.

In his world, Shen Chaoxi is his only relative.

Shen Chaoxi looked at him and actually started laughing.

But Shen Chaoxi seemed to have forgotten that there was another person going out with her today.

Listen.

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