Liu Zhiheng went to the chicken shed and took out four eggs. After frying them in lard, he added water to make soup. Then he used the soup to cook two bowls of noodles. In this rural area, this kind of food is considered very good.
The snow hadn't stopped yet, so Liu Zhiheng put two bowls of noodles into the food box and carried them into the house.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw Duan Wu Jiu standing in the house, wearing only a pair of light and obscene pants.
The material of the trousers looks very comfortable, but it is a bit too thin. Although it is not transparent, sometimes it is embarrassing just to see the shape.
"Why don't you wear clothes..."
Liu Zhiheng put down the two bowls of noodles, closed the door and complained softly.
The fire was burning brightly in her house, and her house was a wooden house. She was very willing to use wood when it was built, so it was quite warm and not freezing.
He was naked from the waist up, and the pants underneath were so thin that no one dared to look at him.
"Ah Heng didn't leave any clothes for me..."
Liu Zhiheng blushed.
Duan Wu Jiu's clothes were stained with blood and scratched by the sword, so she only had a pair of obscene pants left on. Now it seemed like she was deliberately not wearing clothes.
"I got up and looked for clothes, but this room doesn't seem to be my room. There are no men's things at all." Duan Wujiu looked at Liu Zhiheng with clear eyes and asked, "Is this A Heng's room?"
Liu Zhiheng felt like he was being caught and quickly found an excuse.
"Your room is in another room. Isn't it cold? In order to save firewood, I only burned the heated Kang in one room."
"Then where is my room? Please help Ah Heng get me some clothes."
"Just wait, I'll get it for you."
Liu Zhiheng went to his father's house to find some old clothes he had left behind. His father was about the same height as Duan Wujiu, but his father was thicker, but both of them were very tall people, so Liu Yigu's clothes were worn by Duan Wujiu. It fits well and doesn't reveal anything.
Duan Wujiu put on Liu Yigu's clothes, and the two of them sat down to eat noodles.
"Ah Heng..."
"Um?"
"Aren't these my clothes?"
Liu Zhiheng almost choked on his mouthful of noodles and coughed violently. It took him a while to recover.
Duan Wu Jiu looked at Liu Zhiheng gently, but there was no trace of doubt or blame in his eyes, he was still so gentle.
"Whose clothes are these? I smell other men's scent." Duan Wu Jiu said.
Can you smell this?
"Are you a dog-nosed person?" Liu Zhiheng asked in surprise.
"Maybe, but everyone's smell is different. I can really smell it."
Duan Wujiu's eyes were clear and it didn't look like he was lying.
Liu Zhiheng recalled that the villain seems to have such a setting. Just by the smell of a person, he can judge whether the person is a good person or a bad person, whether he is sick, etc....
But when Liu Zhiheng was reading, he was mainly looking at cars, so he forgot about it for a while.
"Oh, you live in the same house as my dad, and you change your clothes." Liu Zhiheng continued to talk nonsense, "Maybe it's the smell of my dad."
"That's it..." He didn't know whether Duan Wujiu believed it or not, but he didn't continue to dwell on the issue and asked, "What about dad? Why didn't you see him?"
"Dad has gone to work for the county magistrate and won't be back for a while. I also have a younger brother named Liu Zhisheng. You can just call him Sheng'er. He is studying at the academy in the county town and won't be back for more than ten days."
"Doesn't it mean that A Heng and I have been the only two people at home these past ten days?" Duan Wu Jiu's eyes lit up and he whispered, "That's great."
"Where's the best place?"
Liu Zhiheng suddenly felt uneasy.
The mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and she was a woman living with a man. There was no other family within two miles of the surrounding area. It was really dangerous.
Has she lived in modern society for too long, causing her sensitivity to danger to decrease?
It's just that in the book, Duan Wujiu lived with someone like Xie Tinglan for two months, wasn't it a good time? He shouldn't kill her suddenly, right?
Duan Wujiu didn't seem to notice Liu Zhiheng's uneasiness and looked at her with burning eyes, as clear and harmless as a puppy.
"Because I like to smell A-Heng's scent. If A-Heng and I are alone at home, there will only be A-Heng's scent in the house."
Liu Zhiheng breathed a sigh of relief. So that's it. People are using her as fragrance...
"What do I smell like?" Liu Zhiheng was a little curious.
"The smell of Ah Heng is the smell of melting snow in the snowy mountains in spring. It's refreshing and a little warm. I like it very much."
So abstract...
"Then what do you smell like?" Liu Zhiheng asked again.
Duan Wu Jiu smiled, then leaned towards Liu Zhiheng and said, "Ah Heng, smell it yourself."
"No!" Liu Zhiheng shrank back and buried his head in eating noodles, "I can't smell it anyway..."
Not everyone has a dog nose like Duan Wu Jiu.
After having breakfast and clearing away the dishes, Liu Zhiheng saw Duan Wu Jiu taking off his coat and lying back on the heated kang, resting sideways with his eyes closed.
As soon as he heard the door open, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at Liu Zhiheng. His beautiful phoenix eyes contained all the sharpness, making him look gentle and well-behaved.
"I've tidied up the main house for you. Can you move back in today?"
Liu Zhiheng thought for a moment and decided that it was still not safe for the two of them to live in the same house, so he planned to let Duan Wu Jiu live in his father's cabin.
"Didn't Ah Heng say that we need to save firewood in the cold weather, so we live in the same house?"
Liu Zhiheng once again shot himself in the foot. Sure enough, one lie needs more lies to make up for it. Liu Zhiheng felt a little regretful that he had talked nonsense about being a child adoptive husband.
"Don't you have amnesia... I'm worried that you are not used to staying in the same room with me."
"How could it be? I am Ah Heng's child adopter."
Liu Zhiheng choked and hesitated, but still didn't tell the truth.
She was mainly afraid that she would have no reason to leave Duan Wu Jiu here, and he would run away after he recovered from his injuries.
If he ran away, wouldn't the one hundred taels of gold fly with him?
No matter how pretentious it is, Duan Wu Jiu is prettier than her, so she doesn't suffer.
After thinking for a while, Liu Zhiheng took off his shoes and climbed to the other side of the heated kang.
"I took care of you all night yesterday. I'm exhausted. Let me take a nap."
Liu Zhiheng yawned and fell asleep soon.
After Liu Zhiheng fell asleep, Duan Wujiu quietly approached her. He stared at Liu Zhiheng tenderly, but his eyes were not as innocent and harmless as before.
Duan Wujiu's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his hand and moved slowly beside Liu Zhiheng's small oval face, as if he was stroking her face from afar.
"What a good-looking little liar..."
Duan Wu Jiu leaned forward again, resting his head gently on Liu Zhiheng's neck. He closed his eyes, breathed in Liu Zhiheng's breath, felt her body fragrance, and felt that the long-standing irritability in his chest had disappeared.
His Adam's apple rolled, and a satisfied look appeared on his face.
"You can't regret it if you lie to me."
