While she was thinking, she paid attention to the movement in the room. The sound of chopsticks clashing and the slight scratching of noodles could be heard in her ears, until the crisp sound of chopsticks placed on the edge of the bowl.
She walked in without waiting for Xiao Xian to speak.
When he took the bowl and saw that there was not even a green onion left inside, he raised his lips with a sweet smile.
He put away his expression and looked at the man, "How does it taste?"
Seeing a hint of expectation hidden in her eyes, Xiao Xian wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and casually uttered gentle words.
"It's edible."
Li Miaomiao: "..."
She is asking for trouble. She won't ask again.
Holding the bowl, he picked up the tung oil lamp and turned around to leave.
Just as she was about to step out the door, a cold and distant voice came from behind her.
"You will sleep next door from now on."
Li Miaomiao was slapped. The original owner slept in his room last night, and he spent the whole night on the bench in the main room.
If the original owner hadn't done this today, Xiao Xian would have wanted to live a good life, right?
He responded: "I know."
After cleaning up the kitchen, he walked to the room next to Xiao Xian and gave it a gentle push.
With a squeak.
The stench of sweat was like a hundred pairs of stinky feet crowded into the same small room in the August heat.
She instantly felt her stomach turning. She covered her mouth and held up a tung oil lamp to shine inside.
The room was dirty and airtight, and the quilts beside the bed were piled up in a mess. It was no surprise that it was a small garbage dump.
How did those two servants sleep before?
Xiao Xian had two servants before. Yesterday, the original owner drove them away because they had no money.
She turned her head and exhaled heavily, took another deep breath of fresh air, and rushed in while holding her breath.
Half an hour later, the room was tidy and clean.
He stuffed the sweaty bed quilt into a wooden barrel outside the kitchen, took a few steps back and looked at the contents of the barrel.
Although the room has been cleaned, the smell of sweat inside will take at least a few days of ventilation to dissipate.
Forget it, bear with it.
Walking to the first room on the left, she opened the small wooden box and sighed as she looked at the contents inside.
The Li family didn't have anything as a dowry except the eight boxes of dowry.
The key is that the eight boxes of dowry brought back are all big stones.
Inside were ten copper coins and a set of clothes that had been washed until they turned white. They were prepared by the original owner. She took out the clothes and put the wooden box into the dowry box and locked it up. She went to the kitchen again.
I blew out the tung oil lamp, poured a basin of cold water, closed the door and wiped myself.
The three-month water was cold enough to penetrate the bone marrow. Li Miaomiao gritted her teeth, wrung out the cloth, shook it out and wiped her body.
He hugged his trembling body and returned to the room holding the relit tung oil lamp.
There was only a layer of sweat-soaked hay on the bed.
One breath makes people feel as if they are suffocating.
She lay on the hay, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
In the middle of the night, she sat up suddenly, her eyes filled with water.
"I can't stand it!"
Xiao Xian's five senses are sensitive and separated by a wall.
He could hear clearly what was happening next door.
He lay flat on the bed like a dead man, listening to the constant rustling next door.
The eyes that had been looking at the tattered mosquito net for a long time without blinking finally moved.
Is she a rat?
After a while, footsteps were heard outside, slowly approaching the door.
He lowered his eyes and looked over, and there was a knock on the door at the same time.
"Knock knock knock."
"Xiao Xian, are you asleep?"
The man's gentle peach blossom eyes were gloomy, his eyes were as dark as black whirlpools, and his whole person was lifeless.
He stared at the door quietly without answering.
At night in the northwest, the cold wind whistled like a knife blade with frost, causing pain on the skin.
Li Miaomiao rubbed her face, but no sound came from inside.
She whispered: "She must have fallen asleep."
Then he opened the door gently and walked in quietly.
"Sorry to bother you."
She was like a thief who closed the door so quietly that she was afraid of waking up the person on the bed.
The moon in the night sky was covered by dark clouds, and the room fell into darkness.
Xiao Xian had excellent eyesight. He watched Li Miaomiao walking upright like a rabbit, walking on the bed with her hands and feet.
He looked at the rough, thin hand on the edge of the bed.
A wave of anger came to my heart.
Li Miaomiao didn't know that her hand was being targeted. In the dark room, her almond-shaped eyes could not see anything.
I don’t know if I was overpowered by the smell of sweat from the next door room.
She actually smelled the scent of soap locust in this room.
She touched the edge of the thin quilt hanging beside the bed, and slowly moved up to the head of the bed.
Bending over, the clear voice was soft.
"Xiao Xian, the smell of sweat in the room next door is too strong. I will stay here for a few nights. I will go back to sleep when the quilt is dry."
In the air, calm breathing and slightly rapid breathing were intertwined, without any ambiguity.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence."
The warm breath blew into the ear and drilled into the center of the ear, and Xiao Xian felt no emotion in his heart.
Li Miaomiao waited for a while before taking off her shoes and climbing up.
Xiao Xian was sleeping outside. If she wanted to crawl inside, she had to crawl over him.
She bent over, her upper body resting on the man's body.
Her hands were inside the bed and her feet were still on the edge of the bed, and she was about to lift her feet to put them in.
A cool and slightly joking voice sounded.
"Like climbing on the bed?"
Li Miaomiao stiffened and turned her head to look at Xiao Xian. Although she couldn't see anything clearly, she was not deaf.
She could still hear the sinister taunts.
This man clearly heard her say that the room next door smelled of sweat, but he still deliberately yandered with her. It seemed that he couldn't get along well with her.
Then she won't pretend anymore.
She curled her lips and smiled and said, "It's only natural to crawl into your husband's bed."
After saying that, she obviously felt that the air temperature suddenly turned cold. She was angry when she was angry. She was asleep anyway.
He stepped over, lifted the quilt, and lay down next to the man.
Li Miaomiao was sleepy after tossing until midnight, and the kind-hearted and cold-hearted Meijiaolang beside her could not stop her from sleeping.
He yawned and closed his eyes.
The sudden presence of someone beside him made Xiao Xian extremely uncomfortable. There was no longer any hypocritical gentleness on his face, and his eyes were as deep as the abyss and as cold as a knife blade.
The pair of sword-shaped eyebrows on the temples look even more sharp.
Steady breathing sounded, and he twirled the pebbles hidden under the sheets, his voice as cold as ice.
"Get off!"
Li Miaomiao opened her eyes, turned around and lay on her side to face him, speaking firmly every word.
"impossible."
When she said the last word, Xiao turned the stone in his hand twice.
court death!
He slowly raised his left hand, murderous intent rising.
The next moment, a slender arm was put on his waist and patted him gently.
Then the warm breath sprayed on his neck along with the woman's words.
"When I wash and dry the quilt tomorrow, I will move it back. Can you bear with it for the next few days?"
"I'm so sleepy, go to sleep."
After Li Miaomiao finished speaking, the hand on the man's waist tightened slightly, she gently pressed her forehead against his shoulder, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
The room was as quiet as dead water, and Xiao Zhan's entire right arm was numb and he didn't even move.
He squinted at the woman's not-so-pretty face with piercing eyes, and the sweet and coaxing words of the woman just now kept echoing in his ears.
Putting his left hand outside the bed, the pebbles turned into fine sand and fell from his fingertips.
Until both fingers are empty.
He retracted his gaze and stared at the mosquito net, staring at it for as long as a cup of tea before closing his eyes.
That's all, I'll keep you alive for a few more days.
