Chapter 1781 Extra Story: Whose Boy (12)

"are you done?"

A girl's voice came from outside, urging.

The door was slowly opened.

Hongdou immediately looked over there, the hand hanging by her side was clenched nervously, and she unconsciously held her breath.

In the chest, bang bang, bang bang, is the disordered heartbeat.

When he came out of the room, she looked at that face, tears quickly filled her eyes.

As time passed, she seemed to see the young man standing in front of the courtyard of Xinghua Village.

Tsing Yi, tall and straight, elegant. Seventy-seven and eighteen-year-olds in their family look like this.

"Seven... Qiqi..." Uncontrollably, she opened her lips and murmured, her voice trembling.

"Qiqi? Your brother?"

The man's voice brought Hongdou back to reality, the light and shadow in front of his eyes faded, and he stared again, it was the man's puzzled expression.

Looking into the man's eyes again, Hongdou's trance completely faded away.

It's not the same, it's not the same after all.

Qi Qi's eyes are like night springs, dark and deep but clean, always flowing with tenderness.

But the person in front of him had the same dark and deep eyes, but the fundus of his eyes was engraved with wind and frost.

Hongdou blinked away the water in his eyes without a trace, and concealed the surge in his eyes by turning around to tidy up the table, "During this time, you will temporarily follow me as a helper as my younger brother, and think about leaving when the wind calms down. Otherwise, you will not be able to pass the interrogation at the gate of the city."

Staring at the woman's silhouette pretending to be busy, he responded lightly, "Okay."

"Also, I'll call you Qiqi in front of people, familiarize yourself with this name, you need to..."

"obedient."

"Just remember." She returned to normal in the blink of an eye, walked over and pushed him away from the door, entered the room and closed the door.

The slam sounded like he wanted to smash the door panel into his face.

After standing in front of the door for a long time, he entered the opposite room, which was as simple as leaving.

He lay down with all his clothes on and couldn't sleep.

I missed them all the time when we were far away, but now that we are close in front of our eyes, we find that the distance between each other has become even more distant.

Yay—the sound of the door opening again, and the footsteps of ding ding.

Then his door was kicked open, the girl raised her hand, and a black shadow slammed towards him.

With a muffled bang, it really hit him in the face.

"Cover the quilt to sleep, so as not to be frozen and no one will help me with work tomorrow."

"..." He silently pulled the bedding off his face, helplessly watching the back of the woman slipping back into the room.

It was too obvious on purpose.

It doesn't hurt to hit someone with the quilt, she wants to beat him, it's better to use her fist.

The next morning, the man faintly regretted his thoughts last night.

He saw that the woman was holding a thin bamboo strip that he didn't know where to get, the kind that hurts the most.

He had a subconscious feeling that this was prepared for him.

Throwing the bamboo stick twice in mid-air, Hong Dou signaled the man to pick up the small medical box on the table in the main room, "From now on, you have to be my follower obediently, and work diligently in the medical hall, and you will do whatever I say." What, don't be lazy, don't flirt with others, don't—"

"If you say one, I can't say two. If you point east, I can't go west."

"It's good to know," the girl turned around and walked outside with her little hands behind her back, her face was serious, "Also, remember to call me sister."

"..." Call me sister?

Even before, he never regarded her as his sister.

The girl turned her head and narrowed her eyes to look at him, "If you reveal your secrets, I will be implicated by you. If you dare to be disobedient, I will beat you."

Whoosh! Thin bamboo strips fluttered.

"elder sister."

"Well, good."

The girl turned around and continued to walk out, this time her steps were obviously more cheerful.