Reborn in the 1970s, the cold soldier is a bit sweet

Facing the chattering Yang Xudong, Chu Xingchen finally couldn't help but kick his legs stretched out under the table, and then signaled to him with his eyes that that was almost enough.

Yang Xudong pursed his lips and replied with his eyes, "That's it."

Chu Xingchen glared at him, ignored him, and turned to pick up food for Wang Xiaoxiao.

Under Chu Xingchen's pressure, Yang Xudong finally stopped speaking and started eating peacefully.

In fact, after the meal, his view of Wang Xiaoxiao had changed.

He raised his head and glanced at Chu Xingchen, thinking to himself that his friend had finally come to the end of his hardships, so he felt relieved.

After eating, Yang Xudong said goodbye because he came out temporarily and had to go back to the hospital to continue working.

Before leaving, he said to Wang Xiaoxiao: "Sister-in-law, I came in a hurry today and didn't bring a gift. I will definitely make up for it next time."

Wang Xiaoxiao raised his eyebrows when he heard the word "sister-in-law". Did he agree so quickly?

She smiled and said, "Okay, come and sit at home when you have time."

Yang Xudong nodded: "Okay."

Chu Xingchen sent him out.

When he walked to the door, Yang Xudong thought for a while and reminded Chu Xingchen: "You should be more careful when eating in the future. Don't let others find out that you eat so well."

Now is a special period, and family homes are close to each other. It would be bad if someone with bad intentions could see it and file a lawsuit.

Chu Xingchen nodded: "Yes, I understand."

After sending Yang Xudong away, Chu Xingchen went back to the house and explained to Wang Xiaoxiao: "I went to the hospital to find him today. He will be here when I come back."

Wang Xiaoxiao was clearing the table. When he heard this, he shook his head nonchalantly: "It's okay, but next time if your friend comes, let me know in advance so that I can be prepared."

"Okay, I understand," Chu Xingchen said, taking the chopsticks from her hand: "I'll do it, you go and rest."

"it is good".

Wang Xiaoxiao sat on the chair boredly, watching Chu Xingchen busy in the kitchen, remembering what Yang Xudong had said to test her before, and asked: "Chu Xingchen, do you have a good relationship with Comrade Yang?"

Although the man was a little annoyed, what he said was all for Chu Xingchen, which was also an important reason why she could patiently reply to those words.

Chu Xingchen thought for a while and replied: "A fateful acquaintance."

During a previous mission, he saved Yang Xudong's life, and the two became good friends since then.

Wang Xiaoxiao said "hmm" after hearing this and said nothing more, just silently remembering these things.

After working hard all afternoon, she was a little tired. She stared at Chu Xingchen for a while, then leaned on the chair to rest.

When Chu Xingchen came out after washing the dishes, he saw that Wang Xiaoxiao had fallen asleep leaning on the chair. He walked softly so as not to disturb her. He went back to the house to get a book and sat in the living room to read and accompany her.

Thinking of the gloves he took from Yang Xudong, he stood up and took them out, placing them in front of Wang Xiaoxiao so that she could see them when she woke up.

Wang Xiaoxiao fell asleep not long ago. When he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw Chu Xingchen reading there.

She rubbed her eyes, "What time is it?"

Her voice when she just woke up was soft and waxy, as if she was being coquettish with him. Chu Xingchen put down the book in his hand, walked over, rubbed her little head, and replied: "It's almost nine o'clock."

Wang Xiaoxiao reached out and patted his hand, and muttered with a smile: "My hair is messed up."

He stood up, stretched, and was about to sit back when he suddenly noticed a pair of gloves on the table in front of him. Judging from the size, they didn't look like those worn by Chu Xingchen. His hands were so big and the gloves were so small.

So this is for her?

He looked at Chu Xingchen: "For me?"

Chu Xingchen nodded: "Try it on and see if it works."

Wang Xiaoxiao picked up the gloves and touched them. They were made of latex and the quality was very good. She tried it on her hands and found that they were soft, smooth, breathable, and elastic. Her fingers could move flexibly: "It's quite comfortable."

"That's good. Wear these gloves when you work on those parts from now on."

When Wang Xiaoxiao heard this, he paused and looked at the scratches on his hand, feeling warm in his heart. This man was really attentive and heart-warming.

She rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Chu Xingchen, you are so kind." She was so kind that she really couldn't bear to let it go to others.

Chu Xingchen looked at her lovingly without saying anything.

Wang Xiaoxiao had never tried wearing gloves when assembling parts. She moved the parts out and couldn't wait to put on gloves to try.

It was a little uncomfortable at first, but I gradually got used to it. Wearing gloves can really protect your hands well.

People often say that hands are a woman’s second face, so of course they should be protected if possible.

Wang Xiaoxiao was very quiet and focused when playing with the parts, and nothing seemed to disturb her.

Chu Xingchen stared at her for a while, then withdrew his gaze, sat aside and read quietly.

The two of them were each doing their own thing. Occasionally they looked up and glanced at each other. Although there were no words, there was a warm atmosphere everywhere.

Wang Xiaoxiao was tired of assembly, so she pinched her neck with her hands and stretched her neck muscles. When she raised her eyes, she saw Chu Xingchen's profile. He looked really handsome when he looked serious.

Short short hair, sharp and distinct profile, high nose, thin lips, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, the facial contour is impeccable.

His heart moved slightly, Wang Xiaoxiao picked up the pen and paper used to draw drawings and started sketching on the paper with the pen.

Her memory is already very good, and the person in front of her is someone she cares about, so his appearance has long been engraved in her mind.

Before long, his outline appeared on the paper.

Time passed by minute by second, and in the air there was only the sound of the pen falling on the paper and the occasional sound of turning the book.

Chu Xingchen's eyes felt a little sore. He rubbed his eyes and looked up to see Wang Xiaoxiao drawing seriously on the paper. He thought he was drawing a blueprint.

He suddenly became interested, put down the book in his hand, walked to her, looked down, and was stunned for a moment.

What is on the paper is not a structural diagram, but a portrait. The man in the painting is sitting on a chair with a book in his hand and looking at it carefully.

She is very attentive, and the charm of the man is vividly portrayed.

The man in the painting was himself, and Chu Xingchen couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

The light above her head was suddenly blocked. Wang Xiaoxiao looked up and saw Chu Xingchen coming to her side at some point. She panicked and tried to cover the content on the paper with her hands, but found that it was already too late.

He simply broke the jar and let him look at it: "How is it?"

"what?"

Wang Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes and asked sheepishly, "How was my painting?" She did not major in art and had never painted portraits before. She only had some basic skills and painted based on feeling.

Chu Xingchen leaned over and looked at it carefully. For a layman like him, the painting was very good, "Very good, you are great."