Rita's stupid husband

In life, it doesn't matter if you are stupid, stunned or foolish, just keep it simple. If you are too shrewd, too clear, too understanding, you will be sad, sad, and tired, and you will only suffer. Whether it's friends, relatives, or lovers, don't be too serious. Only when you are confused can you get along with each other. This is the greatest understanding.

——Night Cat Wu Xin

"What, what about six-pack abs! Get out of here right now!"

Xiao Kong is very angry now. After all, he is still a big boy and can be shy.

"What are you afraid of? It's not like I haven't seen it before when I was a kid."

Rita had already seen his whole body when she was very young. The more she said this, the more shy Xiao Kong became: "That was when I was a child! It's different now!"

Rita did it on purpose. She put the white shirt on the cabinet and said with a smile: "The clothes you want to change are placed here. Remember to change them after washing."

"Ah, I understand, Rita, get out quickly!"

Seeing his shy look, Rita couldn't help but laugh. She closed the door gently, and Xiao Kong could continue washing with peace of mind.

"Hey, does Rita still think of me as a child?"

After taking a shower, Xiao Kong put on the clean white shirt. Since there were no pants that fit him, he could only continue to wear the same outfit.

He walked to the living room, where Rita was sitting on the sofa, making tea for him. Seeing him coming, I turned back to look at him: "Have you finished washing?"

"Ah."

"That shower gel smells pretty good."

Kuuga sat next to Rita, and neither of them spoke in silence. Rita kept looking at his side face, as if her heart would feel warm whenever she saw Kuuga.

"..."

"..."

Xiao Kong felt a little embarrassed when Rita looked at her. He kept pouting and blinking, and did not dare to look at her.

"Why aren't you talking?"

Rita asked while smiling. Xiao Kong turned to look at her, feeling a little nervous: "I don't know what to say either."

"Obviously, there are a lot of things I want to say to Rita, but now that we have met, I don't know what to say."

After listening to her words, Rita held his hand and whispered softly: "Xiao Kong's big hand is so hot..."

"It's so warm to the touch."

"It doesn't matter, I understand everything..."

"Xiao Kong is a little unbelievable now, touched and excited, so I don't know what to say, right?"

Rita knew him best, and Kuuga nodded. This also proved that the old naughty boy was really capable and would do what he said.

"Uh-huh..."

"How has Rita been doing these past few years? No one is bullying Rita, right?"

What Xiaokong is most curious about is naturally how Rita has been living these years, but she has experienced so much that she really can’t explain it in a sentence: "In general, I am living a good life. After three years of training, I was arranged to be Bianca's guardian, to guard her growth, and now as her lieutenant..."

"No one has ever bullied me, don't worry Xiao Kong."

Rita's smile towards Xiao Kong is always so sincere. In the eyes of others, the word 'mysterious' has always been synonymous with her. She is so low-key that many times people forget that she is a noble person. The S-class Valkyrie.

Rita rarely mentions her past. To be precise, she won't even talk about herself because she believes that the memories between herself and Xiao Kong are the most important treasures in her life and belong only to her and Xiao Kong.

"That, that's good..."

"This dress on Rita looks so beautiful."

That maid outfit 'Dark Rose' was so stunning in Xiao Kong's eyes. Rita wanted to hear his comments: "Does it look good? Tell me what's good about it?"

"Well...how should I put it..."

“I can’t say what’s beautiful about it, but it’s just beautiful.”

"Rita looks good in anything she wears, hehe."

He smiled innocently, and Rita smiled...

"Do you like it, Xiao Kong?"

"If you like it, I'll wear it for Xiao Kong to see every day."

She still doted on him so much. Kuga scratched his head and said, "No, Rita can wear whatever she wants. I like them all anyway."

They sat together, the atmosphere in the room was so quiet, and their pure feelings did not need words to express, because as long as they looked at each other, they could feel at ease with each other.

"Xiao Kong, have you been waiting for me every day these years?"

Hearing Rita's question, Sora took out the bow hairpin from his trouser pocket, opened his palm and showed it to her: "I take it every day and go to the airport to miss Rita."

"Huh? Every, every day?"

Rita was a little surprised. For nine years, 108 months, 3285 days and hours, he went there to miss Rita for at least four hours every day.

"Why? You know I won't come back..."

Rita couldn't believe it, that he had been like this when they were students in Manchester, that he had been like this so long apart, so far apart.

"I, I just want to wait for Rita..."

"I always feel in my heart that Rita will come back today..."

"If Rita really comes back, then I have to pick her up as soon as possible..."

"So, every day I..."

At this moment, Rita was in tears. No one understood the fool's thinking logic. She hugged Xiaokong and said to him...

"What a fool who doesn't know how to adapt..."