Miss Cousin is Always Busy

"I can't even protect myself, how can I protect you."

Luo Minghuan's voice was so soft that it seemed to be talking to himself, with a hint of self-mockery.

She lifted her chin lightly, with a chill.

Gentleman Shu felt very sorry for her. She was supposed to be a stunningly talented person, but she was trapped in a cage and rotted a little bit.

"Then I will protect you."

The gentleman wrote in front of Luo Minghuan, raised his head and looked at her with a bright expression on his face.

"I'm very powerful. I have great strength. Even Er Niu can't beat me. If someone bullies you in the future, just tell me and I'll help you beat her."

Jun Zi Shu puffed his cheeks and waved his little fist.

"Ha, how old are you, and you still want to protect me?"

Luo Minghuan poked Junzishu's baby-fat face with his finger, his hand was soft and felt good.

"I'm 17 and I'm big and big!"

Gentleman's book made a gesture, showing that he is really big.

"Still a child."

Luo Minghuan poked the gentleman's book again, and his mood seemed to improve a lot.

17 years old, 15 years old looks, seven years old inside.

"That's not it, why are your hands so cold, I'll give you a whir."

Jun Zishu felt that the fingers on her face were really cool, especially when he was holding them in his hands.

She wrapped one of Luo Minghuan's hands with both hands, blowing hot air into it, and rubbing her hands.

Luo Minghuan was taken aback for a moment, the warmth radiating from the palm of her hand made her feel very strange.

The girl in front of her was blowing on her very seriously, her lips were pursed, her appearance was soft and cute.

Compared with hers, those hands are a healthier milky white.

She looks innocent and carefree, and she should be raised well.

"Do you feel warmer now?"

Jun Zishu stopped his movements, raised his head and looked at Luo Minghuan begging for praise.

"Ah."

Luo Minghuan took his hands out of those hands, and when the warmth disappeared, his fingers still had the feeling of touch just now, and there was some feeling of reluctance for no reason.

The wooden door was knocked lightly, and a servant girl's voice sounded at the door.

"Second Miss, your medicine."

"Come in."

The maid put the medicine on the table, and the white porcelain bowl was filled with black concoction, which tasted bitter to the root of the tongue.

Luo Minghuan picked up the bowl and drank it down in small sips.

The servant girl handed over the handkerchief, and Luo Minghuan wiped the corner of her lips, then she reached out to take it, and left with the bowl.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't dare to look up at Junzi's book.

The door was closed, and the gentleman's book spoke.

"Sir, you are too powerful!"

"Ok?"

After drinking the medicine, Luo Minghuan raised his eyes, and saw his newly baked little lady looking at her with shining adoring eyes, a little inexplicable.

"I was sick before, and my mother asked me to drink medicine. I refused to drink it, so she coaxed me. I took a sip and vomited it out immediately. It was so painful. In the end, my mother beat me up and forced me to drink it. But mother later gave me candied fruit, which is sweet."

Jun Zishu frowned at first, then smiled again.

Luo Minghuan listened to her talk, and the image of this person drinking medicine while wiping his tears in grievance, his whole face wrinkled from suffering appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"You can drink the medicine without eating candied fruit, it's amazing."

Jun Zishu looked at Luo Minghuan as if he was looking at a hero.

You can do things that children think are great, and in their eyes, you are a hero.

Luo Minghuan squeezed his fingers, you little fool.

She didn't speak, and the room fell into silence.

After a while, the sound of stomach growling broke the silence.

"hungry?"

Luo Minghuan's eyes rolled over Junzishu's stomach, Junzishu covered his belly in embarrassment, and puckered his mouth.

"They didn't give me anything to eat today. They gave me an apple there, but they didn't allow me to eat it. They let me hold it in my hand. I haven't eaten all day."

Jun Zishu's whole body showed mourning, and with his face crossed, he accused the group of people of giving her food but not letting her eat it too much.

"Can Yuanyuan eat?"

Jun Zishu looked at Luo Minghuan expectantly, and tugged at the corner of her clothes.

Before Luo Minghuan could answer, he heard the man's rapid-fire words again.

"Mother said, I won't be hungry after I marry you, I can eat delicious food and drink spicy food! But my mother said again, I have to listen to you obediently, otherwise you will get angry, and you won't let me eat If I have something, I will be locked in the firewood room and let me stay in it alone, there are mice and worms in it, it’s so miserable, if I am obedient, can you let me eat?”

Junzishu's eyes were shining, and he looked extremely cute.

Luo Minghuan let out a chuckle, and realized that the little fool in front of him was a little cunning.

"Like a cloud."

She called out loudly, and there was a figure shaking outside the house.

"Miss, the servant is here, do you have any orders?"

"Let the kitchen make some porridge."

"Yes."

"Have a good rest, someone will come and give you something to eat later, cough cough cough."

After Luo Minghuan finished speaking, he coughed again, and his pale face was flushed sickly.

"Aren't you going to sleep with me?"

After reading the gentleman's book, Luo Minghuan had the intention of leaving, and asked with a confused expression.

"I'm suffering from the wind and cold, if I sleep with you, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well."

Luo Minghuan shook his head, his eyes were like a ghost, making it difficult to see the emotions inside.

"I'm a sound sleeper. My mother said that thunder would not wake me up. Honghong also said that the bride will live with the groom."

Luo Minghuan pursed his lips, but he didn't want to argue with Junzishu, so he turned around and was about to leave.

But suddenly felt a gust of wind, someone hugged her waist, and stuck a warm and soft person behind her.

Luo Minghuan, who had never been so close to others, froze.

"I'll go wherever you go, you have to take me with you."

Luo Minghuan covered his lips, coughed in a muffled voice, and his body shook for a while.

Jun Zishu quickly patted her on the back to help her feel better.

"Sir, don't want Yuanyuan, okay? Yuanyuan is obedient."

Sister, please, let's sleep together, girls are really not afraid.

Gentleman Shu tried his best to pretend to be cute and cute, but he felt that it was going to fail.

Luo Minghuan didn't need to raise his head to know the expression of the girl behind him.

It must be flustered and pitiful.

The girl's eyes are just like her name, round and round. When looking at people, people can feel her sincerity.

Luo Minghuan felt that there must have been an accident in her life.

Clinging to her body, different from her broken body, with a healthy and vigorous vitality, like a new sprout, stretching her body.

She looked so innocent, so different from this lifeless place hidden under the gorgeous shell.

Luo Minghuan turned around, and the girl followed suit, lying in her arms.

The girl's body is well-proportioned, neither plump nor thin, and it feels good when hugged.

"it is good."

Looking into the eyes of the gentleman's book, Luo Minghuan said such a sentence out of nowhere, and when she realized what she had promised, it would be too late to regret it.

Obviously her original plan was not like this.

Before Luo Minghuan had time to be upset, he saw the smile on Jun Zishu's face. She smiled in her arms and blinked at her.

The annoyance was washed away like this, and it seemed that even the whole body was glowing with sweetness.

It's good that such a simple person doesn't have any troubles, Luo Minghuan sighed in his heart.

Ruyun quickly brought porridge and side dishes over, placed them on the table, and exited the room.

The porridge is meat porridge, sprinkled with green onion, it looks delicious.

Jun Zishu held up the hem of her skirt and impatiently wanted to walk over. The pearl hairpin on her head was shaking wildly. She pulled it off impatiently, and threw it aside no matter how valuable it was.

Jun Zishu fed himself a mouthful, stood up from the heat, fanned his mouth, and swallowed the porridge vaguely.

Playing a little fool is really a test of acting skills.

There must also be a kind of courage to walk on the mountain knowing that there are tigers in the mountain.

Xiao Huaxian was dying of laughter, when she saw Junzishu acting like a baby, she couldn't help recalling the mighty and domineering appearance of its host in the past, and then smiled like an aunt.

It is impossible to laugh at the host in front of the host, even in this life.

Xiao Huaxian silently peeped at the screen, and watched secretly.

When he was almost done eating, Jun Zishu suddenly stopped and went to look at Luo Minghuan.

"Are you hungry? Do you want porridge? This is delicious. It's the best porridge I've ever had."

Jun Zishu's face was full of satisfaction, he pointed to the porridge at Luo Minghuan, but he held the spoon tightly, feeling a little bit reluctant.

"You drink."

Luo Minghuan only thinks that the little fool is very interesting, even eating is very interesting.

Is this the sudden thought of wanting to please her while eating?

Even the act of flattering her was so careless, after she expressed her intention, she continued to eat as if she was relieved.

After he was full, Jun Zishu wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and looked at Luo Minghuan with dripping eyes.

"What more do you want?"

"No more."

Jun Zishu rubbed his stomach, ran to the bed, and sat on the bed.

There was no white cloth on the bed, and there were no longan, peanuts and dates under the sheets. Two women got married and gave birth to a precious child. If one of them was pregnant, it would be a strange thing.

"Sir, come and sleep."

Jun Zishu yawned, water splashed in her eyes, she wiped her eyes to wipe away the wetness.

She patted the bed and extended an invitation to Luo Minghuan.

Jun Zishu undressed herself clumsily, and she was in a hurry when she didn't untie it for a long time.

"Why can't I take off this dress?"

"I come."

Luo Minghuan saw Junzi Shu's posture about to tear his clothes, and stretched out his fingers to unbutton the Junzi Shu nimbly.

Jun Zishu was happy, and he got under the quilt in his underwear.

"Come on, Mr. Xiang."

Luo Minghuan went to pick a candle, and untied his clothes.

As soon as she was lying on the bed, a source of heat gathered around her.

"You're so cold, I'll warm your hands."

Gentleman Shu took Luo Minghuan's hand and placed it on his chest.

Suddenly touching a large lump of softness, Luo Minghuan only felt the heat burn all the way from his hand to his heart.