[Soul Soul Floating Life Like a Dream] Snowy Night

After this news, Xiao Jiu switched the TV to the children's channel, where "SpongeBob SquarePants" was playing, and the yellow sponge holding a net bag was running all over the sea floor chasing translucent jellyfish, Xiao Jiu giggled.

Zhu Hong held her chin and looked at Xiao Jiu, thinking that this child was extremely cute, although she didn't want to have one by herself.

Zhao Yunlan still leaned on Shen Wei, and said amidst Xiao Jiu's laughter, "Xiao Wei, here is an orange."

Supporting Zhao Yunlan's back with one hand, Shen Wei leaned over to get an orange, wrapped it in a tissue and sat back to peel the orange for Zhao Yunlan.

Seeing this, Guo Changcheng asked Chu Shuzhi: "Brother Chu, do you want to eat oranges?"

Chu Shuzhi glanced at him: "If you want to eat, peel it yourself."

Guo Changcheng: "Oh..." Then he took an orange and peeled it.

Zhu Hong smelled the sour smell of love from the smell of orange peels in the room, and rolled her eyes to the sky. Fortunately, she was not the only single dog in the room.

"Hongxue, when are you going to get married?" Zhu Hong threw the entertainment news host's unanswered question to the two hostesses.

Fu Hongxue glanced at Ye Zun, and said with a smile, "There's no rush, no matter what, you have to write three letters and six rituals."

Daqing just threw a chicken leg from the dining table, and asked as he gnawed, "Sanshu... what is it?"

"Three scriptures and six ceremonies are old wedding rites in ancient times, and Starfish has such a tradition for thousands of years." Professor Shen explained the specific content of the three scriptures and six ceremonies.

Ye Zun raised his eyebrows after hearing this: "What? Are you still planning to take a birthday test? What if our horoscopes don't match?"

"That's right, what kind of feudal superstition?" Zhao Yunlan took the peeled orange from Shen Wei's hand and stuffed a piece into his mouth, "Mmm, sweet." He said without turning his head He accurately handed a piece of orange to Shen Wei's mouth.

With so many people in the room, Professor Shen didn't have the nerve to take it with his mouth, so he stretched out his hand and stuffed it into his mouth to chew carefully.

Zhao Yunlan said: "According to me, just pick a day with good weather and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register, right Xiaowei?"

Shen Wei: "Yes."

Zhao Yunlan said again: "I'm talking about Ye Zun and Hongxue, we can't talk so simple, wait for me to buy a new house first—"

Zhao Yunlan hadn't finished speaking yet, with a whoosh, an orange pierced through the air from Ye Zun's direction.

Shen Wei's eyes froze, and the next moment his hand was already in front of Zhao Yunlan's face, grabbing the orange that Ye Zun threw at Zhao Yunlan's nose.

Zhao Yunlan relaxedly ate the orange peeled by Shen Wei from the beginning to the end, and even smiled provocatively at Ye Zun.

If Fu Hongxue hadn't pressed Ye Zun's wrist in time, Ye Zun would have picked up a bunch of grapes on the table after being provoked by this provocative smile.

In the kitchen, Luo Fusheng looked at the lively living room through the glass door.

Chou sprinkled some salt into the soup pot, turned around and said, "You'd better go to bed and lie down, the wound hasn't fully healed yet, don't move around."

Luo Fusheng smiled and said: "This little injury is not a problem, what can I do for you?" As he said that, he was going to serve a pot of stewed beef with carrots next to him, but Chou hurriedly blocked him, "Luo Fusheng, can you help me?" Can't you spare me some snacks?"

Luo Fusheng looked innocent: "I just want to help."

"You can do me the greatest favor by lying on the bed." Ugly said.

Luo Fusheng pursed his lips, turned around and left.

When Chou asked Luo Cheng to bring out the last dish for everyone to eat, Luo Fusheng was not seen.

"Where's Luo Fusheng?" Chou asked.

Luo Cheng took a handful of chopsticks and came out of the kitchen: "Go to the room and lie down. He said he wants to recover from his injuries. He was still alive and kicking before!"

Chou went straight to his and Luo Fusheng's room.

Luo Fusheng had just been discharged from the hospital, and Chou was worried that Luo Cheng's carelessness would not be able to take care of him, so he shared a room with Luo Fusheng for the convenience of taking care of him.

As soon as the door was opened, Peking opera was playing on the mobile phone next to the bed, and a Huadan was singing inside. Luo Fusheng sat on the bed wearing only a shirt, closed his eyes and shook his head.

It was already dark outside, and the curtains hadn't been drawn yet.

Chou walked to the bed, picked up the phone and turned off the music inside. As soon as the music stopped, Luo Fusheng opened his eyes, looking at Chou with sparkling eyes: "I'm lying down and resting." He said begging for compliments expression.

Chou felt that Luo Fusheng was just another Xiaojiu, he laughed and said, "Get up and eat."

Luo Fusheng didn't wait for the compliment, so he was a little unwilling. When he stood up, he took a deep breath on purpose and secretly looked at Chou, who quickly supported him: "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"

"It's okay, help me out." Luo Fusheng said with a smile.

"Why get out of bed when the wound hurts? Lie down on the bed!"

Luo Fusheng was taken aback for a moment, he planned to secretly drink a few sips of wine today, he hurriedly said: "Now it doesn't hurt anymore."

"It doesn't matter if it doesn't hurt, you're hurt so don't hold on." Chou said, "I'll bring you the food later."

Luo Fusheng failed to pay attention to a blog, and was stuffed back on the bed. Looking at the ugly back and the ugly sentence from outside, "Luo Fusheng's wound hurts, he won't come out to eat with us", Luo Fusheng almost wanted to cry. tears.

What does it mean to commit suicide?

That's probably how he is...

Because Luo Fusheng was still recovering from his injuries, everyone dispersed after dinner.

The heater in the room was fully turned on, and by the time Chou cleaned up the dining table and returned to the room, Xiao Jiu and Luo Cheng had already gone back to their rooms to sleep, and Luo Fusheng had already fallen asleep.

"Luo Fusheng, I've taken the medicine." Chou held a glass of warm water in one hand and the medicine in his palm.

Luo Fusheng had been half leaning on the bedside waiting for him, but now he heard him speak, opened his eyes and asked, "Why don't you let it go and clean it up tomorrow?"

Chou put the medicine and water in Luo Fusheng's hands: "How can you be willing to dirty such a good home?"

Luo Fusheng took the medicine and put the cup on the bedside table.

Chou walked to the other side, opened his quilt and sat on the pillow, looked at Luo Fusheng and said, "Miss Zhu Hong told me today that she can help Xiaojiu contact the school, and ask the teacher for tutoring lessons before the year. I will officially go to school after a year."

Luo Fusheng hummed.

Chou said again: "When you recover from your injury, I plan to go out and find a job, otherwise it won't be a problem to rely on Hongxue and Ye Zun for help."

Luo Fusheng said: "What are my brothers doing to see others like this? Back then when they bought Jade Jue, I wiped out all of my family's money. Let's wait for the new year and the spring to find a job. Don't worry."

ugly:"……"

Luo Erdao, who never takes money seriously, really has a big heart.

Chou had been busy all afternoon, and now he was a little tired, so he asked, "Turn off the lights?"

Luo Fusheng: "Close."

Chou turned off the light, and the two lay side by side. Luo Fusheng cautiously poked his fingers out of his bed, and quietly probed into the bed next to him. He didn't dare to stretch it out when he felt the heat.

"Ugly."

"Ok?"

"Do you think our bedtime conversation is very similar to..."

"what?"

"It's... the TV series I watched in the hospital, the one I discussed before going to bed at night for my children to go to school..."

"……what do you want to say in the end?"

"...It's nothing, go to sleep."

"OK, good night."

"Good night……"

In the darkness, Luo Fusheng sighed, and was about to withdraw the finger that crossed the boundary, when suddenly a fingertip touched his hand, and the next moment Luo Fusheng's hand was held.

Luo Fusheng was stunned, and blurted out a sentence: "Why are your hands so cold?" After speaking, he regretted, the ugly action had already explained something, he obviously had many better things to say, why did he ask him this one?

Chou said: "When I took a shower, the hot water was not enough, so I used cold water to wash it."

"Are you stupid? It's a cold day." Luo Fusheng's heart was beating wildly, and he pretended to be calm, "Come here, I'll give you the warmth."

"it is good."

As Chou's voice fell, Luo Fusheng felt a body approaching in the dark...

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