i just want to bribe you

For a moment, Su Miao stared blankly.

"Can't sleep?" The questioning tone interrupted his gaze.

Peeping was caught on the spot, Su Miao panicked and wanted to look away immediately, but when she came back to her senses, she found that Luo Beiqiao hadn't opened her eyes at all, and her sleeping position was exactly the same as before.

It seems that his eyes are too hot.

Su Miao was very embarrassed. He buried his chin in the quilt, and replied in a muffled voice, "Yeah."

Luo Beiqiao opened his eyes and turned to him.

Su Miao was so stared at that she was so stiff that she didn't dare to raise her head. The appearance of being huddled under the quilt was like a kitten poking out its head from its soft nest.

After a long while, he heard Luo Beiqiao say: "I went back to the old house today, and I heard from my eldest brother and sister-in-law that I will find you a housekeeping aunt who specializes in cooking and cleaning the room."

"Ah?" Su Miao looked at him in surprise, pursed her lips and said, "I can take care of myself, I don't need an aunt."

"Well, I told them to let you stay with me for the rest of the time." Luo Beiqiao ignored Su Miao's surprise and said, "They agreed."

Su Miao didn't know what to say, so she held back for a long time before finally saying: "Uncle, from now on, you will be the one who will support me."

Luo Beiqiao said, "The exam is just over a month away."

Su Miao guessed that what Luo Beiqiao said meant that he only supported himself for more than a month.

After experiencing her lonely takeaway life before, and hearing Luo Beiqiao say that she wanted to support herself, Su Miao especially missed the food cooked by him.

It takes more than a month to raise it for more than a month, and at least I can eat for more than a month.

In the end, Su Miao diverted her attention from the pain by thinking about the delicious dishes Luo Beiqiao had cooked for him, and gradually fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning, the sky was already bright, the curtains were drawn, and the room was bright. Su Miao looked out of the window through the glass and could still see traces of sunlight.

I don't know what time it is.

Su Miao tried to get up with one arm but failed, and the injured arm was painful because of pulling too hard.

He lay powerlessly on the bed, not knowing whether Luo Beiqiao was outside.

After a few minutes, the small door of the inner room was opened, and Luo Beiqiao walked in wearing home clothes and a little yellow duck apron.

His face is still the same serious face that has not changed for thousands of years.

Su Miao was stunned by the cute contrast in front of her eyes, staring straight at the little yellow duck on the apron.

"Are you awake?" Luo Beiqiao approached him with a rare helpless look on his face, "I asked Li Zong to buy ingredients for delivery this morning, and he brought this apron."

Su Miao burst out laughing, and said honestly, "Uncle, you are so cute in contrast."

After he finished speaking, he realized that Luo Beiqiao, an old cadre, might not understand the meaning of Contrast Meng, and explained: "I mean, you look so cute."

Luo Beiqiao didn't speak, and his expression was very indescribable to Su Miao.

"I asked Li Zong to buy some loose pajamas for you and bring them here." Luo Beiqiao took the initiative to change the topic.

Su Miao looked down at the hospital gown on her body, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

Could it be that Luo Beiqiao has a habit of changing clothes every day?

But he can also change into another patient gown.

Before he could figure it out, Luo Beiqiao brought a set of pajamas over, and Su Miao understood at a glance that the material of the hospital gown was completely incomparable with this dress.

Luo Beiqiao went to unbutton Su Miao's jacket, so frightened that Su Miao almost flicked back regardless of her injured arm, but fortunately Luo Beiqiao stopped it quickly with sharp eyesight and hands.

"What's the fuss, don't you know that your arm is hurt?" Luo Beiqiao frowned at Su Miao with displeasure.

Su Miao's ears turned red, her face couldn't stop turning red, and she complained silently in her heart: You want to take off my clothes and I'm not allowed to hide?

Seeing Su Miao's discomfort, Luo Beiqiao sighed and said, "Your arm is injured and you can't change your clothes, so I can do it." After he finished speaking, he paused, then asked Su Miao's opinion, "Why don't I go Find you a nurse?"

Don't!

Su Miao was scared, so she obediently asked Luo Beiqiao to help him change his clothes.

As far as his uncle and nephew relationship with Luo Beiqiao is concerned, changing clothes is actually nothing, the key is that he is wearing...underwear...

A Q version of a fire-breathing little green dinosaur on white underwear...

He was afraid of being laughed at by a mature man like Luo Beiqiao.

But from the beginning to the end of helping him change clothes, Luo Beiqiao kept his face unchanged from beginning to end.

His uncle is so serious!

Su Miao felt that her mind was too narrow.

The subsequent washing was also done with the help of Luo Beiqiao.

Su Miao saw the scar on her face in the mirror when she was washing her face.

If he hadn't seen it now, he would have forgotten that there was such a line on his face.

The wound is already scarred, a thin strip, and it will heal within a few days.

He stroked the wound with his hands, and leaned a little closer to the mirror to look carefully.

Luo Beiqiao wrung out the towel for him and handed it over. Seeing this, he thought he was concerned about the wound on his face, and comforted him: "The small wound will heal in a few days, and there will be no trace left."

Su Miao turned her head and smiled at him, "I know, I just want to see if I look particularly bold and unrestrained because of this scar, those bandits and bandits with scars on their faces on TV are so cool. "

"That's because they have such a cool face." Luo Beiqiao rarely said something slightly joking.

Su Miao curled her lips, reached out to take the towel in Luo Beiqiao's hand, slowly wiped her face with one hand, sighed softly, and said, "Many girls in school are cute on my face, if my scar is not good all the time , They will probably die of grief when they see it.”

Luo Beiqiao: "..."

Worried about Su Miao's injury, Wang Yang woke up early on holidays, and went downstairs under his father's surprised eyes, ready to go out.

"Stop!" Father Wang put down his chopsticks and said softly, "Where are you going!"

"Go to Miaomiao." After Wang Yang finished speaking, he ignored his father's cold eyebrows and went to the entrance to change his shoes.

After he went out, he didn't ask the driver at home to deliver him. He took a taxi and went to the big supermarket in the city center. After buying a bunch of supplements, he stood on the side of the road and took a taxi.

This place is no different than other places. There are a lot of people and cars, but it is not easy to take a taxi.

Wang Yang held several gift boxes in both hands, and stood on the side of the road for a long time without getting a taxi. He finally saw an empty car, and was cut off by an aunt beside him.

He walked forward a little bored, wanting to change places and continue to stop.

"Hey, Wang Yang!" The shout from behind made Wang Yang stop. He turned around and saw the person coming, and he responded lightly, and then continued walking, showing no intention of responding.

The man gave a few words to the younger brother behind him, then chased after him, walked side by side with him, looked at the gift box in his hand and said with a smile: "You big gift box and small gift box, what if you want to visit your mother-in-law?"

Wang Yang almost couldn't help but put the box on his head, and said angrily: "The dead yellow hair stay where it is cool, don't bother me."