There are Fishes in Beichuan [北川有鱼]

21

The atmosphere suddenly became a little ambiguous. Lu Xianyu covered Ji Beichuan's head with the blanket in her hand and ran into the kitchen.

"I'll... make porridge for you."

In a word, she spoke haltingly, and it was obvious that she was hiding something.

Ji Beichuan lifted the blanket from his face, his nose moving slightly, as if he could smell the perfume on her body.

Lu Xianyu is different from the girls in No. 9 Middle School. At her age when others are wearing school uniforms and studying hard, she puts on makeup and dresses up, looking beautiful and flamboyant, like a blooming rose.

Every frown and movement attracted his attention.

He leaned back on the sofa, thinking of her back as she fled in panic, and snorted a teasing laugh from his nose: "Lu Xiaoyu, you are a little irresponsible."

She was a little speechless and continued with her hands.

The man's voice continued to ring: "You only care about the consequences of flirting, what you call——"

"Ba.Diao doesn't recognize people."

“…”

Lu Xianyu was washing rice and almost sold the pot when she heard Ji Beichuan's words.

She turned on the faucet and water rushed into the rice cooker.

The scene of that night suddenly flashed in my mind.

He appeared in front of her holding an umbrella, and the raindrops hit the umbrella, crackling. In the dark night, the boy's black eyes were like dots of lacquer, staring at her: "Lu Xiaoyu, why don't you try it with me?"

The water in the rice cooker was overflowing. Lu Xianyu immediately came to her senses, poured out some of the water, plugged in the rice cooker again, pressed the porridge button, and planned to make two more side dishes, but found that the refrigerator was empty.

She walked out of the kitchen and looked at Ji Beichuan who was still sitting on the sofa.

He was leaning lazily on the sofa, his long legs spread out, his eyes half drooping, his thin lips smiling, his sharp lines softened by the light, not as cold and stern as usual, but lazy, like a second-generation rich man who walks around like a bird or a dog.

"Is the porridge ready?" he asked.

Lu Xianyu took off her apron, walked to the sofa, put on her coat, and stretched out her hand to Ji Beichuan: "Give me money."

Ji Beichuan looked at her: "You took advantage of me, and you still want money?"

“…”

Lu Xianyu's eyebrows jumped. She felt that if she stayed here any longer, she would be pissed to death by him.

She zipped up her school uniform and glanced at Ji Beichuan: "There's no food in the refrigerator. I'm going to go buy some."

He transferred money to her via WeChat and said with a smile, "Here you go, little housekeeper."

"That's a problem." Lu Xianyu changed her shoes and opened the door, then looked back at Ji Beichuan: "What's the password?"

He raised his eyelids slightly and said casually, "I'll open the door for you."

"Go back to your room." Lu Xianyu pursed her lips slightly, a little cold, "Password?"

"1117..."

Lu Xianyu hummed lightly, closed the door and left.