MTL - Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Delicate and Soft-Chapter 41

The sky is slightly bright, Cheng Dongyu feels a little bit poor in his dreams. He blinks and finds that he has a pair of arms on his body and one foot on his leg. Press him.

With anger on his face, he reached out and opened the girl's hands and feet, and he was too disgusted.

Nancy was awakened by his slightly violent movements, and when he blinked, he saw his angered eyes, as if she had done anything to humiliate him.

Cheng Dongyu turned over and went out of bed, and then he did not go back and looked out, and he looked like he was alive.

Nanxun pressed the bulging temple and sat up.

She is also very innocent, the original owner sleeps like holding things, last night probably instinctively holding the devil to sleep.

But he is only ten years old. In her eyes, he is a little kid, what else can she do to him? !

She poured a cup of warm water and after drinking it, she felt a lot better.

It’s good not to burn your brain.

It was just that she didn't expect to see her until she was high, and she also gave her a hot steamed buns.

Cheng Dongyu also came back, silently squatting beside him, starving.

"Gao Big Brother, are you retired?" Nan Hao asked a word.

As high as before, it seems that I don’t want to mention more, just returning a sentence, "Not for the time being."

Nanxun nodded and was sensitive to his resistance, so he shut up.

When he was discharged from the hospital, Cheng Dongyu didn't blink at Nanxun for a moment, his face was awkward, and Nanzhao also had a stiff mouth. When she came out, she was burnt, and she thought of bringing money.

Cheng Dongyu is even less likely to have money.

When I was so high, I couldn’t notice the difference between the two, so I did not help to pay the money.

"Gao Big Brother, thank you, I will return you when I go back." Nan Yan Liang Jingjing's eyes looked at him, his voice with a little pleasure.

It looks like a 30-year-old before it is high, but it seems to be a generation with her. It is said that when he was a child, he talked a little stuttering, so he was called Xiao Baba.

Now, he is always flat-faced and unsmiling, but Nanxun is very fond of him because he gives people a very solid feeling.

It seemed to be somewhat uncomfortable when she was seen by her gaze, and her eyes moved to the side. "Well."

From the hospital, Nanxun saw the lively market, and the interest suddenly came. He suggested that he wanted to see it and buy something by the way.

Of course, the money is high.

She thought that this time was very backward, but after a round, she found that she was quite prosperous, and there were people on the street strolling on bicycles.

Nanxun bought some eggs on the street stall and saw some newly hatched chicks next to the eggs. She was so excited that she had to join in the past. "Big sister, can these chickens sell me one?" ?"

The big sister looked at her and thought that she had not cut the price of the three pounds of eggs, so she smiled and said, "If you want, I will send you one."

Nanxun listened to a joy and bowed to pick a look that looked awkward.

The big sister blinked, and suddenly he reached out to the palm of his hand. He grabbed a small chicken that was small but kept whispering. He whispered, "Choose this."

Nan Yan looked at her eyes and compared it, but still listened to him.

The elder sister smirked and put the chicken into a netted bag made of grass and handed it over.

Almost every family in the village of Biantang Village has raised a few chickens, but Cheng has nothing to raise.

There are a few acres of land in the house, but Cheng Fu is a motivated person. After his wife died, he also went out to work.

He rented the land of his family to others and did not collect the money. He changed the food for the family every year.

In the early years, Cheng Fu had a factory in the town. Cheng Dongyuan did not read after reading high school. He followed him in the town, but he was so happy and hard to eat, so he only relied on his old man. day.

Unfortunately, when Dong Cheng was sick at the beginning of the year, Cheng Fu had no choice but to take care of the factory. He then went out and took him back to Biantang Village.

Cheng Dongyu, who was originally an elementary school in the town, could only follow the transfer to a primary school run by Zhongjiacun next door.

No, Dongyu’s brain is clever. He basically learned everything he taught at the school. So he didn’t go to school anymore, and he always helped his brother at home.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Dongyuan and Cheng Fu will leave one after another, leaving him with a temper and a vicious scorpion.

For the past two months, he wanted to escape from the house every night, but he was not reconciled, because everything in this family was earned by his father.

Nanxun gave the egg to Cheng Dongyu, carrying a chicken, and then went to a supply and marketing cooperative, bought some daily necessities, and some canned cakes and the like, and finally saw brown sugar. I bought another.

The original owner had dysmenorrhea, she was still ready.

From the supply and marketing agency, she saw a small clothing store next to it. She looked at the things in her hands and was somewhat guilty.

There was no sound before the high, but I reached out and took it.

Nanxun looked at him, but it was a little embarrassing.

When she went to try the clothes, Gao Zhiqian and Cheng Dongyu could only wait in the store.

Cheng Dongyu is more curious, his eyes are crossed on the trendy clothes hanging.

Nanxun changed into a light-colored floral skirt and walked out, and the long hair of the waist was scattered, soft and elegant, and it looked very pure and moving.

As high as before, her eyes were fixed on her. For a moment, she could not move. She had seen the female family members of the comrades in the army. They also wore floral skirts, which were ordinary and simple. Almost no one could wear her charm. Like a swaying flower.

Cheng Dongyu glanced at Nanxun, and the little one began to frown again.

I feel that she is more and more swaying...

The clothing store owner is a 30-year-old woman, she has a little makeup, and her clothes are more fashionable. She met Nanxun and her eyes lit up. "Sister, you wear this dress is so good!"

Nancy did not listen to the flattery of others, and looked at himself in the glasses, still satisfied.

She blinked and saw a thin white skirt with a thin shoulder strap that was exposed in the corner, and a small vest with a tulle curl.

She looked more modern and took it in without hesitation.

She didn't have a vest, the white skirt was on her knees, revealing a pair of slender legs, and the shoulder strap design highlighted her small and delicate shoulders, which was particularly eye-catching.

When she came out, the people who came to the store to shop, regardless of men and women could not help but look at it.

As soon as I breathe a sigh, I also moved my eyes away, but the scene in the morning appeared in my mind.

He turned and faced the wall, looking at the nose and nose, and did not see what he was doing, trying to calm his heart.

Nanxun did not know the sight of others, turned and went into the locker room.

However, after her figure disappeared, several girls began to ask the boss about the little white dress.

It is a pity that the proprietress was afraid that she could not sell it, so she only entered two.

After Nanxun came out, he had the little white dress he had just tried, and then pointed to the clothes of the two sets of boys hanging high. "The boss, give me two sets to look down."

The proprietress took it and handed it to Cheng Dongyu.

Cheng Dongyu refused at first, but in the eyes of Nanxun, he still took it, but he was sulking. "You don't have to try it, this is my size."

Nanxun took the clothes, and he followed him.

"Sister, look at your young age, there are such a big child, and it looks really handsome." The boss looked at Cheng Dongyu, laughing and appreciating.

"She is my nephew." Cheng Dongyu clarified hard.

The proprietress glimpsed and then said, "Then your brother is hurting you."

This time, Dong Yu’s face is dark. "He is not my brother."

The boss wife laughed and thought about the strange relationship between the three people and shifted the topic. "Sister, just try this on your own, let me have more sales, not as good as this. There are two sets of more difficult skirts in my store. You can Can't help try it on, if there is publicity effect, you will give it to you, how about?"

Nan Yan blinked, but asked, "What kind of publicity do you want?"

The proprietress sighed and said, "Even if you can sell one, it has a publicity effect!"

God knows that the two sets of clothes have not been sold for three or four months, and they have to change seasons. She is embarrassed.

Moreover, she still believes in her own vision. The girl in front of her body has a good proportion. She is a typical hanger and looks good.

Nan Yan listened to her words and her heart moved.

However, she still had to ask for the meaning of the high as before. She turned her head and said something apologetic. "Grand Brother, can I delay the time?"

"Well, it doesn't matter." The look was faint until the height, but the heart quickly jumped twice, and there was a hint of red in the ear.

He found himself and liked to watch her change clothes.

There is even an inexplicable impulse to send all the good-looking clothes to her.

Seeing Nanxun promised, the proprietress quickly brought a grass-green dress, sleeveless design, the skirt is A-shaped, it looks a bit earthy.

After changing the Nanxun, she found that the waist was a little loose. The whole person looked a little bloated. She swept around her eyes and picked up a brown string, and tied it around her waist before she came out.

The proprietress saw the rope around her waist at first glance, first a glimpse, then clapping her hands, "I didn't think of it, it looks so good!"

Nanxun hooked the corner of the mouth, then went to the front and Cheng Dongyu had already sat down next to it, and there was tea and cake in front of him.

She wore a skirt and swayed at the door, and then changed into a sunny orange-red shoulder-strap.

No wonder this set can't be sold. In this town, who dares to wear so sexy?

However, Nanxun really likes it.

When she exchanged her clothes, the cakes in front of the first two were eaten up.

The grass green skirt sold out five pieces, and the jumpsuit sold three pieces. The boss’s eyes were smashed into a seam and asked about the specific situation of Nanxun. She seemed to want to hire her as a permanent model.

However, Nanxun refused, there is no convenient means of transportation, it is not easy for her to come to the town, but she can come over and see if she lacks clothes in the future...

Almost all the things to buy were bought, and Nanxun proposed to eat something on the street, and then returned to Biantang Village before dark.

Nanxun originally wanted to go to the front door to drink a glass of water, but he refused to enter.

"Then wait for me here, I will give you money."

When she finished, she turned and ran in.

The money she spent today, she remembered it in her heart.

But when she came out, the night was stunned, but there was no man.

She thought about it, or gave him the past tomorrow.

She went back to the house and handed the meat on the table to Cheng Dongyu. "Be a braised pork tonight."

Cheng Dongyu took over and the black lacquered eyes condensed her, and nodded hard.

He won't do it.

But he did not dare to say that she was afraid of her temper and had to teach him.

After watching Cheng Dongyu leave, Nanxun looked at the things he bought during the day, and the collection was collected before he went to the yard.

She dug a little ginger, and a few green onions, went to the stove.

Cheng Dongyu bowed his head to the desk, took his own hand, met her, and quickly stood up and hid his hands behind his back.

Seeing a few drops of blood on the cutting board, Nanxun frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Cheng Dongyu shook his head and bitterly said, "Hey, I will do it well, you will go out and wait."

Nanxun approached him and looked down at him. "Hands, stick out."

Cheng Dongyu bit his teeth and slowly stretched out his hand. There was a hole in the index finger of his left hand, and he was still bleeding.

She sighed and waved her hand. "Go wash your hands first."

Cheng Dongyu took a few steps and heard her say, "Go back and apply some medicine."

Cheng Dongyu said, washing his hands like a rabbit and quickly slipped out of the stove.

Nanxun washed the pork belly again, only to cut the pork into small squares.

She will not do braised pork, but see others have done it, so it should still be able to make it.

But there is no star anise at home, and the taste may not be so authentic.

Cheng Dongyu soon returned, seeing Nanxun slamming pork, and silently went to the stove to see the fire.

From time to time, he turned to her direction again, and his eyes were full of doubts.

He remembers that Ling Zhier never cooks, and he is too lazy to do it. Why do you start to enter the kitchen now?

What does she want to do?

Half an hour later, Nanxun confidently looked at the fragrant braised pork in the pot, and picked up a piece of cool and cool, and reached the front of Cheng Dongyu.

"Try?"

Cheng Dongyu still caught firewood in his hand. At this time, she was shocked by her movements. Her black eyes stared at the braised pork for a while, and she bite nervously.

Will there be rat poison in the meat...

However, he just looked at her all the time, and there should be no right.

Cheng Dongyu chewed the meat in his mouth, a sweet and full mouth filled with soft mouth, and he was there.

"How?" Nan Yan stared at him nervously.

Cheng Dongyu swallowed his throat and nodded. "It's delicious."

After that, I couldn't help but look at the pot of braised pork in the pan, and the secretion of saliva became more and more powerful.

There have been so many things in the family that he has not eaten meat for a long time.

Nanxun brought the braised pork out, and fried a sweet potato leaf, letting Cheng Dongyu go out.

Sitting down at the Eight Immortals table, Nanxun said to the opposite boy, "Look at what you helped me last night, and let go today."

Listening to her mentioning this, Cheng Dongyu changed his face slightly, then nodded carefully.

He didn't want to help her at all yesterday. She should feel it. Is it because she burned her brain at that time?

For a meal, Nanxun is particularly satisfying, and there is still half a plate of meat left, and I can still eat it tomorrow.

Although she is somewhat disgusted, in the countryside, everyone is doing this. It takes a little ten days and a half to eat.

After eating, Nanxun took another medicine, and Cheng Dongyu had automatically rushed to brush the bowl.

People in the countryside rest very early, and Nanxun swayed in the yard, which was really boring.

Cheng Dongyu was in the room and looked at it from time to time. Because she didn't know what she was doing, the heart was lifted up.

At this time, the door of the yard was pushed open, and it was Zhongmou who ran again.

When Cheng Dongyu saw him, he clenched his fist angrily. Then he quickly returned to the room. After closing the door, he reached the window and his ears stood up, paying attention to the movement in the yard.

"How come you?" Nan Yan met Zhongmou, and he was not surprised.

However, there is also a distance between Zhongjia Village and Biantang Village. He always runs over and is not too troublesome?

"Know, I just missed you..." Zhong Mou met her and straightened and hugged him.

The low voice is quite affectionate.

Nancy pushed him away, and his tone was a bit cold. "Chong Mou, you still go back first. It’s not so good to be late."

Zhongmou was rejected by her. It was angry for a moment, but he concealed it very well, but he pretended to be embarrassed. "Know, do you think that my previous practice was too much? I am angry with me?"

It seems that from the beginning of yesterday, Ling Zhier was a little cold to him. He thought about it, and Ling Zhier was like him. He might have been scared by him.

"I am not angry, but I am now a Cheng family, a widow, and you will have an impact on me when you come and go." Nan Hao replied softly.

"I am not afraid of any influence, knowing children." Zhong Mou held her face, and the delicate touch of the palm made him a little swaying. "Know, can I stay tonight?"

Nanxun condensed him, his eyes like a clear pool of water.

A few days ago, the original owner promised him to murder Cheng Dongyu's plan because of his kiss and his fascination.

He wants to seduce her again now?

"Chong Mou, this is not good, Xiaoyu has opinions on me. If he said it..." She retreated slightly, her eyes were red, and the tears of the beans suddenly fell.

A layer of silver moonlight gently shrouded her face, making her face more delicate, black hair dancing, fascinating and fascinating, so charming and moving.

Perhaps the moonlight is too embarrassing, or the girl in front of it is too beautiful, Zhongmou feels that some tongues are dry, the body and mind are somewhat uncontrollable, and the always calm heart pool has also caused huge waves.

He was afraid of getting into trouble before and didn't want to touch her, but now he is really eager for her.

"A little devil. If he dares to say it, he will say it earlier, and who would believe what he said?" He whispered comfortably.

"Oh..." At this time, someone knocked on the courtyard door.

Zhongmou returned to the gods, and quickly hid in the shadows, and the movements were like clouds.

Standing in the south of the station: "..."

She went to open the door, standing up to the front.

He stood under two steps, but still able to look at her.

His palms stretched out and a little yellow chicken came out. "Your chicken is licking."

The author has something to say: the fear of being a little uncle is the devil.