MTL - The Luck Child is Fascinated By Me-Chapter 16

City A.

Xinghe moved into her boyfriend's apartment.

Before leaving the scenic spot, He Zhijun insisted on taking him to a booth. He not only bought a lot of flower cakes, but also bought grandma's recipe.

The two of them whispered together, but they didn't let him listen.

what does it mean?

Does He Zhijun like eating flower cakes so much?

Galaxy is puzzled.

Pulling the pigtails, he put the problem behind him.

"The color of your room."

Omg.

Xinghe supported his forehead.

Pure white tiles, bright white walls, all black objects.

Even the curtains and bed sheets are black and white.

He Zhijun was very frustrated when he saw Xinghe's reaction.

He doesn't seem to like home.

Galaxy doesn't like black and white.

But He Zhijun is black and white.

Round about equals sign.

Fu Xinghe doesn't like He Zhijun.

Reaching this conclusion, He. Little Reservoir Dog lowered his head.

With red eyes, he hurriedly took out a piece of flower cake from the bag and stuffed it into Xinghe's mouth.

?

Why did you feed me again?

Xinghe chewed and licked off the pastry crumbs in his mouth.

"Let's go to the mall to get a new one together."

Xinghe didn't want to hurt his eyes.

"Let's decorate the house."

Kissing the profile of He Zhijun, Xinghe began to simulate the matching style and color matching in his mind.

Really works!

He Zhijun once again sighed at the magic of grandma's flower cake.

Xinghe kissed me again.

Kiss me just love me.

Fu Xinghe likes He Zhijun.

He Zhijun came to a conclusion again with satisfaction.

shopping mall.

"Buy this four-piece set, which one do you like?"

Xinghe chose a few of them that are simple and elegant.

"This aqua blue with a bit of plaid is not bad."

"Or the **** one? A little fluffy."

"Touch it."

Xinghe took He Zhijun's hand.

"Shall we buy that one?"

He Zhijun was not interested in the several models he visited in front of him, and glanced at the corner from time to time.

Xinghe followed He Zhijun's line of sight.

Red quilt cover, golden embroidered mandarin ducks and dragons and phoenixes.

"It's for marriage."

"A girl's dowry, do you understand?"

He Zhijun didn't know what a dowry was, and selectively ignored the word "girl".

Still staring eagerly.

It's for marriage.

It's nice to get married, I want to marry Fu Xinghe.

"Really want it?"

Xinghe thought it was funny.

-Want to be my groom?

"Then you have to buy it yourself, this quilt."

- Prepare your own dowry.

He Zhijun didn't understand the meaning of it, so after getting permission, he happily chose two sets.

"One in your room and one in mine."

He Zhijun kept in mind that Xinghe likes to sleep in a big bed.

"I'll give you the master bedroom, which is the largest bed."

As he pays the bill, he babbles.

?

this means?

Xinghe had a somewhat ominous premonition and asked tentatively.

"Are we sleeping in two rooms?"

He Zhijun was still stupid.

"Yes, otherwise it will squeeze you."

He Zhijun really wanted to sleep in the same bed with Xinghe, but Xinghe didn't like it, so forget it.

He thought regretfully that as long as they were in one house, it would be okay to divide the house.

Xinghe refused to communicate with He Zhijun.

He chooses tableware and decorations for himself.

"This, this, that, except for these few."

"Pack up everything else and send it to this address"

"Pay."

He Zhijun happily followed behind, rushing to hand out the card.

"Brush me."

Xinghe is very fond of our home.

I like him so much.

He Zhijun enjoys paying for Xinghe.

Although he didn't know why Xinghe didn't talk to him again, he must be thirsty, and he hadn't drank water for so long.

He Zhijun made a small report and volunteered to buy a drink.

"When exactly can I sleep in a bed?"

Galaxy is a little desperate.

Finally, the two festive quilts were spread.

Dragon and Phoenix are auspicious.

A bed sleeps only one person.

The apartment has been completely refurbished.

The small decorations in blue and green tones soften the coldness of black and white, and the small floral curtains have tassel pendants.

Xinghe hung a few of his own oil paintings, and placed vases all over the room filled with blooming flowers.

He looked around with satisfaction, "Isn't it much better than the black and white before?"

It's home.

Although as long as Xinghe was out of sight, He Zhijun's world was black and white again.

The long-term color barrier also made He Zhijun unable to distinguish between good and bad matching.

Even red with green, yellow with purple, he felt no difference.

But He Zhijun knew what home was.

It's two people, with the same mind, leaning on each other.

It was on a cold winter day, huddled in a blanket, helping the other party to warm their cold hands and feet.

Although Xinghe doesn't like to squeeze with others, maybe next time, there will be a chance to sleep together?

He Zhijun quietly glanced at Xinghe next to him.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

"Who is it, I'll open the door."

Xinghe was closer to the door, so he opened the door first.

The plain-colored cheongsam, the beautiful woman with long soft hair and bright eyes rushed into Xinghe's arms.

"Son! Mom misses you."

"I haven't seen you for a week, son, you seem to have lost weight, it must be because Mom is not around to take care of you."

The woman hugged Xinghe's waist tightly and buried her face in her waist.

"You and Mom called to say that you found your daughter-in-law. Do you have any photos? Let Mom take a look."

The woman raised her head coquettishly and met Xinghe's face.

"A real person might look better than a photo. What do you think?"

Xinghe hugged Mother He obediently, lowered his head and smiled.

Mother He was stunned in Xinghe's arms, quickly regained her senses, and tightened her waist a bit, her eyes were bright, and she tiptoed to get closer to Xinghe's face.

Xinghe bowed his head obediently and supported Mama He to prevent her from falling.

The two were pulled apart at the same time.

He Zhijun took Xing He's shoulders, guarded him behind him vigilantly, and stared at Mother He.

Father He pulled on the collar of Mother He's cheongsam and smiled.

Mother He struggled to move forward, still waving her hand.

"Why are you teasing me, husband, I haven't touched enough yet."

"That waist is so thin." Mother He gestured.

"Then you still want to hold my boyfriend all the time?"

He Zhijun rarely reacted, blocking his mother's sight.

"He is Fu Xinghe, a painter."

"I think he draws much better than you."

He Zhijun showed off a little.

"Mom, I like him."

Mother He was still swaying left and right to break through the obstacles of He Zhijun, and probed her brain to see the galaxy.

Xinghe also followed Mama He's swaying, looking out from behind He Zhijun to say hello, still smiling obediently.

Among the four people, two are interacting, one is coming out seriously, and the other is trying to win the attention of his wife.

Dad He hummed a few times perfunctorily, and imprisoned Mother He in his arms, blocking her eyes.

"Is this agreed?" He Zhijun couldn't believe it, and looked back at Xinghe.

Xinghe smiled with his eyebrows curved, showing his teeth.

Also, who doesn't like Galaxy?

He Zhijun immediately accepted everything.

On the table.

Mother He diligently served Xinghe with vegetables.

"Son, come and eat."

"Eat more, look at your waist."

Mother He tasted the product aftertaste, and then stared at Xinghe with her face in her hands.

"Mom, what is your name Xinghe?"

He Zhijun felt that he heard it wrong.

"Son, what's wrong?"

"You knew that you lied to your mother and told her that you had found a daughter-in-law."

"Mom sees you as the daughter-in-law."

Mama He sees everything.

"Daughter-in-law, give my son more vegetables, it doesn't matter if you eat less, don't starve my son."

Mother He confidently instructed He Zhijun.

Evil mother-in-law. Mother He understands why the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is always bad in TV series.

"Look at you, stupid, how can you not pour water?"

"You want to clip a fish belly to my son, why are you clipping your tail?"

"Didn't you see that my son doesn't eat coriander? You didn't pick clean."

Mother He pointed at a bit of coriander with chopsticks, as if she had caught something, and immediately reprimanded He Zhijun.

So the dinner is over.

It's really interesting, and Mama He helped me out.

Xing He happily ate another bowl of rice.

After dinner, Ma He left Xinghe in the living room, Papa He took He Zhijun to the master bedroom.

"What do you think of our Zhijun?"

Mother He was a little apprehensive.

"Son, although we know that Junren is a little stupid, the conditions are still good."

"Originally, I named him Zhijun because I hope he can know the meaning of the emperor. Don't be like his father, his mind is different from others."

"His dad is an idiot. He can't even see when I make new nails. The last time he stretched out his hand to show him, his dad's first reaction was that I didn't wear a wedding ring."

Xinghe felt that this operation was very familiar.

Roll up sleeves warning.

"He and his dad are like that."

"If you really want to like someone, you will put your needs above everything else."

So even if they wanted to sleep together, they chose to separate beds because they didn't want to crowd the galaxy.

"Sometimes they don't understand what you're saying. Don't get mad at it, just tell him."

"Even if you tell him directly, he will be wrong."

Mother He was a little helpless, and couldn't hide her happiness.

"There's something I don't know if Zhijun told you."

Mother He hesitated.

"I think you have a right to know."

Of course, Xinghe knew what this matter was, but Mama He took the initiative to bring it up, which made Xinghe a little more respectful.

"Zhijun can't see color."

Mother He was a little unbearable and lowered her head.

"We know that you are colorblind."

"If you can't accept it, we can understand it."

Is He Zhijun's puppy traits inherited from Mother He?

Xinghe seemed to see the ears on Mother He's head drooping down.

"I know."

Xinghe is very calm, with reassurance.

I know He Zhijun can't see the color, but as long as I am there.

Red orange yellow green blue blue purple, He Zhijun's world will no longer be black and white.

"Daughter-in-law, what do you think?" Dad He got used to his mother and changed his name accordingly.

"If you really like people, you have to be nice to them."

"Look at this quilt."

Dad He pointed to the big red golden phoenix.

"Everyone brought the dowry, it must be serious."

"Have you told others about you?"

Dad He reminded He Zhijun.

He Zhijun was shocked to realize that he did not tell Xinghe that secret.

"I'm afraid." He Zhijun pursed his lower lip and looked at Dad He for help.

Dad He patted He Zhijun on the shoulder.

"Don't be afraid, little husband and wife, it's not a problem that can be solved in bed."

"You take the initiative to admit your mistake."

Dad He often apologizes and has experience.

"Inverted top washboards work best."

He Zhijun didn't think something was wrong, and looked at Dad He gratefully.

"Thank you dad."

"Come on, daughter-in-law! It's up to you if we can add another member to our family!"

Dad He smiled happily.

The author has something to say: probably a very strange and cute family~

He Zhijun, come on! Give me the initiative to climb the bed tomorrow! (no)

Yesterday's comment area reached the second consensus except for the cat: He Zhijun is a fool ~ sigh, this is too vivid!

But think about it, everyone, do you think his idea is somewhat reasonable? (I am stupid!)

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