I am a god in script killing

Chapter 120

It happened after everything was settled.

When the curtains opened and the early morning light shone on the bed, Bo Juan hummed unhappily and pulled the quilt to cover himself.

"Don't you want to get up?" The laughter was light and shallow, and seemed to be infinitely gentle.

Bo Jun's ears moved, and he couldn't do anything to the person who touched the tip of his ear lightly.

"Wake up."

The whispering gentleman coaxed the person lying on the bed. Bo Juan shrank back, squinted his eyes, turned around and put his arms around the person's neck, and kissed him gently.

"Ninth brother," Bo Jun laughed, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

"Don't say such unflattering words at a time like this."

The husband sighed helplessly, and rubbed Bo Jun's head: "Get up quickly, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, we will buy materials and make mooncakes ourselves."

"Mid-Autumn Festival," Bo Jun tilted his head on his shoulder and yawned, "I still have to make mooncakes myself, it sounds exhausting and troublesome."

"You don't have to do anything when I'm here," Mr. kissed her on the forehead, holding her back with his warm palm, as if coaxing, "Let's go shopping together, and then you can eat some snacks and accompany me to make mooncakes ,OK?"

"Then why don't we just have the ingredients delivered?" Bo Juan said so, and followed 069's strength to get up.

"Don't be like this," 069 helped the bedridden Xinjian change clothes, and smiled softly, "Let's go buy ingredients, let's go together."

In the end, it was Bo Juan who was eating potato chips and drinking milk tea, buying this and that, and picking out flour and other ingredients with Mr. System pushing a shopping cart:
"Do you eat fish?" 069 turned around and asked.

"Yes, braised in soy sauce." Bo Jun nodded, and then ordered a style.

Mr. System will say "OK" and then pick out the fish with better data status.

"Have some strawberries and blueberries, they are very fresh."

Bo Jun nodded: "Okay."

……

After the two of them visited the ingredients department, Bo Juan remembered something important and hurried to the daily necessities area, picking out a few small boxes of different colors before leaving.

"What did you buy?" Seeing Bo Jun coming back, 069 asked with a smile.

"I need to use it at night." Bo Jun didn't hesitate at all, and slapped the thing on 069's hand, "It's the one I've been using before. Brother, you have analyzed the data, it's pretty good."

069 pursed his lips, sighed silently and put the things in the shopping cart, his face seemed a little red: "Be more reserved in the future, understand?"

Bo Juan blinked: "Huh?"

"It's all right." 069 stretched out his hand and intertwined with Bao Jun's fingers, kissed her forehead lightly, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "Let's go, and pay the bill."

"Hello, the total is 280, Alipay, WeChat or credit card?"

"Swipe your face on WeChat." Bo Jun said this.

The young lady at the checkout looked up after hearing this, and was dazzled by the two exquisite faces in front of her, and then saw the hands with interlocking fingers, and then swept to the small box on the table.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival," the young lady smiled, "You two are a perfect match."

"Thank you." 069 smiled, clasped his left hand even tighter, and held something in his right, and said softly, "Let's go home."

……

Bo Jun was leaning against the table in the semi-open kitchen, eating potato chips, watching Mr. System kneading dough in an apron, he couldn't help but tilt his head and laugh.

"Why are you so happy?" 069 couldn't help it, his eyes were full of indulgent smiles, "Isn't it because you don't want to get up this morning?"

"Oh, do you still remember?" Bo Juan approached, touching her husband's cheek with her lips, "Don't worry about this, I'm still waiting to eat mooncakes."

"Then please give in," 069 kissed her back, "My hands are full of flour."

"I don't want to get out of the way," Bo Juan circled his waist, "Hey, Brother Nine, I suddenly don't want to eat mooncakes now."

"What?" 069 paused, "Do you want to eat fish first?"

"Fish," Bo Juan elongated his voice, "I don't want to eat, let's... do something else first?"

"What do you want to do?" 069 asked.

"That..." Bo Juan whispered two words next to his ear.

After finishing talking, I went to my relatives' house.

The husband had no choice, he didn't want to stain Bo Jun's clothes, so he lowered his head to kiss her.

"It's not dark yet," his lips parted, and he gasped slightly, staring at the person in front of him, "Be good, don't make trouble, let's celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival first, this is our first Mid-Autumn Festival, we must have a good time."

"Okay," Bo Juan nodded, his lips touching and smiling broadly, "But we will have many, many Mid-Autumn Festivals to celebrate in the future."

"Hmm." 069 laughed.

We still have many Mid-Autumn Festivals, many years, we can go through together.

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)