nostalgic dream

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Luo Jiaqi was stunned for a moment, her cold and beautiful cheeks were flushed with blush, she stopped what she was doing, stood up and covered herself, "I'm going to cook."

Xia Zhimu stretched his waist and followed into the kitchen, pulled up the apron belt that Luo Jiaqi hadn't had time to tie, tied a bow lightly, and asked with a smile: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Luo Jiaqi withdrew her hand, picked up a small cabbage instead, put it petal by petal into the basin, shook her head and said, "No need, go and rest."

Xia Zhimu rolled up his sleeves, picked up the potatoes and squatted next to the trash can, clumsily peeled the skins with a scraper, and showed his persistence with actions. How could Qiqi be alone in the kitchen every time?

Luo Jiaqi looked at the half-cut potato on the cutting board and laughed dumbfounded. It seems that there will be an extra dish tonight.Before the smile reached her eyes, she suddenly stopped. She was like this before, learning to cook clumsily for another person. I don't know how much Aunt Zhao spent on cooking, just for a compliment from that person...

"hiss…"

Hearing Luo Jiaqi's soft cry, Xia Zhimu turned his head quickly, and saw a bright red on the index finger that the woman was pinching.Xia Zhimu stood up suddenly, reached out and pinched the woman's palm, worried: "Why are you so careless?!"

"The potatoes are too slippery, I'm fine, can you help me get the Band-Aid?"

Xia Zhimu's pretty willow eyebrows were twisted into twists. He stared at Luo Jiaqi for a long time, then he accidentally opened his lips to enclose the woman's slender index finger. The bloody wound, the rust-like sweetness spread in the mouth in an instant.

Luo Jiaqi quickly withdrew her hand as if frightened, her voice was still a little trembling, and she called out in a low voice: "Mumu..."

Xia Zhimu was also a little embarrassed, his whole body became inexplicably hot, and he didn't dare to look at Luo Jiaqi anymore, so he said "I'll get the medicine" and fled in despair.

After a while, Xia Zhimu came back with iodine and cotton swabs. This time the girl was much more honest, and she didn't do any strange things anymore. She helped Luo Jiaqi wipe off the iodine, put on a band-aid, and said worriedly: " Be careful next time."

Luo Jiaqi nodded and lowered her head to cut vegetables.

It didn't take long for the dinner to be ready, Luo Jiaqi brought the dishes to the table one by one, and Xia Zhimu filled two bowls of rice and sat down at the table.

Xia Zhimu poked the white rice in his bowl with chopsticks, "Qiqi, are you busy tomorrow?"

"What's wrong?" Luo Jiaqi said and slapped the girl lightly again.

hand, "Eat well."

Xia Zhimu touched the pain-free hand, pretending to be wronged and said: "I have a final exam tomorrow, and after the exam, everyone decided to celebrate together. Will you go with me?"

"it is good."

Hearing that Luo Jiaqi agreed, Xia Zhimu smiled, and even the beef in the bowl became more fragrant.After taking two mouthfuls of rice, I realized that the dishes prepared by Qiqi seem to be more and more like the taste I like. Is it an illusion?

After dinner, Luo Jiaqi cleaned up the table and was about to wash the dishes. Just as she put on the rubber gloves, Xia Zhimu stopped her, "Come on, your hands can't get wet yet."

Luo Jiaqi waved her hand and refused, "I wear gloves, it's okay."

"It's related." Xia Zhimu took off the gloves on the woman's hand and continued: "I want to do something for this family, don't I?"

This time Luo Jiaqi didn't refuse again, she stood obediently aside, watched the girl put on her gloves, took a pot of hot water, and carefully took a small yellow green sponge to wash and scrub.

The slightly curly long brown hair hangs down in front of her eyes, covering the pair of star-like peach blossom eyes. Luo Jiaqi helps the girl to brush away her mischievous hair. The girl smiled and rubbed her palm with her small head. Messed up her heart.

This home... Mumu, can we really have a home?

Before knowing Xia Zhimu's feelings, Luo Jiaqi still held a sliver of expectation. It would be great if Mu Mu liked her too, but after she really understood the girl's heart, her heart began to tangle again.

Age, gender, and family are all issues that straddle them.

She was afraid that Mu Mu would not be able to bear the prejudice of this society, and she didn't want her father to say some nasty things to Mu Mu in private, and she was even more afraid... Mu Mu's feelings for her were just a whim.

The joy of youth cannot withstand the washing of time, just like Ruan Qianqing.

After she gave the other party everything, what she got back was: I regret it, if you didn't seduce me back then, how could I be with you?

She was afraid of hearing again... Luo Jiaqi, I never loved you, it was just a fascination for a while.

That is to punish the heart.

She couldn't afford a second time.

After Xia Zhimu washed the dishes, she found Luo Jiaqi standing there in a daze, with a bitterness on her face that she couldn't understand.The girl's heart seemed to be pulled hard by something, it hurt and felt uncomfortable.Gently hugging the woman into his arms, he asked tentatively, "Qiqi, are you okay?"

Luo Jiaqi quietly felt the girl's warmth, and said softly, "I'm fine."

The girl's tenderness and concern, like a breeze, dispelled the haze in Luo Jiaqi's heart.Maybe they are really different, the woman comforted herself in her heart.

Seeing that Luo Jiaqi was not in a good mood, Xia Zhimu suggested, "Let's go for a walk? It's been almost half a month, and I haven't taken a good look around yet."

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