Xiao An raised her head silently, looked at Pang Yi, and looked at Pang Yi's hand tightly holding the spoon. Looking at Pang Yi's silent and stiff face, he felt a little sad and wronged for some reason, and didn't wait for the aunt to speak again. Xiao An walked over in a hurry, pulling the aunt outside. While smiling, he said, "Auntie. Let's ignore him, let's go outside and have a good talk."
"Succeed, my child has gone out. It's been a long time since no one talked to my aunt." At the moment. The aunt and Xiao An went out laughing and talking.
Pang Yi was the only one left in the room. He silently looked at the bowl of ginseng and chicken soup on the small table, the man who had just moved his index finger. At this time, I lost my appetite again. He silently pushed the bowl away, sat there stiffly for a while, and then got into the quilt again.
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Auntie is really talkative. He and Xiao An, a foreigner, can talk to each other for nearly a child. Xiao An was really sleepy. She has never talked so much with anyone, and her cheeks are sore. I wanted to go back to my room to rest a long time ago, but I didn't open my mouth. One is that she is afraid of spoiling the aunt's interest, and the other is that she is not sure whether Pang Yi has fallen asleep. She is really embarrassed to face Pang Yi who is awake. That's why I talked to my aunt until this time.
The aunt yawned and went back to the room to sleep. Xiao An washed her face and went back to the room. She was afraid of waking Pang Yi up, so she went into the room in the dark without lighting a candle. According to her memory, she leaned on the wall and slowly After touching the kang, he helped the edge of the kang and rubbed it into it little by little. After walking a few steps, his hands touched something warm...
In the next second, Xiao An suddenly withdrew his hand.
"You... why are you sleeping here?" Hearing the sound of turning over from the kang, Xiao An knew that Pang Yi had woken up, and while rubbing his hands, he said awkwardly, "Didn't you sleep in there this afternoon? "
"Go and sleep inside." In the darkness, Pang Yi said in a deep voice.
"Oh." Xiao An agreed in a low voice, while carefully climbing onto the kang, for fear of touching the man's face again.
In fact, she is very unwilling to live in the same kang with Pang Yi, but there are no other rooms in the aunt's house, and she can't sit in the outer hall all night. It attracted the suspicion of the aunt and uncle, and it was even more impossible to drive the sick Pang Yi out, so she could only bite the bullet and climb onto the kang.
In the darkness, Pang Yi heard the rustling sound coming from around him, he knew it was the sound of Xiao An taking off his cotton jacket, he thought about the appearance of that colorful and ill-fitting cotton jacket on Xiao An, his His heart jumped into his throat suddenly, and he swallowed hard, forcing himself not to think about it, but as the quilt on his body moved up and down, his originally not sober mind suddenly It was a mess.
Xiao An got into the quilt, the aunt thought they were a young couple, so naturally she only prepared one quilt, of course Xiao An wouldn't go grab the quilt from Pang Yi, so at this moment, she vainly pulled a small corner of the quilt to cover her stomach Then he quietly put the padded jacket he just took off on his body.
"Are you feeling better?" The room was too silent and depressing, except for the gentle breathing of the two, there was no other sound. Knowing that Pang Yi was not asleep, Xiao An felt even more depressed. Opened his mouth lightly.
"Yeah." Pang Yi responded indifferently, and then there was no further text.
"Did you drink the ginseng chicken soup?" Xiao An asked again in a low voice. After getting along with Pang Yi for a long time, she was used to Pang Yi's temperament of cherishing words like gold, so Xiao An didn't think Pang Yi was perfunctory, so she asked in a low voice again.
"I didn't drink." Pang Yi said again, coughing lightly again.
"Why don't you drink it? It cost me a penny." Xiao An was a little sad, but not really because of the penny. The ginseng chicken soup was boiled by her, and she never touched Yangchun water. It was the first time for a rich and noble girl from a wealthy family to stare at a pot of soup nervously in the kitchen. As soon as it came out of the pot, she eagerly served it to the man. She even picked the fattest and best chicken leg and added it. Didn't drink at all.
"I can't drink it," Pang Yi said sullenly. He didn't know if it was because of the wind and cold. He felt that his heart was on fire, and he felt very uncomfortable. He pursed his dry lips a little irritably, and buried his face Into the quilt, "Stop talking, go to sleep."