This was the first time that Ruan Qiuping had seen this scene, and he was immediately at a loss. He looked at his sister who was still crying loudly, then looked at little Yu Huan who had calmed down and was standing aside with his head down, not saying a word. He held his forehead and sighed deeply, deeply.
Ruan Qiuping decided to comfort the crying one first.
But Ruan Dongdong was really hard to coax, and no matter how Ruan Qiuping comforted her, it was of no avail - instigated by Xiao Yuhuan, Ruan Dongdong, who originally just wanted Ruan Qiuping to rub her hands, now looked up, cried and shouted, and insisted on kissing Ruan Qiuping.
How could Ruan Qiuping dare to let her kiss him? Not to mention that the note left by Xia Fushui was still warm, he had no idea how powerful the act of "kissing the God of Bad Luck" was.
Thinking of this, Ruan Qiuping turned his head and glanced at Xiao Yuhuan, his brows tightly furrowed, a little worried.
As she cried, Ruan Dongdong's voice became smaller and smaller. After all, she was young and her energy was not very sufficient. After more than ten minutes, she grabbed Ruan Qiuping's clothes, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and fell asleep sobbing.
If it was somewhere else, Ruan Qiuping could have used magic to clean off the mud on Ruan Dongdong and then moved her to the bed to sleep. But now that the human Yu Huan was still around, Ruan Qiuping didn't dare to use magic to expose her identity, so she had to ask the maid in Yu Huan's house to help clean Ruan Dongdong, change her into a clean thick dress, and finally put her on the bed on the second floor, letting her continue to sleep.
As soon as Ruan Dongdong was settled, Ruan Qiuping turned around and carefully looked at Xiao Yuhuan from head to toe. Xiao Yuhuan looked healthy, without pale lips, sweating all over, or any confusion or shakiness.
But even so, he was still a little worried and asked, "How do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?"
Xiao Yuhuan shook his head.
Ruan Qiuping continued to ask: "Feel it again. Do you really not feel any discomfort at all? For example, dizziness, nausea, and sudden weakness... It's the feeling of being haunted by bad luck."
Xiao Yuhuan felt it carefully, then shook his head again and said, "No."
… This doesn’t make sense.
Even though only one tenth of his bad luck remained after Ruan Qiuping came down to earth, Xiao Yuhuan just kissed him, so how could he be completely fine
Unless Sima Ming deceived him.
It seems that the bad luck he instilled in Zang Yunqiu at that time was not even one tenth of Yu Huan's good luck. But Siming lied to him and said that he had neutralized Yu Huan's luck and turned him into an ordinary mortal.
Ruan Qiuping gritted his teeth in hatred.
It turns out that the God of Fortune is still a super lucky guy after he came down to earth. He is so lucky that Ruan Qiuping's bad luck has no effect on him at all.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yuhuan asked, "Are you afraid that your bad luck will spread to me
Ruan Qiuping nodded: "But it's strange that you don't seem to be infected by me at all."
Ruan Qiuping paused for a moment and continued, "Maybe it's because you are too lucky, which has covered up all my bad luck."
Hearing this, Xiao Yuhuan lowered his head and was silent for a while, then said, "... It could also be that I am an extremely unfortunate person. Because I am so unfortunate, even the bad luck you passed on to me seems insignificant."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ruan Qiuping retorted, "How can you be unlucky!"
He did not allow the God of Good Luck to say that he was unfortunate, as this was an insult to the God of Bad Luck and the whole world!
Xiao Yuhuan seemed to want to smile, but before the smile appeared, it slowly faded away.
He lowered his head and asked, "You never touch your sister... Is it because you are afraid of infecting her with your bad luck?"
Ruan Qiuping turned to look at Xiao Yuhuan and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Do you think I'm hopelessly superstitious?"
Ruan Qiuping thought it was normal for Xiao Yuhuan, a mortal, not to understand these things, but unexpectedly, Xiao Yuhuan shook his head and said in a muffled voice: "I just think you must love your sister very much... But, but I made your sister cry, do you... do you already hate me?"
"You must really hate me..." Xiao Yuhuan lowered his head and muttered to himself, "... because I am annoying to begin with."
"Who said you were annoying? Who said that?"
If the lucky god is annoying, then no one in the world will be liked.
Ruan Qiuping walked over and gently tapped little Yu Huan's head, saying with a smile: "How can a child have so many thoughts? Not only do I not hate you, I should thank you."
"Thank me?" Xiao Yuhuan looked up at Ruan Qiuping, somewhat curious.
Ruan Qiuping thought for a moment and said, "Well... Thank you for touching me and kissing me, but I didn't get infected with the bad luck. I didn't fall down while walking, nor did I suddenly get sick and faint. I looked like a normal person."
Xiao Yuhuan blinked: "Thank me for this?"
"Well, thank you for not getting into trouble because of me."
Ruan Qiuping suddenly wanted to hug little Yuhuan.
He had fantasized about hugging others countless times in his life, but this time, he did not suppress it.
He half-knelt on the ground, stretched out his hands, and hugged little Yuhuan tightly in his arms.
Little Yuhuan's body is very small, soft and warm.
Ruan Qiuping rubbed his cheek against Xiao Yuhuan's soft black hair and said softly.
"And thank you... for letting me hug you."
Xiao Yuhuan blinked slowly, his face and ears turned red.
He stretched out his two little hands and carefully placed them on Ruan Qiuping's back.
"Woo..." Ruan Dongdong on the bed suddenly uttered a mumbling sound.
“Bang!”
Almost at the same moment, Xiao Yuhuan saw Ruan Qiuping pushing him away, and immediately stood up and turned his head to look at the bed -
Then, Ruan Qiuping let out a long sigh of relief: "Huh - fortunately he didn't wake up."
Otherwise, he would probably make a fuss again when he saw him holding little Yu Huan.
Xiao Yuhuan: “…”
Xiao Yuhuan stood up silently, pointed to the marks on his head left by the mud balls, and said, "I'm going to wash my hair."
Ruan Qiuping said: "Just in case, sprinkle more salt on yourself before washing your hair, sprinkle more."
Yu Huan nodded, then he took out a set of clothes from another room and handed it to Ruan Qiuping: "You have a lot of mud spots on your body too."
Ruan Qiuping compared the clothes and said, "Whose clothes are these? They fit me well."
"… My father's, except he never wore it. It's new."
Ruan Qiuping nodded.
Suddenly, he remembered something. He glanced at Ruan Dongdong who was still sleeping on the bed, then glanced at the pink suit on Ruan Dongdong. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Whose clothes is Ruan Dongdong wearing? It can't be yours."
"No, it belongs to the cook's daughter."
"How old is the cook's daughter? This dress looks quite new." Ruan Qiuping asked casually.
"The same age as me." said little Yuhuan.
"Oh." Ruan Qiuping nodded.
It was not until Xiao Yuhuan had left the room and walked into the bathroom to wash his hair that Ruan Qiuping suddenly reacted.
Wait! The cook’s daughter! She’s the same age as Xiao Yuhuan! And they live in the same villa!
What's this
This is Qingmei, Zhuma!!!
Just then, the sound of a car was heard downstairs.
Ruan Qiuping walked to the window to look.
The car stopped and a woman came out, holding a little girl's hand, and took out a basket of vegetables from the trunk.
Apparently, these are the cook and her daughter.
Ruan Qiuping stuck his head out and took another closer look.
The little girl was very pretty and tender, and although she was dressed simply, she exuded liveliness.
Ruan Qiuping immediately pictured a bright future in his mind.
He is a lonely young master from a wealthy family with exquisite looks and superior intelligence.
She is the lively and smart, but lowly daughter of a cook.
They have different identities, but they are connected in spirit.
They love each other, but cannot overcome the gap of reality.
The shattered first love in youth, and the reunion that lasts forever many years later.
She no longer felt inferior, and he was no longer timid.
They held hands and promised to be together forever in the next life.
Life is long, but when they are together, every day is sweet.
She died of old age and rests in peace.
He followed it, but rose to the sky.
"Cook's daughter, even if I have to go to hell or see the ten kings of hell, I will find you!"
—"Yu Huan, do you still remember the engagement on your Heavenly Marriage Stone?"
—"What's the point of an engagement? I won't marry anyone except the cook's daughter. I'll take the forty-nine thunderbolts!"
Thinking of this, Ruan Qiuping was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling, and he slapped his thigh excitedly:
It’s stable! It’s stable!!!