It was a quiet night, not a single noise could be heard.

After Xiao Zi took a shower, the noodles were ready, and she and Zhou Hongming ate them face to face.

"Remember to take medicine at night, otherwise the cold will get worse tomorrow." He said to her, "I seem to be infected by you, and my throat feels uncomfortable."

Xiao Zi said lazily and nonchalantly: "Then you can go out and hide for a few days."

"If I don't hide, I would be willing to be infected by you."

She gave him a dirty look.

"You don't have anything to ask me?"

"No." Xiao Zi was not interested.

There was endless disappointment in Zhou Hongming's eyes. She really didn't care about him.

But he still said half-jokingly: "You have to live here with me for the rest of your life. Are you willing?"

"If I don't live my life, what hope do I have in this life?" Xiao Zi raised the corners of her lips mockingly.

But she knew that Zhou Hongming would not be willing to live here for the rest of his life.

He is so young and extremely ambitious. How could he be willing to lose to Meng Chen? He will definitely get out.

He failed miserably last time at Happy Island. He would definitely find ways to come back, but he would not show any of his thoughts in front of her.

But how could Xiao Zi not know?

"Xiao Zi, you are more decadent than me. How come you have no hope for girls? You don't like beautiful clothes, good wine, and fat babies?" Zhou Hongming smiled, "Look, there are so many good things in the world.

There are so many things.”

"You're right, I don't like it either."

"Then what do you like?"

"I just like to live in a state of intoxication and live one day at a time." She also smiled, her smile as charming as a rose, with thorns in her publicity.

The smile in Zhou Hongming's eyes stagnated, but it was actually Xiao Zi's smile that was too dazzling.

He clearly remembered that she was not like this when she was a teenager. At that time, Xiao Zi was simple and beautiful, as sweet as a sunflower, full of vitality and vigor.

Xiao Zi was probably hungry because she finished the whole bowl of noodles.

She never washes dishes here, nor does she know how to clean. Zhou Hongming does all these things, and even her clothes are washed by Zhou Hongming.

At first Zhou Hongming would protest a few words: "Why should I do it?"

Xiao Zi ignored him.

Zhou Hongming was discouraged and had no choice but to do it.

The second generation ancestor, who has never touched Yang Chun Shui, has started to learn to work since he came here.

Xiao Zi really had no interest in anything. After dinner, she would sit on the sofa, turn on the radio, and listen to the program wrapped in a blanket.

She likes to listen to story-telling programs, and will fall asleep while listening to them. When she falls asleep...she doesn't know if life can also be turned into a story, so that she can rewrite the process and ending.

Zhou Hongming washed the dishes, washed the clothes, folded the quilt and made the bed.

By the time he finished everything, Xiao Zi had fallen asleep.

She was sleeping very quietly, with the thorns on her body restrained, and he couldn't help but take a second look.

The international channel on the radio was still telling stories, and the sensational female voice sighed emotionally as she told the story, "I am so forgetful in old age, but I never forget my lovesickness."

The sound matches the rain outside very well, and there is a bit of sentimentality hidden in the sensationalism.

Zhou Hongming lowered his head and kissed her cheek.

Xiao Zi moved her body, but did not wake up. She only frowned and murmured: "Senior brother..."

Zhou Hongming stopped kissing, and his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see to the end.

Senior brother?

He and Meng Chen are both her senior brothers.
Chapter completed!