novelraw Chapter 1859: In the Dead of Night, Burlap Bag Beating (17)
Chapter 1859: In the Dead of Night, Burlap Bag Beating (17)
Even if it ever happened, it was basically because she woke up late, so she didn’t know what he looked like when he slept.
But looking at his flushed face from drunkenness now, she thought he was really adorable.
She leaned down on the bedside, playing with his long eyelashes with her fingers. Watching him turn his head away in irritation, furrowing his brows in frustration when he couldn’t escape, she couldn’t help but laugh. As she laughed, her gaze became wistful again.
She propped herself up and leaned over to give him another kiss, then whispered, "Brother Xi, I’m really happy today."
"Mom often tells me, my world is full of people, but your world only has me. At first, I was quite happy about it, but later I felt really sorry. I was afraid I wasn’t doing well, afraid you would be lonely, afraid you had no friends. You never liked playing with the other guys, I always thought you really didn’t care."
"But today, seeing you fight with them, seeing you drink with them, I realized it’s not like that, you do actually care about them, don’t you?"
"I think it’s really great, Brother Xi. In the future, your world will be even more full, with Uncle Duan, with friends, with brothers, and with me. We will grow up together, get married, and after marriage... I’ll even have babies for you. Although I’m afraid of the pain, I can endure it and have several for you, okay?"
The last "okay?" was so soft in Ruan Jiaojiao’s voice that it was almost like a mosquito’s buzz, and her little face was as red as if it would drip blood.
Duan Xi was asleep, so naturally, he wouldn’t give any response. Ruan Jiaojiao didn’t expect any reaction from him, either. She propped herself up and gave him another kiss on the face, turned off the bedside lamp, and left the room.
What she didn’t know was that as soon as she closed the door, in the dark room, the person who was supposed to be dead drunk opened his eyes.
Outside, Ruan Jiaojiao picked the room opposite his to sleep in. She was really exhausted today, and almost immediately fell asleep after lying down.
Standing outside the door, Duan Xi felt the breathing inside the room settle, then silently opened the door, walked over to the bed, climbed up carefully, wrapped the small bundle into his embrace, and closed his eyes.
It’s just that while the night was destined to be a beautiful dream for them, it was an unforgettable nightmare for those eight others.
After being beaten up with burlap sacks, they didn’t move for a long time. The sky grew darker; no one noticed them, and even if they did, no one dared to come closer.
They lay in the icy snow for half an hour before slowly recovering a little. Struggling to take off the burlap sacks from their heads, they hadn’t even had time to spit out any harsh words to regain their face when they saw, under the night, two sinuous sticks wriggling toward them.
At first, they couldn’t see clearly what it was, only knowing to yell for help and crawl in that direction. But as they got closer and could see what it was, they were all stunned.
"Snake!" one of them shouted.
They turned their heads and started to run, but where could they find any strength? They could only crawl all over the ground.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss..." It wasn’t a snake, even Changchong didn’t know!
Xiaobai resentfully flicked his forked tongue, seeing yet another dirty human fainting, he twisted his sinuous body somewhat bored, weaving through them, searching for the scent that had drawn him here.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss..." Clearly, it’s Little Cutie’s scent.