The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife(26)

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 Chapter 26 He Uses Maltose to Appease Her

Bai Lu's thoughts drifted away, and she didn't even notice someone sitting beside her until there was a piece of meat added to her bowl, emanating a delicious aroma that aroused her appetite. Blushing, she snapped back to reality and began eating. A shallow, low laughter from a man seemed to reach her ears, followed by another piece of meat appearing in her bowl. It wasn't fatty meat; it was lean pork belly, a dish she often picked during meals. The night was cool, but the atmosphere at the dinner table tonight was better than the previous two days. Despite the presence of chili peppers, the spiciness had decreased significantly. Xiao Wei felt that chestnuts were indeed somewhat useful, not in vain for his efforts in burying them for so long. So, when Bai Lu suggested using the chestnuts he stored to start a small business together, Xiao Wei readily pushed the decision to Xiao Cheng. The house belonged to Xiao Cheng, and so did the chestnut tree. His role was merely to help pick up fallen chestnuts from the ground, clean them, and store them in bags. The decision on how to use them should naturally be deferred to his big brother. Bai Lu lay on the bed, facing the wall, the sheets still neatly arranged as a barrier in the middle of the bed. As she pondered how to broach the topic, a large hand suddenly reached out, covering her stomach. A slight coolness seeped through her sweater, and she instinctively wanted to push it away. However, as her hand moved, the man's low voice sounded near her ear, "Don't move." Was he touching his own child? Bai Lu felt like a prey caught in the hunter's grasp, her body stiffening, not daring to move. Every nerve in her body tensed, and her thoughts seemed to vanish as if struck by a bullet. Her heartbeat reached her throat, and she even restrained her breath, trying not to contract her belly too much, afraid of giving away the act. Bai Lu wasn't the type to lose her appetite when angry; instead, she ate more. Despite taking a walk in the courtyard after dinner, her little belly still bulged slightly. But no matter how full it appeared, the thirty thousand yuan belly was ultimately her disadvantage. She had to be the one to lower her head first and speak up. "I..." As the first word left her mouth, the hand casually resting on the bed suddenly clasped her hand and turned it over. A small item was placed in her palm, exuding a subtle, sweet fragrance. It traveled from her hand to the confined space on the bed. Looking at the item in her hand, Bai Lu, in the dim light, saw a bright white maltose, cut into small squares or irregular shapes, sold by weight without the colorful wrapping papers seen in later years. She was stunned for a moment, then turned around to face the man who was also lying on his side. With eyes as clear as crystal, she stared at him, suppressing the words that were on the tip of her tongue. As he met her gaze with a calm and stern face, he unexpectedly took out another piece of maltose and stuffed it into her mouth. "Did you buy it for me?" Bai Lu suddenly asked. The maltose melted on her tongue, sweet and fragrant, slipping down her throat into her heart. Xiao Cheng pulled out another piece of maltose seemingly out of nowhere and pushed it into the girl's mouth as she stared at him in surprise. She looked so bright, like the moon surrounded by countless stars in the sky, shining brightly and pure. It made him feel a certain impulse... "Is it not good? Why are you looking at me like that?" Xiao Cheng, seemingly indifferent, took back his gaze, and, as if nothing had happened, said, "Not good?" "It's good," Bai Lu replied. She was an honest girl. "Hmm," Xiao Cheng responded, succinctly. Although his tone was casual, Bai Lu, with sharp eyes, saw a faint upward curve at the corner of his lips. What a reserved and proud big man! Bai Lu suddenly felt that he wasn't as difficult to talk to as she had thought. She immediately pulled back the blanket that separated them and lay on her side, facing him. Holding the maltose in her hand, she smiled sweetly, "Are the sugar-fried chestnuts I made today delicious?" The sugar-fried chestnuts were placed on the Eight Immortals table in the main room. After dinner, she saw Xiao Cheng take one. Xiao Cheng remembered the sugared chestnuts in the paper funnel, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly. He looked up to meet Bai Lu's expectant gaze. His smile, even sweeter than the sugared chestnuts, appeared. Nodding slightly, he said, "Not bad." Bai Lu's smile became even brighter, like a blooming sunflower, "I want to sell sugar-fried chestnuts on the street." The chestnuts were his, so all she needed was his approval. Inexplicably, Xiao Cheng's face darkened upon hearing this. The whole house, even the old hen in the backyard, seemed to sense a change in the atmosphere and dared not cluck after laying eggs, as if aware of an impending storm.  

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