Substitute Bride: The Gentle Husband of the Evil Girl is Crazy and Wild

Li Xiaoyu leaned against the stove, clasped his arms, and rested his left ankle on his right ankle.

My left leg is shaking like I have Parkinson's disease.

Gu Fei kneaded the dough with one hand clumsily. It was normal to be unfamiliar with kneading dough for the first time, so she deliberately made things difficult for him.

The cunning one scolded: "Look at what you are kneading, you are mixing food for pigs, I guess pigs won't like it."

Gu Fei seemed not to hear her complaints and continued to knead the dough, concentrating and obedient, without a word of rebuttal.

Li Xiaoyu kept cursing for a long time.

Seeing that Gu Fei still looked indifferent, she shook her feet twice, ready to let him knead the dough.

She went back to take a nap and came back again.

She yawned, glanced at the chopping board, and glanced up at the man.

It’s better not to look.

Seeing that Gu Fei actually frowned, she immediately felt her heart rise to her throat and whispered, "Is this guy going to wake up?"

While observing Gu Fei's expression, he approached quietly.

She walked over to him and saw that his brows were even more furrowed than before, so she pursed her lips slightly.

I didn’t dare to play with him anymore, so I quickly washed my hands and came to help.

She stared at the man's face, put her hand on the back of his hand, and coaxed him in a gentle voice: "This is how you should knead the dough."

With her help, the sinister brows gradually relaxed.

He did not dislike Li Xiaoyu's touch and let her lead him. After spreading the pastry on the pot cake, rolling it up and pressing it down, he could put it outside to fry or bake.

After doing all this, Gu Fei returned to his expressionless face and Li Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I didn't wake up.

Putting the finished pot cake aside for the time being, she scooped a bucket of water onto the chopping board and said impatiently, "Wash your hands."

Gu Fei obediently put his hand into the gourd ladle.

There were still some dough lumps on his hands. Even though he washed them very carefully, the sticky dough lumps were not easy to wash off, especially since he only had one hand.

While he was washing his hands, Li Xiaoyu also put his hands in to wash.

She washed both of her hands, and seeing Gu Fei still slowly tickling the dough on his little finger, she raised her eyes and glanced at the man's handsome face.

He made a displeased sound.

"You are usually very tough when threatening me, but now you are so tough as to remove the bumps from your hands."

No matter how much you complain, you still can't forget to live.

He gently held Gu Fei's left hand with both hands and carefully rubbed off the dough bumps for him.

She lowered her head, pursed her lips and snorted, "How can such a beautiful person have such a vicious mouth?"

"In order to survive, I became the most disgusting bootlicker in my life, and yet you still come to test me."

She kept complaining about Gu Fei's behavior during the day.

She didn't notice at all that a meaningful emotion flashed across the man's brows at this moment.

I washed the pimples on his little finger, then washed the pimples on his other fingers, even cleaning the shallow gaps between his nails.

While washing, she sighed: "You know what, your fingers are pretty nice."

She adjusted her posture, stood sideways on the same side as Gu Fei, and covered the back of his hand with her left hand.

In comparison, her hands were too small.

Seeing that his five fingers were pressed together without any gap, she exclaimed: "Such beautiful hands would look so beautiful if they were dancing with swords."

Unfortunately...his right hand is broken.

She sighed and laughed again, "My hands are suitable for making money."

I don’t know if it’s because she was a designer, but she is very good at self-resolving.

Always find something fun to please yourself.

After comparing his hands, she continued to wash them. After pouring away the hand washing water, she went behind the stove and got some firewood to take outside.

Hearing the sound of her getting firewood, Gu Fei followed.

Seeing him bending down to get firewood, Li Xiaoyu did not stop him, but he did not dare to tease him anymore, as it would be bad if he woke up.

The stove was lit and pot cakes were fried on a round iron sheet while Gu Fei stood by.

The noise made by the two people had already woken up the parrot sleeping on the beam. It came over with its wings fluttering, trying to land on Gu Fei's shoulder.

Li Xiaoyu quickly whispered to it, "Come here, idiot! He is sleepwalking, don't wake him up."

Hearing her somewhat fierce tone, the idiot quickly turned, flew towards her, and then stopped above her head.

Li Xiaoyu raised his eyes and glanced upwards, too lazy to pay attention to it.

Just don't wake up Gu Fei.

"What is sleepwalking?" the studious parrot started to say the reduplication of words again.

When both sides are almost fried, Li Xiaoyu removes the round iron sheet, puts the pot cake into the preheated earthen stove, and bakes it upright against the stove surface.

At the same time, he explained to it in a gentle voice what sleepwalking is.

"So you can't wake him up. Let him wake up on his own."

After hearing her explanation, the idiot turned his head to look at the elegant man next to him.

Those round eyes looked again and again.

The little brain thought for a long time, and finally blurted out a sentence: "He wants you to die, he wants you to die."

Along with this sentence which has few tunes.

An evening breeze blew, and although it was quite warm standing by the earthen stove, Li Xiaoyu felt cold all over, and she rubbed her arms.

She tilted her head to look at the man in his underwear, and said in a nasal voice, "Go back to your room. I'll bring it in when it's ready."

Or maybe Gu Fei is a stubborn person, he won't leave.

"I'll wait here for it to be baked," his voice was cold and without a trace of warmth.

She raised her hand and took his wrist, then stood a little closer to the stove. "Then stand over here."

Seeing that Li Xiaoyu ignored him, the parrot repeated what he had just said: "He wants you to die, he wants you to die."

After the idiot finished speaking, he suddenly felt a little cold.

Its feathers kept shaking.

Li Xiaoyu's scalp was numbing from the trembling. He reached out his hand to grab it from above his head and let it stand on his forearm.

She stroked the little creature's feathers to calm its fear.

Then she tilted her head to look at the man beside her, and snorted proudly: "I'm repaying evil with kindness, and winning people over with virtue. Just because I beat him with a pot-cake in the middle of the night."

"If he kills me again, he will be immoral."

As she said this, she bullied Gu Fei for still sleepwalking, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Am I right?"

Gu Fei had no expression on her face and did not answer.

When he didn't answer, Li Xiaoyu changed her target. She lowered her head and asked the fat parrot, "Am I right?"

The idiot likes her to touch himself.

The little head nodded very diligently, "Yes, yes, yes, yes."

Li Xiaoyu grinned when he got the recognition.

When the pot cake was baked, she took it out with bamboo tongs, and after it cooled down a little, she gave it directly to Gu Fei.

She had touched the parrot with her hands and had not washed her hands, so it was not appropriate to handle it with her hands.

Gu Fei did not take the Guokui, but said indifferently: "Eat half."

Hearing this, Li Xiaoyu's eyes flashed with surprise. She looked at Gu Fei's emotionless eyes, shook her head slightly and said, "This is specially baked for you. Just eat it. I'm not hungry."

"Here, I'll go clean up the kitchen so you can go to bed later."

There was no trace of sarcasm or malice in her words.

Listening to the footsteps of the woman walking towards the kitchen and the chirping of the parrot, Gu Fei stood there with the pot cake in his hand, not eating.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and his invisible gaze fell on his left hand.

My thoughts are a bit complicated.

The cold wind blew on his body, but Gu Fei seemed not to feel the cold. His eyelashes trembled, and he felt a little chill in his heart.

The so-called relatives are not as good as a stranger who has only known you for a few days.

At this moment, the sound of quarreling came from the kitchen.

"You idiot, you want to eat. You idiot, you want to eat."

"Eat a spatula. It's baked for Gu Fei, not for you."

"No matter what, just eat."

Unable to eat the pot cake, the idiot didn't dare to peck at Gu Fei's hand. When Li Xiaoyu was cleaning the kitchen, it was making trouble nearby.

Li Xiaoyu was so angry that he couldn't help but swear at it.

"Eat shit, get out of here."

The man, who was feeling sad, instantly lost his appetite after hearing these words.