My wife has a cinnabar mole in her heart

When he caught up with Qu Yue, Qu Yue had already dug out a new cartoon bed cover from the plastic bag, unwrapped it and went to the washing machine.

Qi Yi followed behind Qu Yue, staring at Qu Yue's actions curiously.

Qu Yue pulled out the small box in the washing machine, poured laundry detergent into it, and pressed the start button of the washing machine. She didn't glance at Qi Yi who was standing aside stupidly until she was done with her work.

Qi Yi caught his eyes and blinked at him innocently.

"Are you hungry?" Even when she was asking, Qu Yue's tone never rose, as flat as the surface of a lake that had never been kissed by the wind.

"Hungry." Qi Yi lowered his head and touched his stomach.

"I'll cook." Qu Yue said, walking towards the kitchen.

Qi Yi quickly took off his mask and threw it in the trash can. Just as he was about to help, he saw Qu Yue turned around and came back: "What's wrong?"

"There's no food at home." Qu Yue stood at the refrigerator in the living room, took out a pack of quick-frozen dumplings, and planned to heat it up.

"Yueyue, do you eat this all the time when you're at home?" Qi Yi took the thing in his hand, it was cold, like Qu Yue.

"Well, it's like this at home." It's just that he seldom goes home, and basically eats canteen meals.

"No wonder Yue Yue is so thin." Qi Yi sighed.

Hearing this, Qu Yue frowned slightly.

If he remembered correctly, when he first met Qi Yi, Qi Yi was as thin as a scavenger.Even now I don't have much meat, how dare I say that I...

"Yueyue, let's go grocery shopping." Qi Yi suggested.

"I don't want to go."

"Well, how many Yueyue do you want to eat?" Qi Yi looked at the things in his hands for a while, then suddenly "stabbed" and tore the package in half from the middle, and the dumplings covered in crushed ice were in front of Qu Yue's. Most of the face popped out, and fell happily on the ground.

Qu Yue looked at the dumpling that stopped playing at her feet: "...This is the last package."

"Oh." Qi Yi exclaimed in response, he quickly squatted down and put the dumplings back into the bag one by one.When he picked up the dumpling at Qu Yue's feet, Qi Yi looked at it as if checking it, and felt that it was not clean, so he wiped the dumpling on himself.

"What are you doing?" Qu Yue asked.

"I want to cook dumplings for Yueyue." Qi Yi said seriously, but there was a small black spot on it that couldn't be wiped off no matter what.

After thinking about it, he picked out the little black dot with his hands, and before Qu Yue stopped him, he put it in his mouth, tasted it, and said pleasantly, "It really is sesame."

Qu Yue: "..."

He bent down and took the thing in Qi Yi's hand, and pulled Qi Yi up from the ground: "This is not edible."

"But the floor of Yue Yue's house is not dirty at all." Qi Yi reached out to grab the bag in Qu Yue's hand, and he didn't have the nerve to say that the candy he dropped on the ground before was just a few mouthfuls to spit out the dusty layer and continue food.

"I'm going out to buy groceries, you wait for me at home." Qu Yue hid the packaging bag behind her so that Qi Yi would not touch it.

"Okay, I'll go with Yueyue." Qi Yi instantly gave up the act of snatching, and smiled with a row of white teeth, "I want to buy vegetables for Yueyue's lunch."

Qu Yue immediately suspected that he dropped the dumplings on purpose, but Qi Yi's stupid behavior just now made him dispel such thoughts.

Not long after going upstairs, the two went downstairs again.

Qu Yue wanted to buy a bunch of instant food to prepare, but Qi Yi pushed the trolley and ran away when he saw it, refusing to let him put it.

He had no choice but to take two bags with his own hands, and after Qi Yi picked out the vegetables, he put them in while Qi Yi wasn't paying attention.

The lunch for the last two was well prepared.

Qi Yi's craftsmanship is really good. If he hadn't seen Qi Yi be stupid, Qu Yue would have suspected that the person she saw outside the kitchen who skillfully cut carrots into even thin slices with a knife was Qi Yi.

"Yueyue, when do you go to work in the afternoon?" Qi Yi asked with his chopsticks in his mouth.

"...No need to go." Qu Yue shook her head and said, "I'm on vacation, I'll go back in a few days."

"Great!" Qi Yixi smiled, "Shall we play water gun together this afternoon?"

Qu Yue nodded silently, and put the food into her mouth.

He nodded his head to eat, and after a while, suddenly a pair of chopsticks picked up a bitten piece of meat and put it in his bowl.

Qu Yue froze for a moment, then looked up at Qi Yi in confusion.

"This piece of meat is delicious." Qi Yi smiled and rolled his eyes, "I've already tasted it for Yueyue."

Qu Yue: "..."

He took a deep breath, wanting to pick out the meat, really wanting to.

But when he met Qi Yi's expectant eyes, he couldn't bear to brush his heart in front of him.

So Qu Yue finally picked up the piece of meat and put it in her mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it.

Taste... really good...

"Hey." Qi Yi smiled like a fool.

Seeing Qi Yi's appearance, Qu Yue raised the corners of her mouth little by little.He couldn't hold back and said, "You idiot..."

Sorry after that.

But Qi Yi didn't seem to hear, and continued to pick up food for Qu Yue: "Yue Yue eat more."

Qu Yue stayed on the topic sensitively: "...I just..."

"It's okay." Qi Yi took a sip of the grease stains on his chopsticks, "I love to hear whatever Yueyue calls me."

"why……"

"Because Yueyue is so nice, she won't scold me." Qi Yi blinked slyly.

After the two finished their meal, Qu Yue went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Qi Yi sat among a pile of toys, put a bunch of dolls on the legs of the big bear he brought out from the bedroom, and said as he waved: "A big dad with four little sons."

"The yellow doll is the eldest brother, the red doll is the second brother, the white doll is the third brother, and the black doll is the fourth brother."

"Brother likes magic wands." Qi Yi said, putting the wand that symbolized power on the yellow doll that represented desire.

"Second brother likes knives." Qi Yi put the toy knife symbolizing ferocity into the hands of the red doll representing blood.

"Then there is our third brother. The third brother likes pink." Qi Yi found a piece of pink cloth and wrapped it around the third brother. After admiring it, "Wow, the third brother is so cute in a small skirt."

"The last one is the fourth brother." Qi Yi put down the pink doll, looked at the last black doll, his eyes were bright or dark, "So, what does it like?"

Qi Yi thought about it carefully, opened the watercolor pen Qu Yue bought for him, took out a dark blue one and put it in the doll's hand: "Yeah, it's done, I'm awesome!"

When Qu Yue went out to the washing machine to take the bed cover out to dry, Qi Yi glanced at him quietly, and suddenly came up with inspiration: "My story seems to be missing a princess."

"Then..." Qi Yi rummaged through the toys for a long time, but couldn't find one that suits him, so he dismantled the huge dark blue toy water gun, "Then use my favorite thing as a princess."

"Is blue a little depressed? Well, well, the princess in this story is a little bit quiet because she's not happy."

"Why isn't it happy?" Qi Yi held his chin and thought for a while, "Ah, because elder brother cast a spell on it with a magic wand and captured the princess."

"Ah, I forgot to introduce what the princess likes. What does the princess like? Of course the water gun likes water, so our princess loves the sea." Qi Yi frowned when he said something unhappy, "But the elder brother Put the princess in the mud, so the princess wants to run away. Who will save the princess? The terrible second brother, or the pure third brother?"

After drying the bed cover, Qu Yue took a bed of cotton and spread it on the balcony.

After doing all this, he walked to Qi Yi and stopped: "What are you talking about?"

"I'm telling myself a story." Qi Yi raised his head and smiled at Qu Yue, "Yue Yue, would you like to sit down and listen together?"

"No." Qu Yue walked around him to the bedroom, "I want to take a lunch break."

"Lunch break?" Qi Yi got up from the ground and patted his cold buttocks.

"Sleep." Qu Yue changed the word.

"I want it too." Qi Yi followed Qu Yue, his eyes fell on the Mickey Mouse bed with one ear missing, "But my bed only has boards, no cotton."

"I tanned it for you."

"So can I sleep on Yueyue's bed?"