Her black moonlight [quick wear]

"Hey?" Yue Yu stood up straight, took off the blindfold with one hand, shook his black hair, and wanted to ask, "What's so good about touching your legs?" '.

When the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back abruptly, her eyes glanced at the hem of Xin Rong's lowered skirt, and she changed her words: "Yes, if you want to touch it, feel free to touch it."

She bent down generously and rolled up her pants, revealing a section of snow-white calf.

The normal aesthetics of human beings is fat and thin, even flesh and blood, but her legs are as thin as bamboo poles, as thin as chopsticks that break when folded, and have no texture or beauty except white.

But Xin Rong likes it very much.

She stretched out her hand, her fingertips were like feathers, floating on Yue Yu's skin, she muttered to herself without blinking: "It's so beautiful..."

She was clearly praising her softly, but for some reason, Yue Yu's inexplicable hairs stood on end, his back felt cold, and an absurd illusion flashed in his mind-Xin Rong longed for her legs, longed to cut her limbs, and transfer them to himself body.

The next moment, Xin Rong lowered his eyelashes, and retracted his fingers calmly.

Yue Yu also came back to his senses, the hallucinations shattered like bubbles in the empty air, leaving no trace.

It's almost two o'clock.

Xin Rong, who stayed in the room, said goodbye to Yue Yu reluctantly: "I should go back and read."

Yue Yu thoughtfully said, "I'll push you over."

Xin Rong quietly withdrew his hand driving the wheelchair, nodded obediently and said, "Thank you sister."

After sending Xin Rong to her bedroom, Yue Yu gently closed the door, and when he turned around, he unexpectedly saw Ning Su appearing at the stairs, waving to her with a smile.

Yue Yu ran over suspiciously, only to hear the other party gently say: "Do you want to eat the dessert made by my mother, Xiao Yu?"

to be frank……

I don't really want to eat.

She had lunch and was fed snacks by Xin Rong, which made her stomach full and she had no interest in desserts.

but--

The four words 'made by mother' have too much influence on orphans.

In order not to collapse the character design, Yue Yu had no choice but to nod with tears, and was led to the kitchen by Ning Su.

"200 grams of light cream."

"200 grams of pure milk."

"Cherries... fine sugar... condensed milk..."

Ning Su said that it was to be eaten by Yue Yu, so in front of her, she detailed the raw materials used and made the finished product bit by bit.

Yue Yu was tied with a lace apron and a white chef's hat that was one size smaller on his head. Looking at him blankly and ignorantly, he suspected that Ning Su was teaching himself how to be a maid in disguise in the name of cooking for him. Make small desserts.

But she took a closer look at Ning Su's gentle and watery smile, and felt that she was thinking too much - what evil could her adoptive mother have?Definitely wanting her to feel a mother's love.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Under the influence of mother's love, Yue Yu successfully made fresh milk jelly by stepping on a small stool.

Ning Su happily touched her head, smiled and asked her to take the dessert to the third floor, and share her debut work with Xin Rong.

Yue Yu thought about it, cut a piece for Ning Su, and then went upstairs with the plate.

Xin Rong is practicing calligraphy in the room.

She used to like copying her grandfather's calligraphy the most. After returning from the hospital, her calligraphy has improved by leaps and bounds, and the style of the wandering strokes has been faintly visible. Gradually, she no longer copied grandpa's calligraphy, but tried on her own Write something else.

When Yue Yu knocked on the door, Xin Rong had just finished writing the character 'Yu'. When Yue Yu entered the room, the copybook was quietly placed under the table, overlapping with the rest of the characters 'Yu'.

"Writing is hard work." Yue Yu briskly ran to the table and put the plate on it: "Come and taste the panna cotta I made."

Xin Rong was stunned: "You...did it?"

Yue Yu nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, it's still hot when it's fresh out of the oven, you can taste it quickly and see how it tastes."

Xin Rong hummed, and didn't start immediately, but took out the wet towel, wiped his fingers carefully, then picked up the small spoon on the plate, scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

Yue Yu was still a little confident in his craft, and asked with a smile on seeing this: "How is it?"

Xin Rong swallowed the smooth and sweet panna cotta, his eyes lit up: "It's delicious."

It seemed that these two words were not enough to describe how much she liked it, so she added emphatically, "It's delicious."

Yue Yu was amused by her, took two sips, and then put down the spoon: "I also made black tea, I don't know if it's ready, you eat first, I'll go down and have a look."

Xin Rong's eyes were glued to the panna cotta, and he nodded meekly and obediently.

Yue Yu left the room and when he walked to the stairs, he suddenly heard a muffled sound.

She couldn't tell whether it was coming from upstairs or downstairs, she hesitated for a second, then walked into the kitchen faster.

Ning Su and the others stood inside comfortably, saw her come in, and said with a smile: "The black tea will be ready in a while, and mother will bring it to you."

Yue Yu was thinking about the sound, and hurried back to the third floor after answering.

As soon as the door opened, she was in shock.

The plate that was placed on the table just now fell to the ground and fell to pieces. The unfinished yogurt rolled around a few times, and the milky white skin was already covered with dust.

Not far from the panna cotta, the standing wheelchair also fell to the ground. Xin Rong, who was holding his back upright while writing, was holding his upper body awkwardly, as if he wanted to stand up.

However, her two legs didn't respond, and they were folded in a strange posture, which made one's scalp tingle at a glance.

The bad premonition in Yue Yu's heart came true, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help up the wheelchair, but when she wanted to hug Xin Rong, Xin Rong seemed to be stressed, and his voice suddenly sharpened: "Don't touch me!"

Yue Yu was startled by her call, and stood in a daze, looking at her at a loss as she lowered her head, used her hands as legs, and crawled forward little by little.

She dragged her two legs, crawled to the side of the panna cotta, and picked up the dusty panna cotta silently.

Yue Yu suddenly understood the reason for her fall—probably because she accidentally dropped the plate, and then tried to bend down to pick it up, but overturned the wheelchair.

It's just a plate of dessert, do you care so much?

Even though he knew that waste was shameful, this question still popped up in Yue Yu's mind.

No one answered her doubts. After Xin Rong picked up the panna cotta, he lowered his head and wiped the dust off the panna cotta.

Yue Yu saw the horror: [...Help, she doesn't want to eat after cleaning it up, does she? 】

System: [Compared to you, I feel that the heroine came out of an orphanage. 】

Yue Yu twitched the corners of his lips, but before he could turn back, he saw Xin Rong rubbing, and tears suddenly rolled down his cheeks, the tears gathered at the pointy chin, and finally fell on the milk jelly overwhelmed, drawing out A clear trace.

Yue Yu couldn't stand anymore, went over to snatch her panna cotta, and threw them all into the trash can: "Don't eat this anymore, I will make you other desserts in the future."

She looked at Xin Rong, and made a promise in a serious tone: "No matter what you want to eat, and when you want to eat it, I will make it for you."

Xin Rong didn't raise his head, and let his tears hit the ground. After a while, he said in a low voice, "Don't do it... I don't deserve it. I'll just overturn the plate and dirty your hard work..."

Yue Yu considered it carefully: "It's not your fault—"

"It's my fault!" Xin Rong broke out suddenly, crying hysterically: "I'm disabled! I'm a burden to my parents! I'll be dependent on others all my life, and be a shameless vampire!"

System: [Hey, why is the heroine so precocious? 】

Yue Yu didn't listen to the words of the system, and when she saw Xin Rong collapsed, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable in her heart, and squatted down involuntarily, holding Xin Rong's hand, and comforted her awkwardly: "You are Mrs. Xin and Xin Rong. Mister's only child, how could they think you are a burden?"

"They don't think so now..." Xin Rong said with a trembling voice, weeping and laughing, "After my younger brother is born, will you gradually find me annoying?"

"Brother?" Yue Yu was stunned, and then hurriedly said: "Did you hear what others said? Don't believe those nonsense words! Your parents love you so much, they will never abandon your biological brother!"

——In the plot of the original novel, when Mrs. Xin adopted the original owner, she deliberately put it under the name of Ning Su, fearing that Xin Rong would misunderstand her.And after the plot ended, the Xin family did not have a second child. Obviously, the Xin family's parents loved their daughter deeply and had no plans to have another child at all.

"No one told me this." Xin Rong's tone was light and light, and he was no longer as excited as before: "I guessed it myself. Dad's company needs an heir, and grandpa and mother also want to raise an excellent child..."

The system interrupted: [No, no matter how smart the heroine is, she can't think of this, right? 】

Yue Yu thought it was annoying, so he threw the word 'shut up' in the past, then took a deep breath, and put his hands on Xin Rong's shoulders: "It's too early for you to think about this now, maybe in the eyes of your parents, these are all Not as important as you."

Xin Rong said softly: "Ah... is it..."

She has stopped crying, but she is like a hollow bamboo, without the usual vigor, even if she listens to Yue Yu's words, she doesn't listen to her heart, she just agrees with her mouth.

Yue Yu couldn't help but tighten his hand on her shoulders, various thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he spoke, asking an irrelevant question: "Miss, I'm your maid, right?"

Xin Rong was startled, shook his head and said, "No, you are my... sister."

"That's just your personal title. I'm Ning Su's adopted daughter. We have no blood relationship." Yue Yu dismissed her words in one gulp. Seeing her pale face, he said without pause: "From the perspective of work, I will be Your maid, your maid."

Xin Rong unconsciously grabbed the hem of her clothes, with tears in his eyes: "Sister, don't say that... I don't like to hear you say such things, do you want me?"

Yue Yu didn't answer, but asked instead: "What is a maid to you?"

Confusion flashed across Xin Rong's eyes, she opened her mouth, and answered tentatively: "It's a friend..."

"I don't think so." Yue Yu said seriously: "Or, not exactly."

Xin Rong's heart tightened, and he asked anxiously, "What do you mean?"

Yue Yu smiled, and carried her back into the wheelchair with a little force: "You think you are a burden to the Xin family, and that they have no obligation to take care of the rest of your life, but I am different. They all say that it is only right and proper to use money to do things. Since I eat at your house, live at your house, and take your salary, then I help you protect you...is it a matter of course?"

"You can refuse everyone's help, but don't refuse mine."

Yue Yu put Xin Rong's legs back, covered her with a plain flowered blanket again, raised her face, and said softly, "Because I am your maid."

"It's your second pair of legs for the rest of your life."