Chapter 49
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"It's up to you whether you want to come back or not! Who's looking forward to your return? "
That hair-raising voice made Lu Xingzhi chuckle repeatedly. He thought to himself, It looks like I'll have to fight those brats for the holidays this year.
Jiang Yao's face was steaming hot in the bathroom. Even though the door was between them, she seemed to be able to hear the faint laughter coming from outside.
The woman in the mirror was blushing. She lowered her head and washed her face to suppress her restlessness. When she turned around, she inadvertently saw the mark on her neck. She thought about the mosquito bites Mama Lu mentioned in the morning. She chuckled softly and mumbled to herself, "This mosquito's surname is Lu Xingzhi."
Jiang Yao came out of the bathroom just as Lu Xingzhi entered. She was wearing the nightgown Lu Xingzhi had changed her into last night. The buttons of the nightgown were still lying pitifully in the drawer.
At that thought, Jiang Yao took out the buttons and found a needle and thread to sew them back on. Her needlework wasn't great, but sewing buttons wasn't a problem for her. Even though she was the youngest daughter in the family, Mother Jiang had taught her these things when she was in middle school. Mother Jiang believed that this was something a girl should at least know how to do.
The difference between men and women wasn't only reflected in their bodies, but also in the way they did the same thing.
Jiang Yao took half an hour to shower. Lu Xingzhi came out in a few minutes, looking refreshed. As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he saw Jiang Yao sewing buttons. He thought for a moment, then took out a shirt from his luggage and tossed it to Jiang Yao.
"Take it off while you're at it."
Lu Xingzhi tossed it casually. The shirt just so happened to land directly on top of Jiang Yao's head, blocking her view.
Jiang Yao's hands were like the claws of a kitten. She scratched for a long time before she finally pulled the shirt off her head. She held it in her hands and glared angrily at Lu Xingzhi.
Lu Xingzhi was a little surprised. After all, he didn't do it on purpose. But when he saw Jiang Yao angrily scratching the shirt on her head, he thought it was especially cute.
"The first two buttons are loose. Help me sew them while you're at it," Lu Xingzhi repeated.
Jiang Yao put her nightgown aside. Then, she flipped the shirt in her hands. To be exact, the first three buttons were on the verge of falling off. She whispered, "You're so impatient to undo my buttons, but you're so impatient to undo yours too?"
Lu Xingzhi heard her, but he didn't explain. The buttons were loosened during a fight. He felt that the scene of Jiang Yao working seriously with a needle and thread was especially pleasing to the eye.
It only took a few minutes to sew the buttons. After she was done, Jiang Yao folded Lu Xingzhi's shirt neatly and placed it in his luggage. She inadvertently saw something lying inside.
She was a little surprised. It was the pentagram she put in the transparent jar at home. When he was at the Jiang family's house, he touched the jar. She didn't know when he took the pentagram.
Jiang Yao didn't ask. She put his shirt in his luggage without revealing anything on her face. She sat back on the bed as if she didn't see anything.
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