The cook looked puzzled, but did not dare to ask anything and respectfully left the room.
The compartment hadn’t had anyone living inside for a long time, and it was indeed a little difficult to clean up.
When Amelia Bright decided to sleep in the same bed with Farren Austin, she had no intention of moving back in, and she even filled the cubicle with drawing boards and paints the next day to avoid Farren Austin evicting her.
She threw her pillow and quilt on the bed, and found no place to put her feet, so she kicked open the paint box next to her.
“The clanging sound echoed in the small cubicle and was sharp and ear-splitting.
What is the reason? Why did she have to sleep in this shitty place instead of being aggrieved?
Thinking of this, she frowned, knocked herself on the head, pulled open the door and walked back, and was about to have a new theory with Farren Austin, when the scene in front of her almost made her smoke.
He was sitting at the coffee table eating his midnight snack.
The room was filled with the sweet scent of cinnamon.
“What are you eating?” She asked.
“Cinnamon dumplings.”
“I know! That’s mine.”
“Yours?” Farren Austin looked up at her, “On what grounds?”
“I asked Qi sister to save my midnight snack for me, why are you like that?”
Amelia Bright stared straight at her, unable to believe that her dumpling was already half eaten, and was about to grab it with her split hand.
“Hey, don’t eat it, it’s mine.”
Farren Austin stretched out his arms to avoid her hand, and she lost her weight and flung her whole body into his arms.
“Ah …”
A shocked cry echoed through the room for a long time.
Her face smashed into Farren Austin’s chest, the right half of her cheek just knocked on the metal buckle of his uniform, a slight friction will be hot and painful, she tried to brace herself to stand up, but when her hand moved, she suddenly felt that she touched a place she shouldn’t, and obviously felt Farren Austin’s body stiffen.
“Hug, sorry …”
Her mind was blank, at the moment, only thinking of hurrying to stand up, the hand a no light, heavy press.
“Mmmm …” There was a muffled grunt from the top of her head that she was trying very hard to hold back.
The man’s voice seemed to be in his ear, low and hoarse, with an unquestionable warning.
“Don’t move.”
She wanted to find a crack in the ground, how can this not move ah? She had clearly felt the beating of her hand, but that … was really not her own hand moving!
Farren Austin pressed her waist hand tighter and tighter, she could not hold on, and fell back into his arms, his arm directly between the two, stuck in a rather awkward position, unable to move.
She was on the verge of tears, “Can you let me … let me up.”
The gasp overhead was extraordinarily ragged, she couldn’t see Farren Austin’s expression, and had no time Wind. Flower. Snow. Moon things, only knew that this position she was in at the moment was too uncomfortable, help.
Maintain this position for a long time, Amelia Bright’s arms are numb, only to finally feel the force on the waist gradually relaxed, Farren Austin’s voice returned to normal.
“You get up.”
“I …” Amelia Bright almost burst into tears, “My legs are numb.”
Farren Austin seemed to be frozen for a moment before he put his hand back on her waist and gently lifted her up, then dropped her to the ground amidst her cries of “Oy vey vey vey vey vey vey vey vey vey vey …”. The ground.
Amelia Bright sat on the ground as if she was petrified and waited for the numbness to pass, almost to the point of laughter.
After a long time, when the numbness had passed, she stood up on the coffee table like an old man with a weak leg, limped on the sofa, rubbed her leg pitifully, and muttered in a low voice.
“Rascal, bully.”
Farren Austin ignored the half bowl of dumplings and ate every last one of them in front of her.
The sound of someone swallowing saliva could be heard from almost every corner of the room.
“Did you really finish eating?” She looked at the empty bowl with bated breath, “There’s no soup left, are you a hungry ghost?”
Farren Austin swept her off her feet with a bemused glance.
“Stetson Madden wants to kill you, and nine times out of ten, it’s because of your mouth.”
Amelia Bright was so angry that she didn’t want to talk to him, she didn’t even have the strength to talk back.
Farren Austin stared at her for a moment, “Why don’t you say anything?”
Amelia Bright lowered her head and deliberately ignored him.
“Don’t you want to eat dumplings?”
“Where’s the soup dumpling? I soup you a big …”
Before the word ‘head ghost’ could pop out of her mouth, she watched Farren Austin bring out a bowl of soup dumplings from under the coffee table like a magic trick.
The moment she saw the dumplings, she swallowed back the last two words, her face turned cloudy and she picked up the spoon and ate it.
Farren Austin had never imagined that anyone could be so happy over a bowl of dumplings.
In his mind, people are hard to fill, no matter how much they get, what they have, what they don’t have can be an endless goal to fight for.
But the woman in front of her is different, she clearly shows great ambition, desperately chasing fame and fortune, fighting to express themselves, but in front of such a bowl of dumplings, she can still be satisfied as if she already has the world.
“For the sake of the soup dumplings, I’ll forgive you for wronging me this evening,”
Amelia Bright wiped her mouth with satisfaction and said righteously.
“But don’t do this in the future, I don’t like people wronging me, although I’m not Austin, but I’m married to you also considered the Austin family, you can’t always be partial to your own brother, next time is not an example.”
Farren Austin looked at her and said with a smile.
“I hear you saying that you’re not going to sleep in the cubicle tonight?”
“I’m not sleeping in a cubicle, that’s for you to clean up, if you ever wrong me again, you’ll sleep in the cubicle.”
“You’re going to let me sleep in the cubicle?” Farren Austin didn’t believe his ears.
Amelia Bright stiffened, God knows where she got the nerve to tell Farren Austin this kind of crap, and snorted to find a complement.
“I mean in the future, it’s fairer for both of us to sleep in the cubicle if either of us makes a mistake, but … but forget it for today, ahaha, forget it for today.”
The last sentence she felt she had used her lifelong desire to live.
After saying that, she patted her butt and went to the bathroom, very raw and forced to change the subject.
“That, I brush my teeth first, wait for me five minutes before you take a shower ah.”
Looking at Amelia Bright’s slightly haphazard back, Farren Austin slightly narrowed his eyes, the end of his eyes slightly raised, showing a rare helpless smile.