Chapter 40 Little Butterfly is not small

That night, after eating in the canteen, Zhong Cheng went back to his room early to rest. Although Qian Duolai and others insisted on him drink some wine, Zhong Cheng was in any mood to drink when he thought of what he was going to do tomorrow. The "treasure forest" may be a dangerous place. It doesn't guarantee sleep and keep up. Zhong Cheng is afraid that he will not be able to stand it at that time. Besides, Zhong Cheng hasn't slept well in the past few days. He is really tired.

Seeing Zhong Cheng insisting so much, Qian Duolai and others will no longer be persuaded. So this dinner was still as usual. The difference was that everyone praised Zhong Cheng fiercely during the dinner, which made Zhong Cheng blush and embarrassed.

Of course, it has to be mentioned that Zhong Cheng and Xiaodie have become the focus of the topic this time. Except for the thinness, everyone is joking about the two of them. Zhong Cheng was fine and just smiled awkwardly. The little butterfly girl's house was extremely thin-skinned. After saying a few words, she left early and went back to her room. And when she left, everyone's words fell on Zhong Cheng, so that Zhong Cheng had to leave soon after Xiaodie left. As a result, there was a burst of laughter.

Even if this day has passed like this.

The next morning, Zhong Cheng got up early and went to the canteen for breakfast after grooming. Because it is still early, except for a pure and lovely girl, the hall of the canteen is almost empty.

Seeing this girl, Zhong Cheng's heart beat**. The girl was none other than the little butterfly who blushed with shame last night! It's really predestined to meet him early in the morning!

Zhong Cheng smiled dryly and came forward to say hello, "Yo, Xiaodie, good morning!"

"What?" Xiaodie saw that it was Zhong Cheng, and his little face immediately turned red. He said incoherently, "Brother Zhong, good morning... good morning! Did you sleep well last night?"

"It's okay." Zhong Cheng smiled, took a tray at the window, came to the opposite of Xiaodie, and asked, "Do you have any problem sitting opposite you?"

"Of course, please sit down!" Xiaodie answered quickly, as if she was afraid that Zhong Cheng would regret halfway.

nodded, and Zhong Cheng sat opposite Xiaodie, looked at a bowl of porridge, an egg and a steamed bun on the plate, and praised, "That's great!" Chef Wan's breakfast is really delicious and nutritious!" Chef Wan is the chef in the loser's kitchen, formerly known as Wan Hu. Almost all the meals of this loser are comprehensively managed by him, and his cooking skills are quite superb.

"Hehe, no, Mr. Zhong is polite. Eat more if you like. There are many more here! You are the hero of our group of subordinates!" Chef Wan stretched his head out of the window and smiled honestly at Zhong Cheng. Wanhu has a national character face with a beard, strong limbs and dark skin. At first glance, it gives people a sense of being honest and reliable.

"You're welcome, Chef Wan, your craftsmanship is really great. Also, stop saying that I'm a hero. It sounds awkward. Zhong Cheng also smiled back.

Wan Hu looked at the nervous butterfly opposite Zhong Cheng. Suddenly, he smiled strangely and said strangely, "Okay, you two talk slowly. I have to prepare lunch!"

Zhong Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "Fuck you, you are a 40-year-old uncle, and you are still so dishonest! Hurry up and cook your meal!" He is a man, and of course he is just a little embarrassed. But the little butterfly opposite has lowered her head shyly at this moment, and her cheeks are as red as ripe apples.

"Hahaha! Little butterfly girl, Mr. Zhong is a good man. Take good care of it!" Wan Hu said unobstructedly and returned to the kitchen with a few laughter.

This seemingly joking sentence made the thin-skinned butterfly blush even more. She buried her head deep for fear that Zhong Cheng would see her embarrassment.

Zhong Cheng only shook his head with a wry smile and gently comforted Xiaodie, "Xiaodie, don't listen to that unscrupulous uncle blowing around. They like to make such a quality joke. You are still so young that I really don't know what they are thinking. As a citizen of New China, Zhong Cheng, in his eyes, a 15- or 16-year-old woman should study obediently in school. If you are rebellious, it will only be a puppy love at most, and there is still a certain distance between divorce and marriage.

"I'm not small! I'm fifteen years old!" Unexpectedly, Zhong Cheng's heartfelt words made Xiaodie excited. Her voice was very loud, and her body trembled slightly because of excessive excitement.

Zhong Cheng was nibbling on steamed bread. He couldn't bite down anything. He stared at the excited butterfly, and his eyes seemed to see a monster. Having met Xiaodie so many times, Zhong Cheng never thought that this seemingly weak woman still had this momentum.

Seeing Zhong Cheng's expression, Xiaodie suddenly felt lost his temper and quickly buried his head and apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhong, I didn't mean to be so loud." At this time, Chef Wan's national face appeared again, and Chef Wan's eyes smiled, "I said that you two should pay attention to the impact of conflicts. This is a public venue. Brother Zhongcheng, although you are a hero, you can't bully Xiaodie!" With a treacherous smile again, Chef Wan withdrew his head.

"Bastard, shameless guy!" Zhong Cheng took a sip and looked at the little butterfly with his head down in front of him, and suddenly felt at a loss. Looking at Xiaodie's aggrieved appearance, I think Zhong Cheng's words are indeed hurtful, but Zhong Cheng asked himself that there should be no problem with what he said just now!"

Anyway, apologize first. Zhong Cheng made up his mind and said, "Xiaodie, well, if I say anything wrong, please forgive me. That's what I am."

"Xiaodie is fine, but," Xiaodie suddenly raised her head, her beautiful eyes looked directly at Zhong Cheng, and her lips moved gently. "In Mr. Zhong's eyes, is Xiaodie still very small?"

"What should I say about this...?" Zhong Cheng looked embarrassed and spoke cautiously, "Xiaodie, how old are you today?"

Xiaodie said, "Xiaodie has just said that Xiaodie is 15 years old."

"Fifteen years old! Don't be angry when I say this. In my hometown, a 15-year-old woman can only be regarded as a child. Of course, I don't know what the customs are here. Zhong Cheng straightened up and said slowly.

After listening to Zhong Cheng's words, Xiaodie said, and since there was still a trace of regret on her face, she continued to ask, "So in Mr. Zhong's eyes, is Xiaodie just a child?" With that, she proudly straightened her chest, and the incompletely developed twin peaks were small and exquisite. They had begun to take shape, and she thought that there would be a bright future in the future.

Looking at the beautiful woman in his eyes and smelling the fragrance in his nose, Zhong Cheng swallowed his saliva and forced himself to calm down. He said, "Xiaodie, you don't understand. What I call small does not mean the body, but the mind.

"Mit?" Xiaodie returned to her usual posture and turned her head to ask, "What do you mean, Mr. Zhong?"

"Wow, let's put it this way." Zhong Cheng sighed, "Like what you just did, it's typical of immature mind. The so-called growing up refers to here..." Zhong Cheng pointed to his heart, "Do you understand?"

"Here..." Xiaodie also put his hand in his heart, touched a piece of softness, blushed, and said, "Mr. Zhong is not afraid of shame when he speaks! Here... it's a little small, but..."

Zhong Cheng looked depressed and hurriedly corrected, "Xiaodie, you still don't understand. Mental maturity, mental maturity, of course, I mean the heart! Oh, no, no... it's not there!"

Xiaodie looked at Zhong Cheng with a suspicious face and muttered, "Heart?" Then he shook his head fiercely and said, "Mr. Zhong, your words are too profound. Xiaodie doesn't understand. However, I can tell Mr. Zhong that in our heavenly country, women can get married at the age of 14. So Xiaodie is no longer a child."

Zhong Cheng smiled bitterly and sighed, "That's right. In such a society, it is normal for women to marry early. You took it as if I didn't say what you said just now. But remember, in my eyes, you are still a child.

"Hmm!" Xiaodie pouted slowly, "He is not a child! If you say I'm small, how old are you? I don't think it's much older than me!"

Zhong Cheng smiled and said, "Haha, I'm 24 years old, nine years older than you!"

"Blowing," Xiaodie turned her head aside and said angrily, "Look at your appearance, you are only ten * years old at most. How can you be nine years older than me?"

Ah? No way!" A trace of surprise flashed in Zhong Cheng's eyes, and at the same time reached out to pinch his cheek, which was indeed a little less touched by the vicissitudes of wind and frost.

At this moment, a familiar female voice came into Zhong Cheng's ears.

"I forgot to tell you that in order to practice more smoothly in the future, we have managed to get your age back to 18 years old." The voice of Bauhinia slowly floated in Zhong Cheng's ears. I really don't know where the woman said it.

Hearing this, Zhong Cheng froze on the stool in an instant and almost petrified. I really don't know whether to be happy or angry.

"Forget it, there's nothing to be sad about getting younger." Zhong Cheng comforted himself and said to Xiaodie, "Well, even if I'm only 18 years old, I'm still three years older than you. Er..." This is much less confident. Think about it, you are only three years older than others. What qualifications do you have to educate others?

Xiaodie raised the corners of her mouth and asked, "There is nothing to say, Mr. Zhong, you are only three years older than me to pose as an adult, so I should not be small."

Zhong Cheng smiled helplessly and said, "Forget it, this problem is not controversial. You can do whatever you think."

"Ha ha, Mr. Zhong, I just found that your embarrassed look is really interesting!" Xiaodie stared at Zhong Cheng and smiled.

"Uh..." Zhong Cheng chose to be silent and continued to deal with the food on the plate.

At this moment, a female voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Hey, Xiaodie, have you eaten yet? A guest is coming, and the lady asked you to go there!" At first glance, the person who came was Xiaoyu. She approached the canteen hall in a hurry and saw Zhong Cheng at a glance. She looked down at Xiaodie again, so the corners of her mouth raised 30 degrees.

"I told you why you have become so slow. How dare you fall in love here!" Xiaoyu hammered the butterfly with her hand and said with a bad smile.

Xiaodie blushed again and scolded, "Really, it's full of nonsense."

"Well, I won't joke with you." Xiaoyu stopped smiling, "There are distinguished guests from the house, and the prince and princess have arrived."

"Which prince and which princess?" The little butterfly was stunned on the stool.

Xiaoyu frowned and said, "You didn't wake up, did you? How many princes and princesses are there in our Tianji Kingdom? You won't be so crazy that you don't even remember this!"

"Go, you're crazy! I know." Xiaodie scolded, but did not dare to delay any longer. She hurriedly stood up and said goodbye to Zhong Cheng, "Mr. Zhong, Xiaodie has something to leave first. Eat slowly." Xiaoyu also said at the same time, "Yes, Mr. Zhong, we have to greet the guests, so we will go first. See you later."

Zhong Cheng smiled and said, "You are busy. Goodbye." The two women nodded to Zhong Cheng and walked to the door of the canteen. But just as the two women were about to leave the canteen, Xiaodie suddenly turned her head and looked at Zhong Cheng and shouted:

"Mr. Zhong, remember, Xiaodie is not small!"