Someone Speaks Ill of You

"Squad leader, wait!"

Luo Fei yelled, looking suspiciously at the opened tin box.

In the huge iron box, there was only one dagger, and it was still a dagger without a sheath.

He suddenly remembered the dagger sheath in his wooden box.

He immediately picked up the dagger, walked to the dressing table and found the wooden box that belonged to him. After opening it, he took out the sheath from the inside.

"Huh!"

The dagger stuck in.

Perfect fit, no gaps!

He was stunned and looked at the small line at the bottom of the wooden box: The sharp edge is too sharp, and it will eventually break, wrap it in a sheath, and keep it with life.

This is the wooden box his father left him.

There is only this line of fine prints in the wooden box, and this scabbard.

Then this dagger... is Luo Jiajia's?

Wrap it with a sheath, keep it with fate...

Did he mean to protect Luo Jiajia?

But how could Luo Jiajia be a dagger?

How could that girl be "too sharp and will eventually break"?

Wouldn't it be reversed?

Ordinarily, he should be a dagger?

"What does that guy mean? Leave without saying goodbye and leave these inexplicable things?"

Even without these tips, he would definitely protect Luo Jiajia.

"Luo Fei, what are you doing? Can I come in?"

The monitor's voice sounded outside.

Luo Fei immediately put away the scabbard and wooden box and placed them in the corner of the dressing table.

Then took the dagger back and put it back in the tin box.

He carefully observed the iron box again, and felt wrong, such a big iron box is definitely not for daggers.

He looked at the sharp blade of the dagger, suddenly a flash of inspiration, could it be a sword?

The length of the iron box is enough to hold a sword.

With a heart move, he immediately took out the broken knife from the storage ring and placed it in the iron box. It was not long or short, just enough to put it down!

Obviously, this iron box was originally for holding swords or swords!

Luo Jiajia's mother has a sword, or a knife? Take it away while leaving, leaving only this dagger?

The more I think about it, the more likely it is.

"Luo Fei, I am coming in."

The monitor knocked on the door.

Luo Fei immediately put away the knife, closed the iron box, put the iron box in its original position, then picked up the sheets and pillowcases on the bed, and went out and said, "Come in, lightly."

Mu Qianxue opened the door, looked at him suspiciously, and said, "Why are you hiding inside? I don't care when I talk to you."

"Look for the sheets."

Luo Fei hugged things, walked out, and walked to his room, thinking wildly in his mind.

Can Luo Jiajia's mother use a sword or a knife?

Or is it just a memorial?

It's confusing.

But these seem to have nothing to do with him and Luo Jiajia.

After so many years, they have become accustomed to the lives of two people. Without those two people, they would still live well.

"I come."

Mu Qianxue followed and took the quilt from his hand.

Going to the two corners first, Luo Fei tugged at the corners and stuffed the rest of the bedding with her.

The two put on the quilt and spread the sheets together.

"Tear it to your side, this side is longer."

"Take a little more on it."

"It's wrinkled over there, even."

Mu Qianxue lowered her head and pulled on the bed sheet, instructed in her mouth, then went to bed, knelt on it, and smoothed all the folds on it.

Luo Fei stood on the other side of the bed and looked at her quietly.

"Give me the pillowcase."

Mu Qianxue knelt on the bed and said.

Luo Fei recovered, picked up the pillowcase and handed it to her.

Mu Qianxue put on the pillows, and said: "Pillow cases should be washed frequently. Boys have short hair and sweat a lot. Pillow cases are easy to turn yellow. There are also quilts, which must be taken out frequently to dry, and there are many mites inside. . And those clothes in your cabinet, it’s best to categorize and stack them, otherwise it will be troublesome to find..."

Luo Fei stood in the sunlight by the bed, watching her busy on the bed, listening to her endless chatter, and a strange feeling rose in his heart again.

I don't know if it is due to the sunlight or other reasons. At this moment, he feels particularly warm.

"Have you heard it all?"

Mu Qianxue set the pillows, stepped back from the bed, and pulled the sheets that had just been crumpled by her knees, and looked at him.

A smile appeared on Luo Fei's face: "Yes, squad leader!"

Mu Qianxue looked at the closet, and said, "I just sorted it out for you just now. Do you want to take out all the clothes and I will refold them for you and put them in categories? I think you still have a lot of them now. If you don’t want to throw away the old clothes that you can’t wear, you can fold them up and put them away. This will make it easier to take the clothes in the future.”

Luo Fei looked at the closet and said: "Don't bother the squad leader, I..."

"No trouble, I will be soon."

Mu Qianxue went directly to the closet, and when he opened the door, he paused again, turned to look at him and said, "Is there anything in it that I can't see?"

Luo Fei froze for a moment, and said, "No, what can't you look at in the closet? The most is underwear."

Mu Qianxue smiled, opened the closet, and while holding the clothes outside, said: "Is there no girls' stockings, stockings, or even...underwear?"

Luo Fei: "..."

Mu Qianxue put the clothes on the bed and looked at him and said: "I know many boys who have this habit. Even if you have it, it doesn't matter. You can tell me in advance, I will avoid it, and wait for you to hide it again. I'll come in later."

Luo Fei was full of black lines: "Squad leader, please don't misunderstand and slander a pure and clean handsome boy."

"There is no best."

Mu Qianxue continued to hold the clothes.

The clothes in the closet were taken out and stacked on the bed.

While stacking them, she said, "Although your two new school uniforms are of very good quality, it is best not to stack them. There will be wrinkles. It is best to hang them on a hanger. I have an iron at home. If time is time, you can bring the wrinkled clothes over, and I will iron them for you, and I can bring them over next time."

Seeing her naturally folded her red underwear, Luo Fei was a little embarrassed, and said: "Squad leader, then I will go out and see Xiao Baihu."

"Okay, go and see if he is hungry."

Mu Qianxue seemed to think of that little cutie now.

Luo Fei glanced at the underwear in her hand, and quickly walked out and spent a while in the living room. Fang walked to the sofa and looked down and shouted: "Xueluo...Huh?"

The underside of the sofa was empty, and the little white tiger was gone.

Luo Fei stood up, looked around, then looked at Luo Jiajia's room, and then walked out quickly.

When he opened the door, he was shocked when he saw a scene in the room.

The little thing didn't even know how to jump on Luo Jiajia's bed, and was lying on Luo Jiajia's pillow at this time, slumbering!

"You are looking for death!"

Luo Fei rushed up with a stride, grabbed it by its small head, picked it up, and then flicked it outwards, with a "slap", directly slamming it on the floor outside the door.

"Woo..."

The little white tiger gave a vicious cry and barked his fangs.

Luo Fei quickly picked up Luo Jiajia’s pillow, slapped it vigorously under the bed, and looked at the little thing outside and said angrily: “Little guy, are you tired of your life? Even the pillow that I dare not touch, how dare you? Sleep on it!"

Mu Qianxue heard the movement and came out of the room with his clothes, standing at the door and said: "Luo Fei, are you bullying Xiao Xueluo again?"

"This little thing sneaked into Luo Jiajia's room while we were away, jumped onto Luo Jiajia's bed, and slept on her pillow!"

Luo Fei patted the pillow while accusing it of its evil deeds.

Mu Qianxue frowned and said, "What's the matter? Xiaoxueluo wants to sleep on my bed like this, I'm too happy to have time."

Luo Fei lowered his head to check the pillow carefully to see if there is little Baihu's hair on it, and said: "Squad leader, Luo Jiajia is different from you, and she hasn't promised to keep your little Xueluo, we must be more careful."

"US?"

Mu Qianxue glanced at him at the door over there, nodded and said: "You are right, we must be careful not to make your sister angry."

After speaking, he entered the room and continued to fold his clothes seriously.

The little white tiger yelled "hoooooooo" at the door, but unfortunately no one paid any attention to it.

Luo Fei put Luo Jiajia’s pillow, turned on the light again, and carefully checked her bed, and the floor in the room. After seeing that there were no traces left, Fang left the room, closed the door, and squatted. At the door, the little white tiger grinning fiercely at him warned: "Dare to sneak in again and throw you into the toilet and flush away!"

"Luo Fei, don't be so aggressive with it, talk to it well."

While Mu Qianxue was folding her clothes in the room, she cared about her little white tiger.

"Squad leader, this little thing is hard to eat, just like some people, you can't get used to them."

Luo Fei picked up Xiao Baihu and threw it on the sofa.

Mu Qianxue suddenly took his underwear, walked out of the room, looked at him and said, "Luo Fei, who is going to eat hard but not soft?"

Luo Fei was taken aback for a moment, and said, "It's just a metaphor."

"If you like this analogy, then you must know it."

"I... I don't know."

"What about me? Do I eat hard or soft?"

"Squad leader... can we... stop saying these words?"

"What do you mean? Is there any ambiguity?"

"No... I just think, can the monitor fold up my clothes first, and then come out to talk to me? It's embarrassing for you to talk to me with my underwear like this."

"Puff... well, fold your clothes first."

Mu Qianxue smiled and entered the room.

Luo Fei sighed secretly, watching her look serious and virtuous in the room, his heart became more contradictory and uncomfortable.

Look at the time on the wall, it's almost four o'clock.

Luo Jiajia should be back soon.

He looked at the little white tiger on the sofa, with a headache, and looked at the monitor in the room with a headache.

When Luo Jiajia comes back, will he be angry when he sees an uninvited squad leader who has made their house his own, and a little thing with a horrible milk?

Hey.