Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 331 Want to kiss more (one more)

He walked over to the bed and handed the tea bowl to Yang Ruoqing, his eyes swept around.

"Qing'er, you are so skillful. This house has changed a lot!"

He said excitedly.

Yang Ruoqing drank the tea in the bowl to the bottom and put the empty bowl on the bedside cabinet.

Then climb into the bed and tie the straps of the tent.

He said to Luo Fengtang: "What is this? After a while, the new house is built, and I can help you decorate it even better!"

Luo Fengtang's eyes lit up.

"When the time comes, I will come back from cutting camphor wood and make furniture, tables and chairs! What style is it, Qing'er, you have the final say!"

"Hee hee, of course!"

Seeing that the last corner of her tent had been tied for a while, he took off his shoes and got on the bed.

"Qing'er, I'll help you."

Because of her height, he had to bend down to get the corner of the tent that she had to stand on tiptoe.

In this way, she was at the same height as him, turned her head sideways, and could look at his eyes.

Looking at him from this angle, the outline of his facial features can be clearly seen.

She rarely looked at his appearance so carefully.

After a while, I really found out that he looks really good.

Mu Zichuan is elegant and handsome,

Daan is exquisite perfection.

And he is masculine and wild.

With every gesture, there is a sense of unrestrainedness.

Her cheeks were a little hot.

He quickly tied the corners of the tent.

Turning around, she saw that she was looking straight at him, with infatuation in her eyes.

He was instantly ecstatic.

He liked being looked at by her like that.

"Qing'er..."

He called her in a low voice, and suddenly reached out and squeezed hers.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses.

Seeing that her hand was being squeezed by him, she showed a hint of shyness.

"What are you doing? We are being laughed at by people!"

She gave him an angry look and lowered her voice.

He glanced at the hidden door over there.

"Don't panic, the door is closed, they can't see it."

A smirk twitched at the corner of his lips, and he leaned down.

It looks like you want to kiss her?

She was bewildered.

Before she could react, his handsome face magnified several times in front of her eyes.

She panicked and let out a low cry.

While hiding back, he grabbed the curtain on the side and covered his face.

His mouth was covered.

The two lips touched together, and there was a thin curtain in the middle...

His mouth arched towards her.

Clumsy and jerky.

Seems to want more kisses.

But the tent was blocking it, making him struggle.

The hot sweat on his head came out, and he kissed the curtain with his mouth full.

He was in a hurry and went to pull the curtain that was in the way.

'Squeak! '

The tent was torn open by him.

"Pfft..."

She finally couldn't help laughing.

He raised his hand and tapped lightly on his shoulder.

"Why are you? So rude?"

Saying that, she jumped out of bed first and looked at him with a smile.

He also got out of bed and stood there, somewhat unable to return to his senses.

I don't know why, but the ghosts and gods suddenly went to kiss her.

Rough?

Hey!

"Then what, I, I couldn't hold back for a while..."

He murmured, blushing so red that he could squeeze out the water.

Yang Ruoqing bit her lip lightly, but said nothing.

She had never experienced such a situation before.

Both parties have made their minds clear, so it's time to enter the love process, right?

What is this love?

She is really inexperienced.

"Tangyazi, can we discuss something?"

She thought for a while and said.

He nodded, "You said."

She took a step closer and looked up at him: "We've never experienced this before, I don't think it's urgent!"

Looking at her serious look, let's discuss this kind of thing.

Luo Fengtang blushed even more.

I can't wait to find a seam to drill.

Yang Ruoqing pondered for a while, and then said: "Practice makes perfect, let's practice more. Let's start with kissing the forehead first, shall we?"

what?

Luo Fengtang stayed for a while.

Thought I heard it wrong.

At the moment when he was stunned, Yang Ruoqing raised her hands and pressed his shoulders.

"Ladies first, I'll try it first. You're short..."

She said with a serious face.

"Oh."

Luo Fengtang responded in a daze, and really leaned down.

She stood on tiptoe, learning what she used to see on TV.

He stood on tiptoe and pressed his lips lightly on his forehead.

Gently, softly, like a dragonfly.

Again, like a feather, it brushed lightly.

But he dropped a stone in the lake of his heart, setting off a circle of ripples...

He suddenly reached out and hugged her, pulling her into his arms.

"Qing'er!"

He whispered in her ear.

Her arms tightened, as if she was going to be crushed and mixed into his own blood.

Being held so tightly by him, Yang Ruoqing's body was tense and did not dare to move.

Inside his nose, every breath and every breath, there are all familiar smells on him.

Masculine, with a faint smell of sweat.

It's not offensive at all, but it has a feeling of being at ease.

"I am here!"

She answered softly, reached out her hand, and tentatively hugged his waist.

She buried her face in his chest.

He leaned down, resting his chin on her shoulder.

The two didn't speak, just hugged each other quietly.

The clanging sound outside the house seemed to fade away.

The room was very quiet, with only two wildly beating hearts, snuggling closely together.

"Tangyazi..."

Outside the house, Blacksmith Luo suddenly shouted.

The two quickly separated, both blushing.

"Your uncle is calling you, hurry up!"

she urged.

Luo Fengtang nodded and responded to the door.

After taking two steps, he suddenly turned back.

Before Yang Ruoqing could react, he leaned down.

Following her previous example, he also gave her a light peck on the forehead.

"Practice more, hehe!"

He let out a low laugh, turned around and ran out the door.

This stinky boy!

She glared at his back, but the corners of her lips evoked a sweet arc.

After cleaning up the house, Yang Ruoqing came to the yard outside.

Over there, the roofs of the three houses were all torn down.

They were carrying down the beams of the roof one by one.

Blacksmith Luo was not seen.

Yang Ruoqing heard ping ping pong pong from the kitchen.

Came in and saw that Blacksmith Luo was washing rice and cooking.

She smiled, walked in and said, "Uncle Luo, I'll help you."

"How can you be tired, Qing girl..."

"It's alright, not tired."

Yang Ruoqing said.

Blacksmith Luo nodded and took out the ingredients prepared at noon.

Cabbage, potatoes, and two pounds of skinned pork belly.

"They're all people who work hard. They don't need to make any tricks how they want to eat." Blacksmith Luo said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded.

She knew that Blacksmith Luo didn't want her to work too hard.

"Then put the potatoes and meat together and make a pot of potatoes and meat. Stir fry the cabbage," she said.

"to make!"

Yang Ruoqing swiftly washed the rice into the pot, and cut and cooked vegetables.

After this hour, the food is ready.

Put the bowls and chopsticks on the table in the adjoining house, and greet the big guy over for dinner.

Taking advantage of the space between them to wash their hands, Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang, "Did your uncle cook for you these days when you turned over the house? Otherwise, I'll come and help you cook it?"

There are two types of asking someone to help build a house.

One is the paid kind.

There is another kind that comes to help out of friendship, which is not paid.

But no matter what kind it is, you have to manage two meals for the family.

(End of this chapter)