The wife of the miraculous doctor in the age of rebirth

Chapter 1765 Grievance
Chapter 1870

Qiao Chunyu turned her head and stared at his back again, feeling that his figure was still tall and straight, his walk was sonorous and powerful, and he didn't look old at all. With this energy, he looked much more manly than those 30-year-old men!
Huh?Why didn't she realize this before.

Qiao Chunyu couldn't help thinking, could it be that my mentality has changed and I no longer regard him as an elder, so I discovered this?
There is another sentence, it seems that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so you find that Uncle Fang is also very good-looking? !

Because of this thought, Qiao Chunyu blushed, pursed her lips slightly, and hurried to the kitchen to get the flour ready.

She usually eats noodles with noodles, and her arms are not weak, so there is no need to ask Fang Hongchao for help.

Fortunately, when she said that just now, Fang Hongchao didn't ask her why.

Otherwise she will lie and make up nonsense.

Fang Hongchao quickly took a shower and came out. Although the water in his hair was wiped dry, it was still a little wet, and there was also some steam on his body.

Qiao Chunyu glanced at him, and saw that he was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, showing his strong arms after exercise, and couldn't help being shocked again.

This seems to be different from what I thought.

She thought he was old and well, or that his skin was wrinkled and loose, like an old man in the village.

If Fang Hongchao knew what she was thinking, he would probably have the heart to vomit blood!

He is 47, not 74. Moreover, after he recovered, he has done good exercises every day, and he has muscles!
"You want steamed buns? Why do you want so many noodles?"

Fang Hongchao went to the kitchen, saw the big plate of noodles, and asked a little differently.

"Well, I have nothing to do during the holidays. I want to make some pasta such as steamed buns, steamed buns, and flower rolls by myself, and make more for Qiuyue and the others."

Qiao Chunyu approached him and whispered, "Wake up on the noodle plate first, and make some noodles for breakfast, okay? It's just the two of us eating, Xiaoyang is not at home."

"...Okay. Listen to you." Fang Hongchao smelled her because of her approach.

Because she also puts on the cream given by Qiuyue now, it smells strange, and her deodorant keeps drilling into his nose, making him distracted.

"Why don't you go out first?" Fang Hongchao suddenly felt that she was so close, and he couldn't use it to make a face-to-face meeting, nor could he calm down.

"I, I'm right here, pouring water or adding flour for you, please make the dough quickly."

Qiao Chunyu poured the water from the ladle into the basin and urged him.

She deliberately added more water, Fang Hongchao kneaded it twice, and found that the water was too sticky, so he definitely had to add more flour.

This time, Qiao Chunyu picked up the noodle scoop and added noodles to it, and then deliberately pressed it to his side, her small face almost touching his bare arm.

She still didn't have the guts to touch it, it challenged her shame too much, but she was also very close, and all her breath was sprayed on his arm.

"..." Fang Hong trembled his arms itchyly, his heart skipped a beat, his breathing became a little messed up, and he hurriedly turned to the side.

Pull away from her.

Seeing this, Qiao Chunyu bit her lip lightly, and leaned closer to him again.

Fang Hongchao is not a fool, he can feel that Qiao Chunyu is very enthusiastic about him today, almost clinging to him, trying to show his favor.

This made him feel elated, and of course he blushed a little.

"Chun Yu, do you know what you are doing?" Fang Hongchao simply stopped hiding, looked at her with burning eyes, and asked in a low voice.

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When Qiao Chunyu was asked such a question, she blushed for a moment, lowered her head and dared not look at him, and after a long while, she whispered,

"I want to try to get along with you, if... we can settle down."

"What if?" Fang Hongchao asked with bright eyes, his heart was about to jump out of excitement, he was so happy.

"I, I..." Qiao Chunyu stammered for a long time, without saying anything, she simply gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to grab his flour-stained hand.

Fang Hongchao was startled by her action, and then held her with the other hand happily, and said in pursuit of victory,

"Chunyu, I will treat you very well, I won't hurt you, don't be afraid..."

After Fang Hongchao finished speaking, he blushed himself, regretting so much, what nonsense is he talking about!

Qiao Chunyu's ears were red with embarrassment, she pulled her hand out, dropped the ladle, and ran out of the kitchen, not daring to stay in there any longer.

Fang Hongchao slapped his forehead in remorse, his face was covered with flour, he didn't have the face to chase after Qiao Chunyu, washed his hands, sighed, and continued making dough.

Look at what he just said!
Really ashamed to see the spring rain.
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Qiao Chunyu ran to the well, scooped up some water, washed off the flour on her hands, and washed her hot face. She was still in a daze. Did that mean what Uncle Fang said to her just now? !
Could it be that she misunderstood it?

How could Uncle Fang, such a serious and upright person, suddenly say such Meng Lang's words, so she must have misunderstood, well, that must be the case.

When Qiao Chunyu thought about it this way, she didn't feel too ashamed anymore, but she still waited for a long time before returning to the kitchen, and saw that Fang Hongchao had made up the noodles.

"Uncle Fang, thank you. You go and rest, I will roll out the noodles right away, and we can eat soon."

Qiao Chunyu lowered his head and said, besides, he was standing at the door of the kitchen, not daring to approach him.

Fang Hongchao was also embarrassed. Seeing her shrinking back and looking at her again, it was quite uncomfortable. He suppressed his guilty conscience and tried hard to explain,
"Chun Yu, I just said that I will never hit you in the future, and I won't hurt you. It really means nothing, don't get me wrong."

However, this kind of thing, the more it is described, the darker it is, and the more it is explained, the more chaotic it becomes.

"... Oh." Qiao Chunyu replied in a low voice, still not looking at him.

Fang Hongchao sighed from the bottom of his heart, and went out from the kitchen.
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The two ate breakfast in embarrassment, because it took time to make the dough, Qiao Chunyu started cleaning, diligently wiped the windows, and cleaned everything under the bed.

Seeing her pulling out a box from under the bed to wipe, Fang Hongchao panicked when he thought of the little dirty books inside, and shouted uncontrollably,

"I don't need you to sweep my house, come out quickly! Put down that box!"

His tone was urgent and fierce, which startled Qiao Chunyu. Moreover, she felt so wronged that her eyes were a little red.

It turned out that he still regarded himself as an outsider, and didn't let her sweep the house, and didn't let her touch things.

He even yelled at him!

Qiao Chunyu put down the box, lowered her head and held the broom, and went out with red eyes, tears falling down a little disappointingly.

In fact, Fang Hongchao's tone was a little anxious, and his yelling was not so fierce. Compared with Qiao Chunyu's previous beating from An Jinpeng, this is nothing serious.

However, Qiao Chunyu had never felt so wronged.

She didn't understand what was going on, why did she become so squeamish? !
(End of this chapter)