The talented lady is busy farming

Chapter 611 Getting Closer

The little scholar rolled the skins very quickly, and a few people learned slowly, so there were a lot of failures at the beginning. By the time Zhao Ning felt his forehead sweating slightly, there were already a lot of dumpling skins.

"Are you tired? Are you a hand that reads and writes, and you are still not suitable for these rough jobs. Take a rest, the temperature of the almond tea is just right." Xia Wan pointed to the teapot not far away with her chin, which was specially for Zhao Ning is ready to quench his thirst.

Zhao Ning looked at the almond tea that was still slightly steaming from the spout. He was so focused on rolling the skin just now that he didn't notice when Xia Wan prepared it. "You drink first." Zhao Ning poured a bowl of almond tea and handed it to him first. Arrived in front of Xia Wan.

The sweet taste of the almond tea was a bit intoxicating, warm and warm right next to Xia Wan's mouth, looking at the knuckle fingers holding the tea bowl, Xia Wan froze for a moment.

The two of them understood their intentions tacitly, and they slept on the same kang very intimately, and they also picked up vegetables from each other, but this matter of feeding them personally was something that had never happened before.

"Why? Feel hot? Let me blow it for you. Grandpa Li also said that it's not good to drink too hot." Zhao Ning really brought the almond tea over, and then blew gently.

"Okay, it's not hot this time." Zhao Ning didn't know whether he really didn't notice it or did it on purpose, so he blocked the faces of the three people and became more and more intimate with Xia Wan's movements.

"Oh, it's not hot anymore." Xia Wan reached out to pick it up.

"Your hands are full of flour, let me do it." Zhao Ning made a slight mistake and rejected Xia Wan's move.

"Then, okay." Xia Wan blushed slightly, took a few sips from Zhao Ning's hand, besides the scent of almond tea on the tip of his nose, there was also the slightly bitter medicinal fragrance on Zhao Ning's body, making his breathing disordered for a while Rhythm, choked on two mouthfuls.

"Cough cough, cough cough, cough cough..." The uncontrollable coughing made Xia Wan cry. She could bear the pain of the bullet passing through her arm, but this kind of uncontrollable behavior was too much. There is no way.

"Why do you still look like a child? If you are anxious, I will pat you and drink some water." Zhao Ning frantically patted Xia Wan on the back and gave Xia Wan a drink of water. It took a long time. I can control it, but Xia Wan still feels that there is something in her throat, which is very itchy.

"It's all your fault!" Xia Wan glared at Zhao Ning reproachfully, with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, I'll slow down next time." It's not that I won't feed it next time, but that I will slow down next time. The corners of Xia Wan's mouth twitched a bit. Could it be that he is addicted to feeding?
"Are you all right? Why didn't you be careful?" Lin came over with a smile at the corner of his mouth at this time. The relationship between Xia Wan and Zhao Ning is getting better and better, which is what Lin wants to see the most.

"It's okay, mother, let's, cough cough, cough cough, let's continue making dumplings." Xia Wan blushed even more, how could this little talent do this, embarrassing himself in front of mother.

"I don't need you, you go back and rest, we can wrap up these things, although not as fast as you, and not as good-looking as yours, but let us practice and practice?" Lin said, spreading her hands.

"That's right, mother, I'll go back first. I need to change my clothes. I've got some flour on them. I should get an apron." Xia Wan looked at the flour on her body and said.

"Apron?" It's not the first time Lin has heard new words from Xia Wan's mouth, she's used to it, so it's probably a very useful thing.

(End of this chapter)