The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 114 is the person to spend a lifetime with. (1)
Afterwards, Qiao Guan would come to deliver meals to Fu Tianlang every day, only to realize that his jobs were really diverse, as long as the money came quickly, he would take on any job.

This day, Qiao Wan was looking for him again with a food box, and saw him wearing a courier's uniform carrying boxes, and then he didn't know what to say to the person beside him, and strode towards her.

The weather was hot, and the two came to enjoy the shade under a big banyan tree. Under the shadow of the whirling tree, Qiao Wan took out a bag of half-thawed ice packs from his large bag.

Fu Tianlang accepted it naturally, but his dark eyes never left her.

With his back on his back, Qiao Guan took out two more insulated boxes, separated out rice, meat dishes, and vegetarian dishes, and divided half of his own pork into his bowl.

Mottled tree shadows were imprinted on the two of them. He frowned slightly, staring at the vegetables in the bowl that were about to pile up into a hill, and spread them back.

"I'm enough, you eat."

Qiao Guan ignored him, glanced at the courier who was still working in the sun, and piled a chicken leg into his bowl.

"Eat, you will have the strength to work when you are full."

Fu Tianlang was silent for a moment, looked back to meet her clear and bright eyes, said nothing, and bowed his head to eat.

Qiao Guan herself was not in a hurry to eat. She noticed that the shirt on his back was already wet with sweat, and his body was darker than before. Fortunately, he has good facial features, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a tall stature. Even if he is black as Bao Gong, he is still a handsome man.

Qiao Guan frowned, holding a small fan to fan the wind, or holding an ice pack and sticking it to his forehead from time to time to cool off the heat. At the same time, he was busy like a little maid, but there was no mouthful of rice in the bowl. eat.

Fu Tianlang stopped his movements, his eyes flicked over her busy figure and the barely touched bowl of lunch.

Twisting his sword eyebrows, he said: "Eat."

The undeniable sternness in the deep voice made Qiao Guan shiver, and he withdrew his hand in desperation, obediently eating.

The noon sun is shining, and the occasional gust of wind is slightly warm.

The two got very close, and they didn't talk to each other during the meal, until a shiny green leaf floated up to her head, and a big hand came over to pick it off for her, Qiao Wan was startled immediately.

She looked back at the young man beside her, from his deep outline to the mouth that was eating, she always knew that Fu Tianlang was serious in his work, even when he was eating, he was meticulous and never looked sideways, but now he is not looking at her, How do you know that a leaf has fallen on her head?

Qiao Wan lowered her head and thought about it for a while, seeing that she couldn't think of a reason, she just let it go, she lowered her head and drank the soup, but the weather was hot, and after a mouthful of old hot soup, she inevitably broke out in a hot sweat, so she lifted up her skirt To the knees, a small portion of the calf like a tender lotus root was exposed, waiting for the occasional gust of wind to blow through, and then it would cool off.

At this time, the vigorous arm stretched out again, pulled her skirt lightly, until the two thin white calves were covered by the cloth, and then retracted it as if nothing had happened.

Qiao Wan opened his mouth, but forgot to close it.

She was sure that he must not have looked at her just now!
Does this man have other eyes?Qiao Guan looked around curiously, until he turned sideways and his eyes fell on her again.

"how."

She touched her nose: "No."

After the two finished their meal, Fu Tianlang helped her put away her things, and turned around to send her back.

Qiao Wan looked at the scorching sun and hurriedly stopped: "Aren't you working?"

He took her shoulders: "There is still half an hour."

Qiao Wan nodded, and quickly pushed him to a cool place: "You find a place to sleep, don't send me, I can go back by myself."

Fu Tianlang's eyes flickered slightly, and he lay down on a bench along her hand. Qiao Guan left the small fan and ice pack behind, and said with a trace of concern: "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

"Wanwan." As soon as he grasped his hand, the warm palm gradually wrapped her little hand.

"Don't worry, I know the way." She patted his arm and waited until he finally let go before returning home with the big cloth bag.

Every day in the future, she would prepare dishes and deliver them to him. Once an old courier asked him: "Ah Lang, is that little girl who delivers meals to you all day long your sister?"

Fu Tianlang paused, and a trace of warmth suddenly flashed across his cold eyes: "No."

The old courier was stunned, and then glanced at the girl running from a distance, with a fair face, bright red lips, and braids that swayed slightly with her body as she ran.

"Not sister what is it?"

Such a simple and juicy little girl is called "Brother Lang" and "Brother Lang" every day, what else can she be if she isn't a younger sister?

Fu Tianlang didn't say a word, his original stern expression softened a little at this moment.

Then he put down the box in his hand and strode towards her, knowing very well in his heart that standing there was not his sister, but someone who would spend his whole life with him.

This peaceful day lasted for another week, until a week later, Lao Zheng came to the door.

Qiao's father was sleeping at home that day, and Qiao's mother suddenly called him up. After asking, he found out that Lao Zheng, who hadn't been in touch for a long time, came to visit.

Is it possible to collect debts?
Thinking of the thousands of dollars he borrowed from him some time ago, Father Qiao hurriedly put on his casual clothes and went out to meet the guests.

He asked Mother Qiao to make a pot of tea, then called Lao Zheng to sit down on the sofa, rubbed his hands together and said, "Old Zheng, let's discuss it, it's not that I don't want to pay you back, but it's just that school is about to start. Both my daughters have to go to school, so can the few thousand dollars be slowed down?"

Lao Zheng took a sip of his tea, and looked at the house suspiciously. He used to feel gloomy and haunted when he came in, but after only a few months, he felt completely new.

"Hey, we've been old friends for so many years. Talking about money hurts feelings. How about it? Is this house okay?"

Dad Qiao nodded hurriedly. The location of this house is actually very good. It faces south and is warm in winter and cool in summer. Although it is close to the urban area, the security of the community is strict. There are no large cars passing by around. Walking is the market, and it is convenient to buy vegetables and go to work.

(End of this chapter)