Chapter 471 You don’t want to sleep with me? (Twelve updates)
“Ouch, it hurts, it hurts...”
He took a breath, raised his eyes, and was frightened by the scene in front of him.
I saw Yang Ruoqing stepping on a stool.
Leaning over slightly, he pinched his ear with one hand.
There is also a feather duster in the other hand.
“You brat, do you know it hurts now?”
She pointed at him with the feather duster, still sternly lecturing him.
"Bringing her to the inn to book a room without telling my sister, you are a bad boy!"
Luo Fengtang smiled apologetically.
He stretched out his hand to circle around her.
"Yes, yes, it's me who is bad."
"Good Qing'er, if I want to hit you, I will punish you by getting down first. What if you fall when you stand so high?"
He looked nervous.
Yang Ruoqing raised the corners of her mouth.
"Humph, I won't go down. If I do, I won't be able to twist your ears!"
She said.
Height is a flaw!
He was startled for a moment, then took a horse stance.
“You can twist it as much as you want. As long as you come down, my ears won’t be damaged!”
She was amused by his words and laughed out loud.
Seeing her smile, he became bolder.
He stretched out his arms and hugged her.
"Ah, what are you doing? Put me down!"
She fluttered lightly in his arms a few times, and then used a feather duster to knock his back a few times.
"Hehe..."
He chuckled, hugged her and strode towards the bed over there.
Put her firmly on the soft bed and then let go of her hand.
As if afraid of the feather duster in her hand, he quickly jumped aside.
"Qing'er, please sit down and rest first. I'll get you some water to wash your face and heat your feet."
After saying these words, he picked up the wooden basin and ran out of the house, leaving behind a few pleasant laughs.
On the other side of the bed, Yang Ruoqing looked at the closed door and smiled.
Looking back, his gaze swept around the guest room.
Familiar table and chair arrangements.
I came back half a month later, the same scene, different mood, and very different feelings.
No fear, no depression, no anxiety, no worries.
Instead, there is indescribable relaxation and sweetness.
It's like...like I'm here for a honeymoon vacation.
She got up and went to the south window and propped up the small wooden window.
At this time, the sun outside the window has set, and twilight is gradually rising.
The inn is located at the downtown entrance of the county town, where several major streets merge.
Even though dusk is gradually falling, the crowds on the streets have not decreased.
Various stalls and vendors selling goods along the street.
A shop selling various snacks and a noodle maker.
The child was carried on his father's shoulders and walked through the crowd...
I saw the candied haws held high in the child's hand.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but swallowed.
The bright red candied haws are so tempting to look at!
Where did you buy it?
She stretched her neck and searched the crowd.
I saw an old man in the distance carrying a firewood target with bright red candied haws on it.
Looking from a distance, it looks like he is carrying a red mace.
Yang Ruoqing was about to go downstairs to buy one to satisfy her craving.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
I saw a guy who was half a head taller than everyone around him, squeezed out of the crowd, and was heading towards the inn.
He was holding two bunches of candied haws in his hand, perhaps because he was afraid that they would be damaged by others.
Two bunches of candied haws were raised above his head.
This picture looks a bit funny.
But standing at the window, the smile on her face softened into a puddle of water.
Soon, Luo Fengtang returned to the house.
Yang Ruoqing was standing at the table, pouring tea.
He put the hot water basin down and leaned next to her.
Seeing her turning her back to him, she seemed to be still angry.
He chuckled and said: "Hao Qing'er, don't be upset. I will discuss it with you in advance when I come back to book a room next time."
Yang Ruoqing picked up a bowl of tea and drank it, turning sideways. Don't look at him. He went around to the other side and said, "Look what good things I brought you!"
As he spoke, he took out two bunches of candied haws from behind as if offering treasures.
Yang Ruoqing's eyes then looked past the candied haws and landed on him.
“Huh, you’re smart!”
She took a bunch of candied haws on a stick and glared at him: “For the sake of the candied haws, I’ll spare you this time!”
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"Hehe..."
He giggled.
Watch her sticking out her little tongue and licking the sugar coating on the outside of the candied haws.
He took another bite of the round hawthorn inside.
The cheeks were bulging, and the eyes were narrowed, looking very intoxicated.
He couldn't help but ask: "How is it? Is it sweet?"
She nodded repeatedly and pointed to the other bunch in his hand: "You can eat one too!"
He shook his head , "I won't eat it. I'll save this bunch for you to eat at night if you're craving for it."
He inserted the candied haws.
When she turned around, she had already sat down at the table, tilting her head and eating with gusto.
He looked at her, his eyes full of endearment.
Bringing the hot water basin over, he squatted in front of her and took off her shoes and socks, put her feet into the basin to soak...
Kneaded them gently with his big rough hands. Holding her little feet.
Raised his head and looked at the girl sitting on the stool eating candied haws in front of him.
This kind of Qing'er is not at all the hot-tempered, independent little boss she was during the day.
At this time, she was sitting quietly on the stool, chewing candied haws on a stick.
Like a girl who is ignorant of the world.
He felt an inexplicable distress in his heart.
The look in his eyes was so gentle that he didn't realize it himself.
A bunch of candied haws suddenly stretched out in front of him.
"Take a bite."
Her voice came immediately.
He came to his senses and shook his head.
"Why do I, a man, eat this thing? You eat it!" he said.
“Who said men can’t eat it?”
She glared at him.
"I order you to eat, quickly!"
He succumbed to her domineering power.
He opened his mouth and took a bite right where she had bitten.
The hawthorn meat is wrapped in sugar coating, and the sweet and sour feeling quickly spreads in the mouth...
"How is it? Is it sweet?"
She asked with a smile.
He nodded.
"Sweet..."
"Hehe..."
She laughed and put the whole one he had just bitten into her mouth.
The cheeks were bulging.
We were so full after eating at Xu Mang’s house at noon that the two of them had eaten nothing at night. After washing up, they started to prepare to rest.
Yang Ruoqing was sitting there unbraiding her hair. She turned around and saw Luo Fengtang carrying a quilt and walking towards the table and chairs.
She asked: "What? Are you going to sleep on a table and chair tonight?"
"Yeah!"
He turned his back to her and was piecing together a stool.
She smiled and joked: "You brought me here to open a guest room just to sleep on the table and chairs?"
His hand holding the chair paused slightly. .
"Qing'er, I brought you to the inn, and I admit that I have selfish motives."
"I just want to stay in the same room with you for a while."
"However, I never thought of bullying you or taking advantage of you..."
He blushed explained.
Although Qing'er is an adult, she is also his soon-to-be wife.
However, there are some things that he still wants to wait for her to grow up.
He can only do it after he has successfully married her.
At this moment, he just wanted to hear the sound of her sleeping.
He felt satisfied and at ease!
(End of this chapter)