He walked to the side of 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 he climbed into bed and tied the strap of the net.

Bian said to Luo Fengtang: "What is this?" When the new house is built in a while, I can help you decorate it better! ”

Luo Fengtang's eyes lit up.

"When the time comes, I'll go and come back from cutting camphor wood and make furniture, tables and chairs! What kind of style, Qing'er, you have the final say! ”

"Hee-hee, of course!"

Seeing that the corner of her last tent had not been tied for a while, he took off his shoes and went to bed.

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

Because of her height, she had to tiptoe to reach the corner of the tent, but he had to bend down.

In this way, she was at the same height as him, and when she turned her head sideways, she could be eye level with him.

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

She had rarely looked at him so closely.

At this time, I really found out that he really looks good.

Mu Zichuan is elegant and handsome,

Daan is exquisite and perfect.

He, on the other hand, is masculine and wild.

Every gesture reveals a chic and uninhibited.

Her cheeks were a little hot.

He quickly tied the corners of the tent.

Turning around, I saw her looking directly at him, with a look of fascination in her eyes.

He was in ecstasy.

He loved to be looked at like that.

"Qing'er ......"

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

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses.

Finding her hand being pinched by him, she showed a hint of shyness.

"What are you doing? Let's be seen as a joke! ”

She gave him a disgusted look and said in a low voice.

He glanced at the hidden door.

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

A wicked smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he leaned down.

Looks like you want to kiss her?

She was confused.

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

She panicked and let out a low sigh.

While hiding backwards, he casually dragged the tent on the side and covered his face.

His mouth was covered.

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

His mouth arched toward her.

Clumsy and jerky.

Seems to want to kiss more.

But the tent was blocked, making him work hard.

The hot sweat on his head broke out, and he kissed the tent that was full of mouths.

He was a little anxious and went to pull the account that was in the way.

'Squeak! ’

He ripped a hole in the tent.

"Poof......

She finally couldn't help but laugh.

He raised his hand and tapped him on the shoulder.

"What are you doing? So rough? ”

As she spoke, she jumped out of bed first, smiling at him.

He got out of bed too, and stood there, a little unconscious.

I don't know why, the ghost sent the god to kiss her suddenly.

Is it rough?

Ay!

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

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

Yang Ruoqing bit her lip lightly and said nothing.

She had never experienced this before.

Both parties have figured out their intentions, so it's time to enter the love process next, right?

What is this love?

She's really inexperienced.

"Tang Yanzi, can we discuss something?"

She thought for a moment and said.

He nodded, "You say." ”

She took a step closer and looked up at him: "We haven't experienced this before, I think, this matter can't be rushed!" ”

Look at her serious appearance to discuss this kind of thing.

Luo Fengtang's face turned even redder.

I can't wait to find a crack in the ground to drill.

Yang Ruoqing pondered for a moment, and then said: "Practice makes perfect, let's practice more, let's start with kissing the forehead, right?" ”

Yes?

Luo Fengtang was stunned.

I thought I had misheard.

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

"Ladies first, I'll give it a try. You're ...... low."

She said with a stern face.

"Oh."

Luo Fengtang was stunned and responded, and really leaned down.

She stood on her tiptoes, learning what she used to see from the TV.

Standing on tiptoe, she pressed her lips lightly on his forehead.

Gently, softly, like a dragonfly dotting water.

It's like a feather, brushing it gently.

But he threw a stone in his heart lake, causing ripples in circles......

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

"Qing'er!"

He whispered in her ear.

His arms tightened, as if he wanted to crush her into his own blood.

Being hugged by him so tightly, Yang Ruoqing was tense and didn't dare to move.

Inside his nose, he exhaled and inhaled, all of which were familiar smells on his body.

Masculine, with a faint smell of sweat.

It's not offensive at all, but it has a down-to-earth feeling.

"I'm here!"

She answered softly, reaching out and tentatively hugging his waist.

She buried her face in his chest.

He leaned down and rested his chin on her shoulder.

Neither of them spoke, just hugged each other quietly.

The clanging sound outside the house seemed to fade away.

The room was quiet, except for two hearts beating wildly, snuggled together.

"Tang Yanzi ......"

Outside the house, there was a sudden shout from the blacksmith.

The two quickly separated, and both blushed.

"Your uncle is calling you, hurry up!"

She urged.

Luo Fengtang nodded and answered the door of the house.

After taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and came back.

Before Yang Ruoqing could react, he leaned down.

Following her example, he also pecked her lightly on the forehead.

"Practice more, hehe!"

He chuckled, turned and ran out of the door.

This stinky boy!

She glared at his back, the corners of her lips curled sweetly.

After tidying up the house, Yang Ruoqing came to the courtyard outside the house.

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

They were carrying down the beams one by one.

Blacksmith Luo is missing.

Yang Ruoqing heard the movement of ping-pong from the stove room.

When I came in, I saw that the blacksmith Luo was washing rice and cooking.

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

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

"It's okay, not tired."

Yang Ruoqing said.

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

cabbage, potatoes, and two pounds of pork belly with skin.

"They are all people who work hard, how refreshing and how to eat, no need to make tricks." Locke Blacksmith 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 roast meat. Stir-fry cabbage. She said.

"Done!"

Yang Ruoqing washed the rice with her hands and feet, and cut the vegetables to cook.

After this hour, the meal was ready.

Put the dishes and chopsticks on the table in the miscellaneous room next door and beckon the big guy to come over for dinner.

Taking advantage of the time when they went to wash their hands, Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang: "In the past few days when your house has been overturned, is your uncle cooking?" Otherwise, I'll come and burn it for you, right? ”

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

One is the kind that pays the wages.

There is also a kind of friendship that comes to help, which is not paid.

But no matter which one it is, you have to take care of two meals for others.