Do you want to compare it with what you bought?

Zhang Chuyue's last sentence made Wen Ji's brain buzz.

A woman who gave her nominal husband that kind of tonic could be guessed by moving her toes, and she tilted her head at him and said, "Scumbag." ”

Zhang Chuyue frowned, and was scolded plainly, saying to her: "It seems that it's not my sister who is unhappy now, it's my sister who is unhappy." ”

"Don't call it that, just now people called Brother Chu Yue Brother Chu Yue, she is your good sister~"

Wen Ji sometimes dragged his tone when he spoke, wilting and underbeating.

Zhang Chuyue's eyelids lowered to look at her, and the two walked side by side, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her cheeks were already red, and she drew a clear line with him.

"Her sister is not the same as your sister."

He stared at her face and found it interesting to observe the subtle changes in Wen Ji's expression.

Wen Ji's cold little face said cool and mocking words: "Of course it's different, this is my sister outside, I know how to do it~"

Zhang Chuyue's gaze fell on her clear pupils: "You and I can be husband and wife, and even have children, and she is the daughter of the second aunt." ”

Wen Ji's eyes were stunned when she heard it clearly, and her mouth opened slightly because of shock, she-misunderstood? And he's watching her admit her mistake at the moment—

"Who wants to have a baby with you!"

Wen Ji retorted with an accusation.

Zhang Chuyue even explained: "It's just a metaphor to let you understand that she is a close relative." ”

Close relatives cannot marry and have children.

Wen Ji said "oh", "I've been taught." ”

Zhang Chuyue looked at her with his hands around his chest: "Do you like to poke me when you catch me wrong?" ”

Wen Ji Zhengse: "How can I poke you." ”

"Didn't you?"

"I didn't lift a finger again."

When Zhang Chuyue heard this, he suddenly grabbed her index finger and poked him on the waist, Wen Ji was startled, and looked around, as if this was such a lightless thing, and the person concerned said calmly: "Now it's poked." ”

Wen Ji: ???

"Get in the car."

He put the "bullwhip" he took from his "second aunt's daughter" into the back compartment, and Wen Ji pinned his steps to the spot: "I'm hungry." ”

Zhang Chuyue's anger turned into this hot pot at noon.

A plate of green vegetables can be fried with chopsticks when put into the soup, and then put it down, leaning back against the chair, with long legs folded, looking at her calmly: "Why don't you eat it again with green onions?" ”

He saw that she was delaying and didn't want to go home, Wen Ji finally came out, and Zhang Chuyue was just going to a vegetable market, so boring, at this time the boss came to deliver beef, Zhang Chuyue picked his chin, "Let her go." ”

The boss smiled: "It's quite painful." ”

Wen Ji pierced: "He's too lazy to get hot, let me come." ”

Zhang Chuyue didn't smile anymore, and after the boss left, he didn't do anything, but said, "I'm hot, my sister inside." ”

He was laughing at the fact that she misunderstood that her cousin was his "sister outside" just now.

Wen Ji felt that she was too poor to see people, just like her bad luck when she went to buy a lottery ticket and never won the lottery, at this moment she put meat in the boiling pot, Zhang Chuyue sat inside, adjusting the switch of the electric stove on his side, Wen Ji touched his wrist that was burned by water vapor and said:

"Brother inside, it's so hot!"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem—"

Zhang Chuyue was almost choked to death by a mouthful of water.

Wen Ji was still saying: "You have such a big fire, I think it's enough for your cow!" ”

Zhang Chuyue's Adam's apple rolled twice, the water beads slid down his neck, and the back of his hand pressed the corners of his lips, not in a hurry to turn down the fire first, but stared at her with a pair of eagle eyes: "What, you still have a brother outside?" ”

"Yes, my brother is in Xicheng."

Wen Ji didn't talk nonsense.

Zhang Chuyue put his tongue on his cheeks, and he didn't know where to provoke him, Wen Ji saw that he was sitting with his long hand, and knocked the fan blade of the air conditioner down on him.

He also knows the heat, how can he not know how to adjust the stove for her.

After lunch, Wen Ji began to feel sleepy, and fell asleep in the car when he went back with Zhang Chuyue, and the road was much quieter.

Of course, she is not a person who just eats and does not work, and when she got out of the car and the two of them picked up the things they bought together, she saw the black bag that his cousin gave him.

Thinking that he just said it was a bullwhip, she can't be blamed for this, whose sister gave this thing to her brother.

"I just slept in the car, do you want to go and rest for a while, and I'll help you feed the cows?"

Zhang Chuyue wanted to say no, but looking at her eyes, he remembered the words she had said when she beat his chest that night, saying that he refused her help with a cold face.

Loosened his mouth and made an "um" sound.

Wen Ji is happy that only the person who works in this family has a status.

The fresh meat bought was placed in the freezer and freezer, Wen Ji came out of the bathroom, washed his face and applied a layer of sunscreen, and as soon as he put on his straw hat, he went to shout: "Zhang Chuyue!" ”

"Utility room!"

Wen Ji trotted over, almost thinking that he didn't want her again.

The man was wearing army green trousers, a short black T-shirt tucked into the waistband, half-bent, and a slightly taut top that loomed at the tight latissimus dorsi.

Wen Ji almost learned to whistle from the hooligans and said to him: "Why don't you wear a white shirt to feed the cows?" I think you were pretty pretending to be the other day. ”

Zhang Chuyue's narrow eyelids glanced at her and said, "The money to buy clothes has made you eat hot pot, go to your stomach and ask." ”

Wen Ji was choked by him, "Then I'll help you work too." ”

Zhang Chuyue's eyes swept over her and said, "Come here." ”

The man took a pair of rain boots from the cupboard and said, "Put them on." ”

She still likes to wear her own canvas shoes, saying to him: "You are comfortable wearing cargo boots by yourself, I don't know how hard the rain boots are." ”

Zhang Chuyue laughed: "You still hate rain boots, I think your temper is harder than this rain boots." ”

"Huh, I'm hard-tempered? I think you're hard! ”

As soon as the words fell, Wen Ji's chin was suddenly held by the tiger's mouth in Zhang Chuyue's palm, her thumb and index finger pinched her cheek, and her mouth suddenly lengthened, unable to speak.

Zhang Chuyue's palm made her struggling chin tickle, and sent her face to herself, with soft pink lips reflected in her pupils, Zhang Chuyue's temper that wanted to preach was blocked for a while, looking at her jelly-like lips, and said: "Wen Ji." ”

He originally wanted to shut her up, but when he pronounced this surname, the tip of his tongue was lightly tapped on his lower jaw, and his upper and lower lips opened slightly, and then arced towards the corners of his lips, like a dragonfly falling on the ground.

Wen Ji held Zhang Chuyue's wrist to pinch her face, "Hmm", his rough fingertips seemed to scratch her face, Wen Ji trembled her eyelashes, noticed his approaching eyes, the well-defined eyelashes swept down the shadows, the sun was bright outside the house, and the room was a shady corner, she was suddenly a little scared.

"This kind of fight is even if it is quarreled at home, so that outsiders don't hear it."

The masculine breath was flamboyant and warm, spreading on the tips of Wen Ji's ears, and the low and deep tone was like a banana leaf hanging down to the ground in the scorching sun, as if she could push it away with a light lift, so she was afraid of the faint ebb tide, and she said softly.

The force on his face was withdrawn.

Wen Ji's heart became more and more frenzied, and he said, "Why did you fall into the pit last time, forgot?" ”

Her cheeks were rubbed by the temperature of his fingertips, the wind blew like firewood, so hot that she was hot, Wen Ji couldn't suppress her heartbeat at the moment, and wanted to escape from the small house with him, bowed her head and quietly put the rain boots on her feet.

It's not big, it's not too small, it's not just right, but it's not a pair of men's rain boots.

At this time, Zhang Chuyue bowed down to clean up the messy corner, and suddenly passed by a familiar black bag, and Wen Ji paused when he wanted to go out.

She noticed that Zhang Chuyue was about to open the plastic bag, and a heart was hoisted until she saw him take out a black slender whip from it.

"Let's go."

When Zhang Chuyue came out, he saw her staring at the "bullwhip", and her eyes were dilated.

Wen Ji people are still confused, dare to love is really a "bullwhip" to drive cattle!

The two walked out of the courtyard, Zhang Chuyue walked in front, she followed him, her eyes still wandering on the small whip he was carrying.

"The forage is generally cut on the mountain, and I put some in the shed, do you know how to feed it?"

He suddenly turned around and opened his voice, Wen Ji was stunned, and hurriedly "um", "My family has also raised buffaloes." ”

Zhang Chuyue pinned the cowhide whip behind his waist, and Wen Ji found that his waist was narrow, and the whip was obliquely more than his waist width, but before she was in a daze, the two had already walked to the cowshed.

In order to make it easier to get forage, the cowshed was set up in the mountains, but it was not difficult to walk, and their house was originally in the mountains, but the terrain was relatively flat.

"You feed these first, and I'll go cut some hay and come back."

As he spoke, he took out a basket from behind the shed, the bamboo basket was already half her size, but it was held in the hand by Zhang Chuyue, who was tall and long-legged, and he didn't know for a moment whether it looked like a small bamboo basket or his physique.

His hand turned over into the hay and took a sickle out of it, Wen Ji was suddenly shocked and said to him: "You are too dangerous, what if you accidentally cut your hand when turning the grass!" ”

As soon as her words fell, Zhang Chuyue bent down to take the sickle and paused slightly, and raised his eyelids to look at her: "Put it on it and let people take it." ”

"People may still like this basket of forage."

"That's not right, when he ploughs the grass, he will be cut by a scythe."

As soon as his words fell, Wen Ji suddenly wanted to laugh, and said, "Then you dig a hole, put the sickle vertically in it, and spread some grass on it, can't you find it every time you come?" ”

Zhang Chuyue said "um", pulled out the cowhide whip from the back of his waist, put it on the hay, and then pinned the sickle behind him, sensing Wen Ji's gaze, he frowned slightly: "It's not dangerous like this?" ”

Wen Ji's eyes slipped from his back, which was "covered by a sickle covering his waist", and he lowered his head to collect the forage basket, and said, "Your cowhide whip is more dangerous in my hands. ”

Zhang Chuyue saw her carefully looking at the small and soft leather whip, and said to her: "Don't lose it." ”

Wen Ji raised his eyes and looked at him vigilantly: "I think it is necessary to take a weapon to defend yourself, if you suddenly make a move, I will use it against you!" ”

She was suddenly pinched by Zhang Chuyue just now, and she instantly lost the strength to resist, and then down was her neck, and her heartbeat has not slowed down so far.

The man's eyelashes were slightly pressed, and there seemed to be a disdainful smile inside, and he said, "Then if you do something wrong, which whip will I use against you?" ”