The husband who picked it up rebelled

Chapter 12 Incense and Deodorant

As soon as Lin Luo opened the door, he saw an overly flattering smile on Lin Herong's overly gentle face.

"Miss Lin, we found you a charcoal basin and silver grain carbon."

Lin Herong showed Lin Luo the brand new charcoal basin.

His eyeballs rolled around, "Miss Lin, what shall we have for breakfast?"

"They are so edible, I didn't even drink much seafood porridge yesterday!"

"Miss Lin, your craftsmanship is really good. Did you also make yesterday's biscuits?"

This young little brother has a completely different personality from Yan Su and Qi Zhou.

"Just put the charcoal basin on the side, you came just in time." Lin Luo handed Lin Herong the biscuits that he had packed in the basket, "Take the biscuits, take them away."

Lin Herong sniffed sharply, and besides the aroma of sesame seed cakes, there seemed to be another completely different scent mixed in.

"Miss Lin, what is that?"

With sharp eyes, Lin Herong turned his head slightly and saw two sets of pancakes on the table.

"Can you give me a taste? It's not in vain. I'll give you money and work for you." Lin Herong said, showing off the spotless yard behind him, "This yard was cleaned by me...and the big guys , but I did the most.”

"That." Lin Luo pursed her lips, "That can't be given to you."

Hearing this, Lin Herong immediately staggered back two steps, expressing hurt and sorrow: "Let me see, who can't eat the same food as Miss Lin?"

"Oh, it turned out to be me." He wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of his eyes, and retreated further and further away.

It's like... a heartbroken look.

If Lin Luo hadn't heard his last muttered words:
"Share the biscuits! One for Yansu, one for me. One for Qi Zhou, one for me. One for Adong, one for me..."

What a living treasure.

Lin Luo couldn't help laughing.

When Lin Luo took his clothes and pancakes and went out, he realized that the whole yard had taken on a completely new look.

The firewood pile was filled and chopped, and the water tank was also full.

The clothes stick that was originally split and crooked was replaced with a new dry branch, which was polished very smooth and did not scratch the handle at all.

Yesterday's seafood porridge was not in vain.

After going out, Lin Luo found that the collapsed wall of Yansu's house had been rebuilt.

She passed by the main room, and Yansu's 'friends' who were eating inside greeted her happily: "Miss Lin, the biscuits are delicious, why don't you sit down and eat together?"

Lin Luo shook his head.

"Where's Yansu?"

She looked around, but did not see Yan Su in the main room.

"Inside the house."

Lin Luo went to the west wing again, just in time to run into Yan Su who came out of the door.

He seemed to have just woken up, and his whole body was enveloped by a faint aura that no one should enter, especially the twinkling cold air shrouded in a pair of Danfeng eyes that were flying with spirit.

Even speaking, there is a bit of unattainable Sen Han:
"Is something wrong?"

"Come to return your clothes, and send some thank you gifts by the way."

The neatly stacked student uniforms fell into Yan Su's arms, and the lingering fragrance on them lifted Yan Su's spirits, his eyes became much clearer, less expensive and more gentle.

"For this taste, did you use spices?"

The tip of Yan Su's nose moved slightly.

He is familiar with all kinds of incense, but he has never smelled the aroma stained on the student's clothes.

So refreshing.

"Used a lavender-scented roll-on."

As a person with many zeros in his account, Lin Luo had no intention of wronging himself.She likes all kinds of fragrances, which were not available in ancient times, but are available in the farmers' market.

Taking a step back, even if there is no farmers market.

You can also ask Zhang Wei to buy it.

"Lavender? Roller balls?" Yan Su had never heard of it.

Lin Luo suddenly handed his palm in front of Yan Su, Yan Su was startled, and put his hand on Lin Luo's with a little hesitation.

Hands folded, each other's temperature seems to flow to each other.

Flow, mix, mingle.

Until you can't tell.

Lin Luo couldn't laugh or cry.

"I don't want to shake hands with you. I want you to smell the lavender on my wrist. I used perfume." Lin Luo nodded his wrist, "Smell it."

She sent her hand forward again.

But he didn't wait for Yansu's cooperation.

Lin Luo took a closer look and found that the base of Yan Su's ear was slightly red, because his skin was too fair, and the blush on his cheeks couldn't be concealed like Sima Zhao's heart.

"Why are you blushing? Could it be an allergy?"

Lin Luo leaned forward, wanting to observe carefully.

But was pushed gently by Yan Su, this young man who engraved the teachings of a gentleman in his bones did not forget to cover Lin Luo's hand with his clothes at the end to prevent her from falling.

"I'm fine." Yan Su saw the little spider hanging from the door frame, "I still have something to do, if you're fine, go."

An order to evict guests was issued.

"Is it really okay? I think your face is very red." Lin Luo stared straight at Yan Su's face.

The more she was like this, the more flushed Yan Su Jun's face became.

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

Lin Luo didn't force him to accept Su. Although it was the doctor's duty to practice medicine, he still had to take into account the patient's wishes.

She walked back to her yard, bowed her head and chuckled.

The voice is light and manly, drifting with the wind: "It looks shy, but it's quite cute."

On the other side, Yan Su lowered his head to look at the fragrant school clothes, his eyes drooping in ecstasy.

There was only the scent of lavender on the clothes, but the girl's wrists were mixed with incense and deodorant.

I can't say it's refreshing, I can only say...

Yan Su closed his eyes, and put away all his thoughts.

There was an inaudible sigh in the room.

The sun was shining, Lin Luo moved some red bricks and planned to build a new stove.

There is a stove in the kitchen, which is enough for an ordinary family, but Lin Luo likes to study all kinds of delicacies, so a stove seems to be a stretch.

When she measured the position, Lin Herong appeared out of nowhere.

"Miss Lin, what are you going to do, I'll help you."

"I'm going to build a stove."

Lin Herong patted his chest, "I know this job well."

The two worked from noon to dusk, building a new stove that was as high as the old stove.

"It still lacks some embellishments, I'll look for it, you wait for me." Lin Herong folded his hands and looked left and right, left such a sentence and then jumped away.

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Except for Qi Zhou and Lin Herong, the rest of the subordinates left when Yan Su went to the town to return the books.

Yan Su returned the book and saw that only Qi Zhou was practicing sword in the courtyard.

He glanced across the courtyard next door and asked, "Where's that guy?"

"He went to the next door to help silly...Miss Lin." Qi Zhou frowned. He wanted to call him a fool, but he changed his words in the middle of saying, "They had a great time, and the subordinates are all over here. I can hear the laughter over there."

Qi Zhou's tone was slightly sour.

Yan Su narrowed his eyes, "Huh? Have a good time?"

"Under the sun, there are still people who can endure that jumping crane?"

Qi Zhou also felt miraculous.

Yan Su went back to the West Wing with the book in his arms, came out not long after, and said to Qi Zhou on purpose: "The room is too stuffy, I'll go out for a walk."

Qi Zhou was a little puzzled.

In the past, what Yan Su wanted to do would never be mentioned to him at all.

Why did you say it on purpose this time?
Yan Su walked out of her own yard, and turned into the yard next door.

(End of this chapter)