After Ba Ling confessed to her relatives, the little cannon fodder became Bai Fumei

Those big hands...

Uh, no, no, what is she thinking.

Su Xiao shook his head angrily, and threw out all the waste in his mind.

She found that she was too poor today.

"What's the matter, are you not feeling well?"

Su Xiao's head trembled, boom, it exploded!

A big hand suddenly pressed against her forehead, and the touch was fleeting, with a trace of moisture, the refreshing and cool touch was too exciting.

"No, no." Su Xiao regained consciousness in an instant, leaned back slightly, and avoided it.

She admitted that she was a little overwhelmed.

"Cough cough." Shang Zimu coughed twice, "Let me wash it, you go to rest."

"No, no, I'm fine..."

Shang Zimu stopped what he was doing, and just looked at her with deep and deep eyes.

Su Xiao couldn't continue, she stood up and ran away in panic, "I'll help Brother Hao."

Shang Zimu was a little dumbfounded, watching her fleeing back like a little rabbit, pursed his lips, and dark tides surged in his deep eyes.

The third time we met was also the third time. Fang Minghao said it was fate, and he felt the same way.

Su Xiao ran into the kitchen, "Brother Hao, what can I do for you?"

Fang Minghao was startled suddenly, a big smile appeared on the corner of his lips, his heart was pounding, a little excited, "You call me Brother Hao?"

"That's right, didn't Brother Bowen call you Brother Hao? Uh, I can't call you?" Su Xiao opened his eyes wide and looked innocent.

"No, no, just shout like that, I like it very much, very happy." Fang Minghao quickly explained.

"Oh, Brother Hao." Su Xiao called him with a smile.

"Hey." Fang Minghao replied loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him, his heart was already full of joy.

Shu Bowen came out from behind the stove and looked at Su Xiao mournfully.

Su Xiao understood and said with a smile, "Brother Bowen, isn't he your cousin? I'll call after you, are you okay?"

In other words, the relationship between closeness and distance is immediate.

Shu Bowen was instantly happy, shouting after him, this is treating him as one of his own.

"Okay, very good." Shu Bowen smiled very comfortably, and gave Fang Minghao a provocative look.

Fang Minghao was not so happy anymore, his heart was astringent, but he still smiled and said, "Xiao Xiao can shout whatever she wants."

Zhao Xi happily strode into the yard with a half-new briquette stove, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Xiao Shu, Xiao Xiao, are you there?"

When he entered the yard, he saw Shang Zimu washing vegetables by the well, Zhao Xi was a little surprised, "Shang Zhiqing, where are you washing vegetables?"

"Yes. Secretary Zhao, Xiao Shu and the others are in the kitchen." Shang Zimu pointed him in the direction.

At this time, Su Xiao also came out to meet him. Seeing the stove in his hand, he jumped up excitedly, jumping up three steps, so frightened that Shang Zimu almost dropped the basin in his hand and rushed to pick her up.

"Secretary Zhao, did you help us buy it? It's great."

"Hey, it's a trivial matter." Zhao Xi accepted the compliment with a smile. He even offended his own wife because of this briquette stove. The sacrifice was too great. He deserved the compliment.

With the briquette stove, Su Xiao thought about it, in this era, food is a treasure, and they can't take it for granted. Thinking about it, she immediately got up and went back to the room. After a while, she came over with a jar.

"The stewed pork brought from home can be eaten after a little heat." Su Xiao saw that they were all curious about the contents of her jar, so she didn't hide it, and opened it directly.