The space doctor girl became the favorite of exiled ministers

Chapter 124 Brother (Part [-])
Jiang Zhiluo choked for breath, and her heart beat suddenly a few times.

His appearance can inadvertently be mesmerizing, and he has a thrilling and stunning feeling.

Jiang Zhiluo hurriedly lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling violently.

She made up her mind and said, "Well, I haven't had time to make clothes from the cloth I bought before, so let me measure the size for you."

Cui Hejin looked at her bowing her head, gave a faint smile, and said lazily in a low voice, "Okay."

From the sound of his voice, he seemed to have a very good temper.

Jiang Zhiluo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She picked up the rope next to her and walked towards Cui Hejin.

Cui Hejin let her approach without moving.

The moment he got close, Jiang Zhiluo could smell the cold, dark fragrance on his body, which was refreshing but also intoxicating.

Jiang Zhiluo lowered her head but did not look up at Cui Hejin.

After coming in front of him, Jiang Zhiluo whispered, "Raise your arm."

Cui Hejin didn't move.

Jiang Zhiluo raised her head to look at him reflexively, and saw his eyes, which seemed to hide a moonlight-like luster, flickering on and off, and flowing in a clear light.

Jiang Zhiluo felt that her mind was about to be swallowed.

"you……"

Cui Hejin gently stretched out her hand, and Jiang Zhiluo's heart throbbed uncontrollably.

I thought he was going to do something, but he just gently took a little blade of grass from her hair.

Looking at the grass in Cui Hejin's hand, she thought for a while that it might have been accidentally picked up when preparing firewood.

Cui Hejin sighed softly, and Youmei's eyes became warmer, "Fool, you are so busy, do you still have time to make clothes?"

Cui Hejin wanted her to rest.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "You can do it when you have time."

Cui Hejin said softly: "I still have clothes to change, so I don't need to make clothes."

Cui Hejin knows that making clothes is extremely hard.

After coming to Donghe Village, his mother also wanted to learn how to make clothes, but she pricked her fingers and couldn't make clothes.

Cui Hejin knew that making clothes was extremely difficult, but she didn't want Jiang Zhiluo to do it.

He looked down and saw the calluses on her fingertips, and said nothing.

Jiang Zhiluo didn't understand what Cui Hejin was thinking, so she just said, "But it's made of cotton, it will be very comfortable to wear."

"Your previous sets were all burlap clothes."

Although wearing burlap on him gave him a dignified look, but Jiang Zhiluo still wanted him to wear cotton clothes.

Cui Hejin smiled elegantly and said, "It's all right."

For him, Donghe Village is not a place where he can pay so much attention.

Seeing the faint and cold smile in his eyes, Jiang Zhiluo felt that he hid all his thoughts in his heart, as if it was difficult for anyone to really enter his heart.

Seeing Cui Hejin's insistence, Jiang Zhiluo didn't insist.

Things he doesn't like, even if she is for his own good, she doesn't want to force him to accept them.

Jiang Zhiluo put away the rope and said, "Then you have a rest first, I made chili meat sauce, a little bit spicy, you can try it."

"it is good."

Jiang Zhiluo scooped up some chili meat sauce and put it in a bowl, then handed Cui Hejin a pair of clean chopsticks for him to taste.

The bowls, chopsticks and spoons at home are all made of wood. Although they are simple, they are cleaned up every day.

Jiang Zhiluo herself likes to be clean, and so does Cui Hejin.

And Mrs. Cui also has the habit of loving cleanliness, cleaning the house twice a day.

Cui Hejin looked at Jiang Zhiluo's expectant expression, took a little bit with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, tasted it, nodded and said, "Well, it's pretty good."

"You don't find it spicy."

"Slightly spicy, acceptable."

Jiang Zhiluo breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it tastes good.

Since Cui Hejin can accept this kind of spiciness, most of them will not feel very spicy when eating, and can accept this taste.

If you don't put chili, there will be no such taste.

It is better to season with chili.

After Cui Hejin put down the book, he went to the yard to chop firewood.

Looking at Cui Hejin's figure, Jiang Zhiluo wanted him to rest, but she also knew that persuasion was useless.

She knows that there are a lot of fires in the house, and a lot of firewood is needed to set up a stall for business, so Cui Hejin either goes to the mountains to chop firewood or chops firewood every day to ensure that there is enough firewood at home.

Although there was chili meat sauce, Jiang Zhiluo still made two dishes.

In the evening, three people sat at the table and ate steamed buns with chili meat sauce.

Madam Cui and Jiang Zhiluo ate like this, while Cui Hejin ate steamed buns and vegetables.

After eating dinner and washing up, Jiang Zhiluo went back to her room and began to make clothes. She first made a set of clothes for Mrs. Cui.

Cotton clothes are more comfortable.

At night, I make clothes under pine candles, and the sight is not very good after all.

Jiang Zhiluo might be a little sleepy, and accidentally stuck a needle into her hand, which hurt a little, "Ah!"

"What's wrong?" Cui Hejin instantly got up and grabbed Jiang Zhiluo's hand.

Seeing a little blood bubble on her hand, his expression changed.

He hurried to find the spare medicine at home.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "It's okay, I just accidentally pricked it."

Cui Hejin said in a low voice, "It bleeds after I pricked it."

Jiang Zhiluo felt that with just a little blood, it would be fine soon.

But Cui Hejin seemed very worried, and carefully cleaned and applied medicine to Jiang Zhiluo.

His movements were very light and gentle, for fear of hurting Jiang Zhiluo.

While bandaging, he asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Cui Hejin's voice is deep and hoarse, which can touch people's heartstrings inadvertently.

Jiang Zhiluo originally wanted to say that it didn't hurt.

But this body is still very sensitive to pain.

It does hurt a little.

The main reason is that she was so sleepy and distracted that she used too much force, so that the piercing was a little deep.

Jiang Zhiluo seemed to have thought of something, and a faint fascination flashed across her eyes, and she said softly, "Brother, my fingers hurt so much."

"Brother" and "It hurts" again, Cui Hejin's eyes trembled violently.

Cui Hejin's fingers became lighter, "Stop making clothes."

Seeing Cui Hejin's subtle reaction, Jiang Zhiluo felt a little sweet in her heart.

Little did they know that at this time her tone of voice sounded like a baby.

Delicate and soft appearance, extremely lethal.

Jiang Zhiluo said softly: "But I want to do it, I want to make clothes."

Cui Hejin's picturesque brows twitched slightly, "Be obedient, your hands hurt."

"What will happen if I don't obey?"

Cui Hejin felt a little headache and stretched out a hand to pinch the center of her brow.

After dressing Jiang Zhiluo well, he looked at her deeply and said, "I'll sew whatever you want."

Jiang Zhiluo was completely surprised.

No, is he going to help her sew clothes?
Jiang Zhiluo involuntarily looked at Cui Hejin's hand.

His hands are as slender as jade, with distinct joints, fair and beautiful.

In the age of technology, these are the hands that play the piano.

Here, these hands are so perfect and delicate, they should also be used to hold a pen and write.

She couldn't help but think of some scenes from her previous life.

She faltered violently, slightly restrained her expression, covered the emotion in her eyes, and said, "Why am I willing to let my brother sew clothes for me?"

(End of this chapter)