shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Chapter 105 This strength is so powerful
There was nothing else to do in the afternoon. After Jiang Zhimiao tidied the house again, he ran to collect firewood again.

Nowadays, firewood is used to cook pots and boil water for cooking three meals a day. Firewood is used very quickly. It will always come in handy to store more firewood at home.

Seeing Jiang Zhimiao go to pick up firewood, Wen Zhuqing told her family and followed her to the woods to pick it up.

There are dead branches and miscellaneous trees everywhere in the forest, and you can pick up a pile just by picking them up.

People who went to the market to buy supplies in the morning came back one after another. Truck after truck of things entered the village, and the laughter and laughter in the village could be heard from a distance.

A while ago, Wen Zhuqing helped Jiang Zhimiao collect firewood. After a while, a pile of firewood was piled on the ground. Seeing that her family had almost collected it, she picked up her own firewood.

Jiang Zhimiao found it quite interesting to see him purse his lips and work silently.

The first time I met him was in the prison. He was a noble young man with a noble appearance. I thought that he should be a clear-blooded person who didn't hear anything outside the window and only read the books of sages, just like her third uncle.

In the past, in the Jiang family, Jiang Xingbo regarded himself as a scholar and talked about the books of saints and sages all day long. Apart from that, he ignored all the family affairs and had no interaction with him. Jiang Zhimiao couldn't stand it either.

Subtly, since she was a child, Jiang Zhimiao has thought that scholars like her third uncle are arrogant, and their whole body exudes the nobility of scholars. In Daxu Kingdom, someone like Wen Zhuqing can let go of his arrogance. Yes, Jiang Zhimiao didn’t see much of him.

The image of Wen Zhuqing sweating profusely while working quickly appeared in his mind, and he recalled the person he was when they first met. The contrast was so great that Jiang Zhimiao couldn't help but smile.

Although Wen Zhuqing was surprised that she kept looking at him, he didn't dig too deep into it. After returning a silly smile, he went to pick up firewood again.

Seeing that his ears were half red, Jiang Zhimiao smiled and looked away.

Picking it up, Wen Zhuqing felt that his surroundings were a little dry, his mouth was dry, and even the cold wind blowing was dry, making him feel extremely uncomfortable because of the heat.

There was silence for a while. After collecting enough firewood, the two returned home together.

The cold wind was blowing, and the laughter of children could be heard in his ears. Wen Zhuqing clutched the rope that tied up the firewood, and her palms were sweaty, wet, and uncomfortable.

Seeing that he was uncomfortable, Jiang Zhimiao thought it was the sizing he had just done that shocked him, but thinking about it carefully, he had seen this kind of sizing before, so why was he so awkward now?
Jiang Zhimiao didn't understand and couldn't figure it out. Seeing that he was about to reach home in less than two steps, he grabbed the rope on his shoulder and pulled him aside.

Wen Zhuqing was pulled unsteadily and almost fell down. Behind him was the yellow mud house. Although it was not strong, it was a real hit. He frowned and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Perhaps realizing that the force just now was too great, Jiang Zhimiao quickly let go of his hand, adjusted his posture, and even his words were apologetic.

"Sorry, sorry, I was too strong and couldn't control it. Didn't it hurt you just now?" Jiang Zhimiao said as he took off the firewood from his shoulders and looked at it carefully.

The firewood played a certain buffering role. If it hadn't been for the bundle of firewood at the bottom, Wen Zhuqing thought, the collision might have been serious.

Just now he was looked at and felt a little uneasy. Now that he was pulled a few more times, his heart was even more confused. It seemed that he could hear the beating of his heart faintly.Especially when Jiang Zhimiao wanted to move forward again, Wen Zhuqing panicked and couldn't help but want to retreat. Unexpectedly, there was a wall behind him and there was no way to retreat.

In his panic, he felt that the air was getting drier. He couldn't help but swallow, trying hard to suppress the unborn feeling of dryness.

Wen Zhuqing felt complicated. He looked around and saw no one, so he hurriedly said: "Jiang, Miss Jiang, this, you, do you have something to say to me?"

The laughter of her family could be heard behind her, separated only by a wall. Somehow, Wen Zhuqing felt extremely uncomfortable.

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look at her, but the palms hidden in his sleeves unconsciously clenched a little tighter.

The distance slowly widened, and the dryness in the air disappeared a lot. In a daze, she just heard her say: "Wen Zhuqing, just now, I really didn't mean it. I, I looked at you because you were born." Okay, I didn’t mean to offend you, you, you shouldn’t be angry, right?”

"I saw that your ears were red, and I knew you were shy, so I didn't look at you. However, you didn't speak for a long time and walked with the same hands and feet. I knew that I looked at you too much. I, I'm sorry, I really saw how good-looking you were, so I couldn’t control myself.”

Hearing these words, Wen Zhuqing's face suddenly turned red, and he was ashamed from the bottom of his heart. He was in a hurry and said in a panic: "No, it's okay, I, I'm not angry, don't think too much, I'm just , I’m just a little uncomfortable, just not used to it, Miss Jiang, it’s true, what I said is true.”

"Really?" Jiang Zhimiao glanced at him suspiciously and asked again uncertainly. Wen Zhuqing nodded hurriedly, confirming the authenticity of his words.

Seeing that he didn't take it to heart, Jiang Zhimiao suddenly curled her lips, smiled, patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I will never look at you like that again without your consent."

After saying this, Wen Zhuqing nodded, but soon, he felt something was wrong. After quietly looking at her, he said in a low voice: "Yeah, it's not that I can't look at it, it's just that I just don't look so blatantly."

Jiang Zhimiao's sharp ears immediately heard what he said clearly. She knew that he was so shy because of his shyness, but this was a little too abnormal, right? Look, these words seemed like something he could say?
No wonder Jiang Zhimiao felt it was abnormal. Even Wen Zhuqing felt that something was wrong. Just don't look at it so blatantly. Isn't this a bit strange?

Now that the distance was widened and the cold wind blew again, Wen Zhuqing also woke up a little. He lowered his eyebrows and said: "Miss Jiang, I, I mean, everyone has the love for beauty, and the skin is born with it. It’s me who can be looked at, and I’m not that narrow-minded.”

Hearing these words, Jiang Zhimiao smiled slowly, with ripples in his eyes, and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, let me just say, you are not so narrow-minded."

"Just now I have been wondering if I made you look shy, and then you got angry and ignored me. It seems that I was overthinking it. Being shy is real, but it's not something you are angry about. Don't worry, next time This time I pay attention, pay attention."

With this shot, the alluring thoughts that had suddenly arisen were instantly wiped away, and the blush on his face disappeared without a trace. Instead, there was a touch of paleness, and a gust of cold wind blew by. Wen Zhuqing was silent, and felt that he was again. Come alive.

Jiang Zhimiao smiled awkwardly, caressed his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Accidental injury, accidental injury, I'm really sorry, I, you can just take care of it in peace, I'll carry this firewood, I'll carry it ah."

Seeing what she said, Wen Zhuqing shook his head and carried the firewood on his own, silently rejecting her suggestion. Seeing him like this, Jiang Zhimiao didn't think much about it, and they went home together.

In the Wen family, Wen Zhuqing unloaded the firewood and touched the place where he had just been photographed. He only had one thought in his mind: Miss Jiang is really strong.

(End of this chapter)