The wrong marriage: the arrogant husband comes to farm

Chapter 82 I'm Bad
"Eavesdropping can't be said, but women's voices are so loud that Nan can't even want to eavesdrop." Nan Chengmo talked about a woman, obviously because the other party said that men and women were equal. Although he is not a man He is an advocate of the supremacy of power, but hearing this woman sleeping next to him say such things with his own ears, it is inevitable that he feels a little uncomfortable. Moreover, if this word is spread, it may not be accepted by others, so he deliberately reminds him.

"Haven't Mr. Nan heard of the truth that a gentleman should not see or listen to injustice? If you don't listen to it, you can plug your ears and you won't be able to hear it." Qin Mengyao clenched his teeth, looking at Nan Chengmo's teasing expression , wishing to tear off his hypocritical face.

Nan Cheng Mo was at a loss as if he hadn't heard of it. He lowered his head and smelled the fragrant clear water in the bowl, and couldn't help but marvel, "Hey, there is a scent of Sophora japonica in this water!"

Seeing Nancheng Mo picking up the bowl and looking left and right, the water in the bowl dangling back and forth, Qin Mengyao was very worried when he saw it, he couldn't help rushing forward, trying to take the bowl away, but Nan Cheng Mo refused Let go, back and forth, the water in the bowl will inevitably spill a lot.

Qin Mengyao's eyes were red with distress, Nan Chengmo saw this, and for fear of offending the other party, he kindly let go, and as a result, a whole bowl of distilled water was directly splashed on Qin Mengyao's body.

Fortunately, the water was still warm, and it flowed in along the front of Qin Mengyao's chest, and his chest suddenly felt moist.

And the fragrance of Sophora japonica flowers became stronger in an instant, emanating faintly from Qin Mengyao's body, and drifting into Nancheng Mo's nostrils. At that moment, Qin Mengyao's entire face was turning green.

"Aunt Li and I spent a whole morning extracting this, you pay me!" Qin Mengyao grabbed the wet clothes on his chest with one hand, and the obscene clothes were also soaked through, sticking to his body extremely Uncomfortable, but thinking of the essential oil that was so hard to extract, how can I care about the wet clothes in front of me, my eyes are red with distress, and the hand holding the pottery bowl is trembling with anger.

"You wanted to take it yourself, but this time it's on me again," Nan Cheng murmured in a low voice, but when he saw Qin Mengyao's eyes turned red, he had to bow his head and apologize, "Don't you Cry, I can’t afford to pay for it! It’s all Xiaosheng’s fault, Xiaosheng shouldn’t touch your wife’s things casually... You see, your clothes are all wet, please change to a dry one first, or else you’ll catch a cold when the cold wind blows gone."

Listening to what he said, Nan Cheng Mo couldn't help but feel nauseated, thinking that he had never coaxed a girl before, and he was still so soft and warm, just thinking about it would make goose bumps fall all over the ground.

After finally coaxing Qin Mengyao to change clothes, Nan Cheng Mo stood there with an empty pottery bowl and finally heaved a sigh of relief, "Phew, it really is difficult to raise a villain and a woman."

Before he had time to completely relax, he heard a burst of sobbing from the room. Qin Mengyao stood at the door with a sad face, holding the coat he had just taken off in his hand, and leaning against the door wearing only a lewd garment.The obscene clothes were stained with water and were directly attached to the chest. After the sun shines, the situation inside can be seen in all directions. Nan Chengmo glanced at it and immediately turned his head to the side, only to feel a burst of heat on his face. .

Qin Mengyao, however, was completely unaware of his disrespect, and held his nose in tears, "Whoa, what should I do, I washed all my clothes this morning, and now I don't even have a single piece of clean clothes... What's wrong with that?" , not even a washing machine..."

Sure enough, there were a few clothes floating on the clothesline in the yard, and she didn't know how she made a few shelves, which looked like people were wearing clothes, hanging upright in mid-air.

"Alas, women are troublesome," Nan Cheng Mo helplessly took off the clothes on his body, stared at other places, and handed them to Qin Mengyao.

On one side was the drenched clothes on his chest, and on the other was the old clothes worn by Nan Cheng Mo. Qin Mengyao weighed it in his mind for a while, and finally gritted his silver teeth and went back to the house to take off his shirt, and directly hung Nan Cheng Mo's clothes on his body .

Fortunately, Nan Chengmo was tall, and he tied the belt behind his clothes, but he couldn't see the front of his chest. Instead, he looked more like long and loose pajamas. Qin Mengyao looked up and down carefully before plucking up the courage to go out the door go.

"Hey, when will dinner be served? I'm going out to work to support my family soon!" Nan Cheng Mo pressed impatiently with his back turned to the main room, but his eyes never left the alembic pot that Qin Mengyao had put together.

"What's the rush? If it wasn't for you, how could I..." Qin Mengyao held the skirts of his clothes with both hands, trying not to let himself be tripped by the too long clothes, and came out of the room angrily. Seeing that Nancheng Mo reached out to move the still pot that he had made so hard, he stepped forward to stop it.

(End of this chapter)