Sir, can you marry me?

Chapter 58

He walked so fast, it seemed more like he had escaped.

Careful Xiao Wenqing looked at the back of Zhao Mingtang hastily "rushing" out of the room, wondering, could it be that he found out that she guessed his other identity?If she knew, what would he do to her?Was she killed and silenced like in the stories she heard when she was a child?

Xiao Wenqing thought about it, and felt that this was impossible, so she lay down and went back to sleep.

"Huhuhu", in the yard, the sound of the knife chopping the air was very loud, as if the owner of the knife had used a lot of strength.

Zhao Mingtang is very mentally strong, this martial artist... is really good.

As Xiao Wenqing listened, her heart began to beat rapidly and her face became hot.In the precognitive dream, there were some scenes of her serving the uncle at night. She used to serve the uncle because of fear as predicted in the foreknowledge dream, and then became pregnant, and was left by the lady to keep the child, so those private scenes just passed by. any impact.Now, she has changed the fate in her foreknowledge dream. With her husband and son-in-law, her young body has a certain desire.

"Papa papa", Xiao Wenqing lightly slapped her hot face a few times to wake herself up from the charming spring love.A decent girl can't think about those things, let alone take the initiative, otherwise she will be regarded as a slut by her husband.

However, she listened attentively to the sounds in the courtyard outside the window, heard his jumping footsteps, and heard his rapid panting, her heart couldn't help but flutter again.Mingtang, why did he not let her become his real wife?She wants to be his wife.Her mother-in-law is so kind to her, she is willing to give birth to a grandson for her mother-in-law.

After thinking wildly in the room for a while, feeling that the sky was getting brighter, Xiao Wenqing got up quickly, rubbed his face vigorously, opened the dressing box, took out the comb and hairpin, combed the long hair that reached to the buttocks, and walked out of the yard quickly .Zhao Mingtang was still practicing the saber, his head was sweating profusely while jumping and moving, his shirt was wet with sweat and stuck tightly to his chest and back.

"Mingtang, take a break, I'll boil some hot water for you to wipe your body." Xiao Wenqing tried to calm down and walked towards the well.She needs to wash her face first with cool well water.

"I'll fetch water." Zhao Mingtang stuck his knife in the ground, walked quickly to the well, and took a bucket of well water to the kitchen.

The voice changed back to fake.

Xiao Wenqing thought to himself, trotting behind him.Because she was in a hurry to chase Zhao Mingtang, Zhao Mingtang accidentally walked to the stove and stopped, bumped into him, and bumped his face on his back.

The man's hot body temperature tinged with the smell of sweat instantly pounced on Xiao Wenqing. After standing still, Xiao Wenqing said shyly, "I'm sorry." Her face was as red and beautiful as the morning glow.

"Wen Qing, I'll light the fire. You are going to make breakfast." Zhao Mingtang said in a deep voice, went to sit behind the stove, took out a bunch of branches from the side and lit them with a torch, and then put them into the hearth.When he brought Xiao Wenqing into his kitchen for the first time, thick white smoke came out from the fire, but after learning about it, that kind of thing never happened again.

Xiao Wenqing blushed, but luckily the kitchen was rather dark, so others couldn't see clearly.She gathered herself together, opened the cauldron and took a look.There was still the porridge left over from last night's meal in the cauldron, but it was dry, so she added a little water into it, then put the "well" wooden lattice into the cauldron, took out the bamboo flat basket and put it on, and then Grab six steamed buns and put them in, and finally cover the pot.

Zhao's mother likes steamed buns with porridge in the morning, and two pickles.As long as the steamed buns are eaten at home, she will make a few steamers.Xiao Wenqing planned to make some steamed buns when Zhao's mother agreed to make steamed buns, so that Zhao's mother and son and herself could change the taste.

"Mingtang, the water will be hot soon. You asked me to light the fire. You are going to fetch water to wipe yourself. Be careful not to catch a cold." Xiao Wenqing said softly, her watery gaze fell on Zhao Mingtang.

Zhao Mingtang knew that he was covered in sweat, so he got up and stepped aside.Xiao Wenqing sat behind the stove to light the fire, and the flames dancing in the hearth reflected her face flushed red.Since this morning, Zhao Mingtang has easily made her heart race.

Zhao Mingtang stood at the stove and waited for hot water, and when he had nothing to do, he watched his wife prickly.She has beautiful facial features, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, slender and thick eyelashes like a small fan, a slightly raised nose, and small pink lips.She was beautiful, and after entering the Zhao family, she was cared and cared for by her mother-in-law, making her less humble and more gentle and generous.

Sensing that Zhao Mingtang was looking at him, Xiao Wenqing raised his head to stare at him, and soon lowered his head to his chest in shame.She tensed up, as if she could hear her own heartbeat.She didn't dare to look up, so she tried to focus on the fire.

Seeing her rare daughter's shyness, Zhao Mingtang felt that she was really tempted for herself, instead of just finding a man to rely on and making do with him.

Estimating the firepower, Xiao Wenqing said: "Mingtang, the water in the pot is hot, you can scoop it up and scrub your body." Although it is summer now, it is still possible to catch a cold even if you are sweating all over in the morning.

"Yeah." Zhao Mingtang brought his special wooden basin, filled it with hot water, filled the pot with water, carried the hot water to the well to draw cold water, and carried it back to his room.

Xiao Wenqing discovered that Zhao Mingtang was different from the servants and servants she had seen in that he would not expose his body in broad daylight, and even avoided his mother when wiping himself.

Who taught him these defenses between men and women?
(End of this chapter)