"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts..."
He took a breath, raised his eyes, and was frightened by the scene in front of him.
I saw Yang Ruoqing stepping on a stool.
She was leaning over slightly and pinching his ear with one hand.
There is also a feather duster in the other hand.
"You brat, do you know it hurts now?"
She pointed the feather duster at him while still sternly lecturing him.
"You brought her to the inn to book a room without telling your sister, you are a bad boy!"
Luo Fengtang smiled apologetically.
He stretched out his hand to circle around her.
"Yes, yes, it's me who is bad."
"Hao Qing'er, if I want to punish you, get down first. What if you fall if you stand at such a height?"
He looked nervous.
Yang Ruoqing raised the corners of her mouth.
"Humph, I won't go down there. If I do, I won't be able to twist your ears!"
she said.
Height is a flaw!
He was startled for a moment, then took a horse stance.
"If you can twist it, you can twist it as much as you want. As long as you come down, my ears won't be damaged!"
She was amused by his words and laughed out loud.
Seeing her smile, he became bolder.
He stretched out his arms and hugged her.
"Ah, what are you doing? Put me down!"
She fluttered lightly in his arms a few times, then used a feather duster to knock his back a few times.
"hey-hey……"
He chuckled, holding her in his arms and striding toward the bed over there.
He placed her firmly on the soft bed and then let go of her hand.
As if afraid of the feather duster in her hand, he quickly jumped aside.
"Qing'er, please sit down and rest first. I'll get you some water to wash your face and heat your feet."
After saying these words, he picked up the wooden basin and ran out of the house, leaving behind a few pleasant laughs.
On the other side of the bed, Yang Ruoqing looked at the closed door and smiled.
He retracted his gaze and scanned the guest room where he was.
Familiar table and chair arrangement.
Come back half a month later, the same scene, different mood, and very different feelings.
No fear, no depression, no anxiety, no worries.
Instead, there was indescribable ease and sweetness.
It's like...like I'm here for a honeymoon vacation.
She got up and went to the south window and propped up the small wooden window.
At this time, the sun outside the window had already set, and dusk was gradually rising.
The inn is located at the downtown entrance of the county town, where several major streets merge.
Even though dusk is gradually falling, the crowds on the streets have not decreased.
Various small stalls and hawkers sell goods along the street.
Those selling various snacks and noodle makers.
The child was carried on his father's shoulders and walked through the crowd...
I saw the candied haws held high in the child's hand.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
The bright red candied haws on a stick looks so tempting!
Where did you buy it?
She craned her neck and searched the crowd.
I saw an old man in the distance carrying a firewood target with bright red candied haws on it.
From a distance, it looks like he is carrying a red mace.
Yang Ruoqing was about to go downstairs to buy one to satisfy her craving.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
I saw a guy who was half a head taller than the people around him, squeezed out of the crowd, and was heading towards the inn.
He was holding two bunches of candied haws in his hand, perhaps because he was afraid that they would be damaged by the people next to him.
He held two bunches of candied haws above his head.
This picture looks a bit funny.
But standing at the window, the smile on her face softened into a puddle of water.
Soon, Luo Fengtang returned to the house.
Yang Ruoqing was standing at the table, pouring tea.
He put the hot water basin down and leaned next to her.
He saw her turning her back to him, as if she was still angry.
He chuckled and said, "Hao Qing'er, don't be upset. I will discuss it with you in advance when I come back to book a room next time."
Yang Ruoqing picked up a bowl of tea and drank it, turning away from him.
He went around to the other side and said, "Look what good things I brought you!"
As he spoke, he took out two bunches of candied haws from behind as if offering treasures.
Only then did Yang Ruoqing's eyes look past the candied haws and fall on him.
"Humph, you are smart!"
She took a bunch of candied haws on a stick and glared at him: "For the sake of the candied haws, I will spare you this time!"
"hey-hey……"
He giggled.
Watch her stretch out her little tongue and lick the sugar coating on the outside of the candied haws.
He took another bite of the round hawthorn inside.
His cheeks were bulging and his eyes were narrowed, looking very intoxicated.
He couldn't help but ask: "How is it? Is it sweet?"
She nodded repeatedly and pointed to the other bunch in his hand: "You eat one too!"
He shook his head, "I won't eat it. I'll save this for you to eat at night if you're craving for it."
He inserted the candied haws on a stick.
When she turned around, she had already sat down at the table, tilting her head and eating with gusto.
He looked at her, his eyes full of endearment.
He brought the hot water basin over, squatted in front of her, took off her shoes and socks, and put her feet into the basin to soak...
His big rough hands gently rubbed her little feet.
He raised his head and looked at the girl sitting on the stool eating candied haws in front of him.
This kind of Qing'er is not at all the hot-tempered, independent little boss she was during the day.
At this time, she was sitting quietly on the stool, chewing candied haws on a stick.
Like a girl who doesn't understand the world.
He felt an inexplicable distress in his heart.
The look in his eyes was so gentle that he didn't even notice it.
A bunch of candied haws suddenly stretched out in front of him.
"Take a bite."
Her voice came immediately.
He came to his senses and shook his head.
"Why would a man like me eat this? You eat it!" he said.
"Who said men can't eat?"
She glared at him.
"I order you to eat, quickly!"
He succumbed to her dominance.
He opened his mouth and took a bite right where she had bitten.
The sugar coating wraps the hawthorn meat, and the sweet and sour feeling quickly spreads in the mouth...
"How's it going? Is it sweet?"
she asked with a smile.
He nodded.
"sweet……"
"whee……"
She laughed and put the whole one he had just bitten into her mouth.
The cheeks were swollen.
We were so full after eating at Xu Mang's house at noon that the two of them had eaten nothing at night. After washing up, they started to prepare for rest.
Yang Ruoqing was sitting there unbraiding her hair. She turned around and saw Luo Fengtang carrying a quilt and walking towards the table and chairs.
She asked: "What? Are you going to sleep on a table and chair tonight?"
"Um!"
His back was to her, and he was piecing together a stool.
She laughed and joked: "You brought me here to open a guest room just to sleep on the table and chairs, right?"
His hand holding the chair paused slightly.
"Qing'er, I dragged you to the inn, and I admit that I have selfish motives."
"I just want to stay in the same room with you for a while."
"However, I never thought of bullying you or taking advantage of you..."
He explained with a blush.
Although Qing'er is already an adult, she is also his soon-to-be wife.
However, there are some things that he still wants to wait for her to grow up.
He can only do it after he has successfully married her.
At this moment, he just wanted to hear the sound of her sleeping.
He felt satisfied and at ease!
