"Second Young Master Qian, you really can't live in the wing! I think so, I'll ask my neighbor Wang Er to send you back to my house."
Tang Xiaoman said in her heart that this matter was no joke. If she wronged Mr. Qian and left him in the cold or something like that, she couldn't bear the responsibility.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Qian picked up a roll of blankets on Tang Xiaoman's kang and walked towards Tang Xiaoman's house, unable to stop him.
Tang Xiaoman looked at the wing and saw that there were no windows. She felt helpless.
Qian Musheng didn't dislike it at all. He put the quilt on the small broken bed and lay down on it.
"Xiaoman, don't worry about me, go back and go to bed early!"
Tang Xiaoman quickly came over and snatched the quilt back.
"What's wrong?"
"Wait a minute while I clean up this room!"
Tang Xiaoman was really convinced by this young master. "That quilt is so dirty on a bed covered in dust!"
With that said, Tang Xiaoman started to tidy up the room with a rag and swept away the dust. She saw that there was no window paper on the windows. After blocking the air leaking windows with windows, the room became somewhat habitable. extent.
Tang Xiaoman then called Mr. Qian back again.
Second Young Master Qian saw that the house was neat and tidy in a short time, and his eyes were full of peach blossoms.
"Xiaoman, you are so virtuous. Anyone who marries you will be extremely happy!"
Qian Musheng seemed to be confessing his love to Tang Xiaoman. Before he finished speaking, he heard Su Ping'an's voice coming from behind him.
"I am the happy person!"
When Tang Xiaoman heard this, he felt embarrassed and quickly pulled Su Ping'an out.
"Second Young Master Qian, please have a good rest!"
Tang Xiaoman closed the door.
He turned around and glared at Su Pingan, "Why do you talk to Mr. Qian like that?"
Su Ping'an suddenly stopped talking and turned his wheelchair back to the house.
Tang Xiaoman was left with a confused look on her face. She was stunned for a while and then smiled.
"I really didn't expect that Su Ping'an's jealousy would be so serious, but I have to put an end to his problem."
Tang Xiaoman knew that although she was a woman, she would have many opportunities to show her face in the future, and it was inevitable that she would have to come into contact with many people, including some outstanding men.
Su Ping'an can't accept it now. What should we do in the future?
When Tang Xiaoman thought of this, he didn't say anything at first, silently put away the dishes and tidied the house again.
Su Pingan didn't say anything either. When that guy was angry, he liked to pretend to be silent. Tang Xiaoman decided not to pay attention to him and let him continue to be silent.
After packing everything, Tang Xiaoman saw that Su Ping'an lay down to sleep first. She then got on the kang, lay silently next to Su Pingan, and then silently leaned her body behind Su Pingan.
Su Pingan's back was turned to Tang Xiaoman.
"Ping An, I know you are a little unhappy today. But Qian Musheng is our big customer. In the future, our small workshop will still need to rely on the Qian family for a lot of business."
Su Ping'an yawned and said a word for a long time.
"Then you can't always smile like that with him? It makes me angry!"
"You are thinking too much. I laugh like this with others. Are you worried that I will like Qian Mu Sheng?"
Tang Xiaoman went straight to the point and asked, "You don't think I like Qian Musheng, do you? Let me tell you, I'm not interested in that kind of pretty boy."
Su Ping'an turned around suddenly. In the darkness, his eyes were bright, and he hugged Tang Xiaoman tightly.
"Xiaoman, are you serious?"
"That goes without saying! Although there are some gaps in my memory, I can still remember it now. My mother has told me since I was a child that pretty boys have no good intentions. I will not like boys like that!"
Although Su Ping'an had never heard of this classic saying, he was still very excited, "Then what do you like?"
Tang Xiaoman shyly whispered: "Of course you are like this, more manly!"
"Manly smell? I just took a shower yesterday and my body smells again?"
Su Ping'an started to smell if there was any smell on his body. Tang Xiaoman rolled his eyes in the darkness, alas, it’s like a chicken talking to a duck!
"sleep!"
A night of silence.
The next day, Tang Xiaoman just got up, tidied up, and prepared to light the stove.
The fire in the stove had been put out long ago, and the room became even colder.
She was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket and was about to light the stove when she suddenly looked up and saw Mr. Qian.
I saw him standing in front of Tang Xiaoman wearing a quilt and shivering with cold.
"Xiaoman, make a fire quickly, I was going to freeze to death last night!"
Tang Xiaoman saw that he was disheveled, and he no longer had the heroic appearance of the noble young master yesterday.
"Second Young Master Qian, how did you sleep last night?"
“Not good…it’s really well maintained.
…”
He lowered his head and muttered.
"By the way, there seem to be bugs in your house. I was bitten by a spider last night!"
Qian Musheng reached for his back.
"Please help me take a look, there seems to be a spot on my shoulder, it's so itchy!"
Tang Xiaoman lowered his head to light a fire. Unexpectedly, Qian Musheng took off his clothes as he spoke.
He insisted on showing Tang Xiaoman the area where he had been bitten by some insect on his back. He described it as being a little itchy and swollen.
Tang Xiaoman also didn't expect that Qian Musheng would be so informal and pull off his clothes in one go, revealing his delicate white shoulders and head.
It's really the relationship between the eldest and the young master. He doesn't do any work at ordinary times, so he takes good care of himself.
It's not that Tang Xiaoman is shy, she just feels that the young master has forgotten the difference between men and women.
This was still in ancient times, but after all, Tang Xiaoman had traveled through time in modern times, so she didn't seem to care that much.
"It is indeed red, and there is a small pimple in the middle. Peace, please come out!"
Su Ping'an happened to push the wheelchair out. Seeing Qian Musheng like this, he frowned.
"Go to the medicine box in our back room and take out the anti-itch ointment Mr. Wang gave you!"
Tang Xiaoman blinked at him, meaning, hurry in and get it.
Su Ping'an didn't want to go in at first, but he remembered what Tang Xiaoman said to him last night, and he didn't like this guy at all, so he went in and got it.
At this time, Tang Xiaoman continued to help Qian Musheng look at the bite bumps on his shoulders and back. He was really delicate and expensive, and he had so many bite bumps in one night.
However, it can be understood that no one has lived in the wing room for a long time. Not to mention bugs, there are several nests of rats in it. Qian Mu Sheng is lucky that he didn't notice it, otherwise he wouldn't know how he would sleep at night.
Suddenly, a sharp voice came in.
"What are you doing? Stealing someone! It's so shameless!"
