After eating, Qi Mao went to blacksmith.
"Brother Mao, you should take a nap first, and you can strike later." Hu Miaomiao was tired, her whole body was weak, and she leaned crookedly on Qi Mao's body.
"I'm not tired. I don't need to take a nap. I have to forge two more long swords."
After he said this, Hu Miaomiao cheered up and helped him burn the stove no matter what.
"Brother Mao, trust me, I can definitely do it this time."
In fact, Qi Mao was still willing for her to accompany him, so he agreed, but he also said beforehand, "Let's first say that if you are clumsy again, you will stop pestering me."
Because he had learned from the past, Hu Miaomiao thought he could do it, so he agreed.
However, she overestimated herself. She was in a hurry just to light the stove and pulled down a few pieces of red-hot wood.
"ah!"
Hu Miaomiao screamed, looking at the wood that fell at her feet, spinning around in such a hurry that she almost set fire to all the firewood around her.
Fortunately, Qi Mao had been paying attention to her every move. He first pulled her away, and then put out the burning wood with a basin.
At this moment, Hu Miaomiao was frightened and her heart was pounding.
Qi Mao originally wanted to curse, but she looked like she had lost her soul. After all, she didn't say a single harsh word, but she was speechless, "Oh, I finally knew you would burn down the blacksmith shop back then."
How could she not burn down the house with her clumsiness like this?
Because he had done something wrong, Hu Miaomiao was sad and scared. He said cautiously: "Brother Mao, I didn't mean it. I just wanted to help you..."
"You're doing me a huge favor by standing aside and doing nothing."
Hu Miaomiao responded in a low voice, slowly walked to the side, and stared at Qi Mao blacksmithing.
For a moment, there was only the low sound of iron hammering in the yard.
Qi Mao was extremely strong. He swung the hammer effortlessly and forged the long sword in front of him.
Because it was too hot, sweat wet his face and flowed down his strong body.
Hu Miaomiao looked at him longingly, feeling that every hammer blow he made was extremely handsome, and the half of his face burned by the fire was no longer scary.
For a moment, Hu Miaomiao remembered that her mother had said that if she coaxed Qi Mao well, he would love her.
So, how to coax him?
Hu Miaomiao thought hard and couldn't think of a way to coax him, so he brought a pot of tea and said with a smile: "Brother Mao, are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"
"Not thirsty."
When Hu Miaomiao heard this, his expression suddenly collapsed. After putting down the teapot, he slowly walked to his side.
Afterwards, Qi Mao finally forged the last long sword, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Brother Mao, you are really amazing!" Hu Miaomiao didn't understand this, but her little mouth was very sweet and she praised him to the highest level.
Qi Mao also smiled, obviously very pleased with her praise.
Suddenly, Hu Miaomiao had the courage to hug his strong waist from behind and begged: "Brother Mao, I'm so tired, please sleep with me for a while."
Qi Mao froze, his throat rolling up and down, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know, can you take a nap with me, please..."
In fact, Hu Miaomiao didn't want him to be too tired, so she begged him to take a nap with her.
Qi Mao gave him a backhand hug, and Hu Miaomiao's soft and boneless body hit his chest, and both of them groaned.
"If you take a nap with me, you won't be afraid of what I will do to you?" Qi Mao took her earlobe in his mouth and said ambiguous words.
Hu Miaomiao took the initiative to cling to him and said shyly: "Brother Mao, I'm not afraid."
At this moment, Qi Mao couldn't bear it anymore. After quickly cleaning up, he wiped the sweat from his body, washed his big feet, carried her directly into the back room, and placed her on the bed.
Hu Miaomiao was so shy that she hid inside, her eyes gleaming with autumn waves, like a spirit that sucks people's energy, seducing her into falling step by step.
At this time, Qi Mao also got on the bed with his upper body naked.
As soon as he came up, the bed immediately seemed crowded. The two of them were so close that they could clearly feel each other's body temperature.
The two looked at each other, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.
"Brother Mao, are you tired?" Hu Miaomiao put her little hand on his face, her eyes full of heartache.
Qi Mao didn't say anything, he just pulled down her little hand, put it in his mouth and sucked it carefully.
"Woo..."
Hu Miaomiao was a little impatient, biting her lips slightly, not daring to make any more noise, but her cheeks were already red.
"Why don't you scream?" Qi Mao was not satisfied and stroked her lips back and forth with his rough fingertips.
Hu Miaomiao trembled slightly, the corners of her eyes were wet, and begged: "Brother Mao, please stop bullying me."
However, Qi Mao asked: "Why did I bully you?"
"You...you obviously know that!" Hu Miaomiao pushed him, but his hand was pinched.
The atmosphere between the two became more and more ambiguous, and Qi Mao's eyes became more and more fiery.
There seemed to be an invisible thread in the air that pulled the two people closer and closer until their lips touched lightly.
This touch was like a cluster of flames, which instantly ignited the dry wood, followed by a raging fire.
Qi Mao couldn't bear it anymore and blocked her mouth with his strong masculine breath, kissing her deeply and wantonly.
"Woo!"
How terrible!
As the kiss deepened over and over again, Hu Miaomiao became afraid, as if her soul was trembling with it. She wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to escape. She could only gradually lose herself under the control of the man, and in the surging love tide Ups and downs.
After all, Qi Mao is a rough guy who works hard. His actions are not the roughest, only rougher. He doesn't have any skills when kissing, and he doesn't know how to please.
However, he is wild enough and energetic enough that people are willing to lie under him.
"Brother Mao..."
Hu Miaomiao didn't know what was wrong with her, she just felt extremely uncomfortable, so she hugged Qi Mao tightly and called his name over and over again, hoping to get some pity.
But she was destined to be unable to do so, because her voice would only make Qi Mao's blood more agitated, making him want to swallow her in one gulp.
The two kissed again and again, but they still felt that it was not enough. After briefly looking at each other, they kissed again and again.
Gradually, Hu Miaomiao's hair became messy, her clothes became messy, and her thoughts became even more messy.
When Qi Mao stopped, she was still a little confused and asked in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong?"
After saying that, she took the initiative to raise her head and wanted to kiss Qi Mao's thin lips, but was avoided.
"No more!" Qi Mao kept enduring, feeling that if he continued to kiss her, he might not be able to restrain himself anymore.
Hu Miaomiao was still greedy and felt that it was not enough. Her eyes were blurred and she asked, "Why not?"
She really didn't understand. They had been kissing for so long just now, and it wasn't the first time they had kissed. Why couldn't they do it now?
Qi Mao looked at her deeply, his eyes extremely dark, "If you don't stop, do you still want to continue?"
If you continue, it will be an even more extreme behavior, right?
Hu Miaomiao was too thin-skinned and hesitated: "We have to get married..."
Qi Mao's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but slow down his breathing: "I ruined half of my face. It's so scary. Are you not scared anymore?"
"Brother Mao, I'm not afraid anymore."
Hu Miaomiao hugged his neck and looked at his face carefully. She felt that although half of his face was ruined, he was still handsome, so she kissed him gently on the lips.
"This is what you said. If you want to regret it later, it will be too late!"
Hu Miaomiao had already left him and ran away once before, and if he went back on his promise this time, he didn't know what he would do.
The two hugged each other and started kissing slowly, over and over again, as if they would never get tired of it.
Qi Mao's blood was boiling. He could no longer be satisfied with just a kiss, and a big palm was quietly making trouble.
"Woo..."
Hu Miaomiao did not refuse. Under his control, her eyes began to wander again, and she opened her small mouth, wanting him to kiss her deeper.
The two of them were so sticky that they couldn't bear to separate after being together for a long time.
In the end, Hu Miaomiao was too tired and wanted to sleep. Qi Mao let her go, but said again: "You are coming to see me tonight, do you hear me?"
Hu Miaomiao said "hmm" and was so good that she fell asleep slowly on his arm.
