After Ding Changhe washed up, he got on the kang first, with his back to An Ran, and he didn't know if he really fell asleep.
An Ran looked at Ding Changhe's childish behavior in amusement. In this regard, Xiao Shitou was really similar to him.
Little Shitou was like this when he was young. If he did something wrong that day and An Ran scolded him or beat him, he would sleep with his back to An Ran. His mother would never turn around unless he coaxed him.
An Ran put out the candle and gently got on the kang. Ding Changhe looked like a gentleman and remained motionless.
An Ran didn't want to coax him, but she thought that if she couldn't get through tonight, her face might be even darker tomorrow.
An Ran turned sideways and put her hands on Ding Changhe's waist. This man was very calm today and was not moved at all.
An Ran felt it was a little funny, so she stretched out her hand and pinched his waist.
An Ran could clearly feel that his breathing was different.
"The uncle doesn't want to pay attention to me, so forget it. I wanted to ask the uncle whether he likes blue or cyan..."
Before An Ran finished speaking, Ding Changhe turned around and stared at her with bright eyes, "What did you say." ?.?????.ℂ??
"I originally wanted to make a suit for the uncle. I have found the fabrics, but I don't know which color to make. I want to ask you first. If you don't like it after I make it for a long time, wouldn't it be a waste of my efforts."
Ding Changhe snorted, "That's nice to say. Where's the fabric? Why didn't I see it?"
An Ran stood up and took out two pieces of fabric from the closet, "These are the two colors. Others are too dark. I guess I don't like the ones that are too bright."
Ding Changhe stood up and took a look. It was indeed delivered to An Ran by himself.
"Take it out earlier, why didn't you do it?"
"If I don't come back now, I'll have a lot of work at hand. I originally wanted to finish this period of work."
Ding Changhe's face looked better, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
He hurriedly waved to An Ran to get on the kang.
"Both colors are fine, why don't you make two sets? You have to choose one."
An Ran said while getting on the kang: "Even if I make two sets, I have to do them one by one. My hands are clumsy. I am afraid that the uncle will dislike me."
Ding Changhe snorted coldly, hugged An Ran, and said, "You are sincere. You have done so much for your son, but you have done every stitch for me."
"Who said Xiao Shitou is my son? I should take care of my son first. What's wrong with that?"
"Thank you for what you said. You are still my woman. Why don't you think of me first?"
An Ran said with an unhappy face: "You have so many women, how can I dare to be so attentive to you? I don't like you in the first place. If you continue to pretend to be affectionate, wouldn't you make me laugh even more?"
Ding Changhe held his head in one hand, looked down at An Ran, raised the corners of his mouth, and said jokingly: "Of course we are jealous."
An Ran smiled slightly, "I didn't add any vinegar to the cooking, so I wouldn't eat more."
Ding Changhe smiled and touched An Ran's face. This woman had a tough mouth.
"You are the only one here, there are no other women."
"Yes, I feel wronged here. Why don't you go back and make me less burdened?"
Ding Changhe laughed softly, "You are such a cruel woman, you want to drive me away again. You are really ungrateful. No one can even ask me to take a look at you. Tell me, do you have any heart?"
An Ran closed her eyes and said, "No."
Ding Changhe put his hand into his jacket, "Let me take a look."
An Ran held her hand down and said, "Uncle, if you indulge in too much sex, it's not easy to get pregnant."
Ding Changhe raised his eyebrows, "That's a lot. You were the one who teased me first, and now I'm saying this again."
An Ran glared, "When did I tease you? Even if I touch you, your concentration is too weak."
Ding Changhe laughed, "It's not bad, it's just that we don't have it now."
After saying that, he pressed An Ran under him.
An Ran felt a little regretful, letting him work for half the night, and even promised to make him two sets of clothes. No matter how much he thought, he felt that he was at a loss.
Feeling that she had suffered a loss, An Ran began to cut fabrics gloomily the next day.
Ding Changhe, who was in a good mood, while holding a book, looked up at An Ran from time to time, and then looked down again. The raised corners of his mouth made his face particularly soft.
During lunch, Ding Changhe had a rare opportunity to pick up vegetables and spoon soup for An Ran, which made An Ran look up at him several times.
"Uncle, I can do it myself."
Ding Changhe smiled and continued to serve An Ran.
"You are still too thin now. After this period of busy work, you can replenish your body."
Sister Chen, who came in to deliver the food, saw it and smiled, then bowed her head and went out.
After dinner, Ding Changhe said, "I'll go out for a while and come back in the evening." Then he pulled the horse out of the backyard and left.
In the afternoon, An Ran was making clothes for him in the courtyard with her sewing frame. She should get out early so that he wouldn't stare at her, which would be uncomfortable.
Sister Chen said with a smile on the side: "I think uncle is getting better and better with grandma now. He used to have a sullen face, but now he smiles more often."
An Ran sighed, "This man is so difficult to coax, he will show you the look on his face whenever he says the wrong thing."
Sister Chen said cheerfully: "Just think of it as a small stone. Wouldn't it be much easier? After all, the father and son look the same."
An Ran thought about it, shuddered, and whispered softly: "How can he compare with my son."
When he thought of the little stone, he put down his work and was stunned for a while.
I don’t know where he is now, whether he is suffering or injured. If a man wants to earn a fortune based on his own ability in this world, he must work hard.
Thinking about it this way, he felt that it was not easy for Ding Changhe, so he picked up the needle again.
