Farmer's Space: The rough man is wild and flirtatious

Chapter 140

After chatting with Chen Jinli in the kitchen, Chen Jinli went back to the side room to sleep.

When Du Xuan walked to the door of the main house, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Because she was washing and talking with Chen Jinli in the kitchen earlier, Du Xuan didn't react to the embarrassment so quickly.

But now I've finished washing and talking, and it's time to go back to each room to sleep.

That embarrassment popped up.

An oil lamp was lit in the main room, and it was very quiet.

The bamboo bed is placed next to the door against the wall. The quilt and mattress are laid out. Because the bed is relatively narrow, the mattress is stacked in two layers. The small bamboo bed looks very soft.

Xiaobao was wrapped in the quilt and fell asleep comfortably.

Qi Yan was lying on the bed, holding a few thin bamboo leaves with his slender fingers, bending them back and forth under the dim light, as if trying to weave something.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Qi Yan stopped the movement of his hands, and slowly raised his eyes to look at Du Xuan.

Du Xuan didn't feel awkward for too long, she just walked in the door, stayed where she was for three seconds, then turned around and closed the door, walked to the bamboo bed and sat down.

Unshakable, he massaged the acupoints around Xiaobao's eyes for Xiaobao, and after finishing the pressure, he walked to the side of the big bed.

Because the bed board is leaning against a wall, and Qi Yan sleeps on the outside side, if she wants to get in, she either has to let him get out of the way, or has to pass over him, or has to go through the end of the bed.

Du Xuan thought about it, and went to the end of the bed obediently, and crawled into the bed silently.

Covering the quilt and laying flat, the two were still some distance away before, at least they didn't have the kind of things that often appear in stories, where they could feel each other's body temperature, heartbeat and breathing.

But it seemed completely different from when Xiaobao was sleeping soundly on the bed before.

At that time, they could barely be regarded as the two of them sleeping with Xiaobao, but now... alone, a man and a widow, lying on the same bed.

Du Xuan stared at the beams on the roof, and Qi Yan only paused for a while before continuing to weave the few bamboo leaves in his hand.

The scene was very quiet, so quiet that there was only the occasional crackling sound of the wick burning, and the occasional sound of the bamboo flaps in his hand rubbing against each other.

In addition... Du Xuan didn't know if it was her own illusion. Why did the kind of things that often appear in the stories seem to appear gradually?
Although I still can't feel the other person's body temperature and heartbeat, but the breathing is indeed gradually audible.

Du Xuan couldn't help but pursed her lips, and it took a while before she started talking, "That bamboo bed..."

Qi Yan paused in his hands, turned his eyes to look at her, did not speak, just watched quietly, waiting for her next words.

Du Xuan sighed lightly, "It was made for me, right?"

No matter who it was made for, it has become Qi Xiaobao's bed anyway.

So Qi Yan was noncommittal about this, and continued to weave until he finally made the bamboo in his hand into the desired shape, and then answered Du Xuan's words.

"I don't care." Qi Yan pointed to a hemp rope hanging by the window, and said softly, "I just don't want to sleep in a hammock."

It doesn't matter who sleeps on that bamboo bed, as long as he doesn't let his waist and back hurt in that hammock anymore.

These words made Du Xuan's uncomfortable state ease up a lot.

"When Uncle Yan finishes the bed, it will be comfortable in the future." Du Xuan said, her whole body relaxed a lot, looking at the things he made up in his hands, "Huh? You have been tinkering for a long time, weaving Got a grasshopper?"

"En." Qi Yan handed her the things in his hand.

Du Xuan took it and said with a smile, "Then Xiao Bao will be happy tomorrow."

The wooden ducks and wooden boats she carved for Qi Xiaobao back then, this child is so precious.

Qi Yan didn't comment on this, but turned to look at her, "Are you going up the mountain tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Du Xuan thought for a while and said, "I won't go with you."

"There was a poisonous snake before." He frowned, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Not afraid." Du Xuan said in her heart, and even thought it was delicious.

Qi Yan couldn't help frowning and said, "I think you are stupid."

Du Xuan's eyes are round, how can a fool dare to laugh at other people's stupidity! ?
Du Xuan didn't bother to answer him, she was so sleepy that she fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, it seemed that I had returned home, sleeping on my soft latex mattress, hugging my own big pillow, it was extremely comfortable.

Although life can still be lived now, but compared to the previous life, that is the difference between eating fine clothes and eating bran and swallowing vegetables.

So now dreaming of going back to her own home, Du Xuan feels very comfortable, even smiling in her sleep.

A sweet dream is naturally refreshing.

When she woke up again, Du Xuan was dumbfounded.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I realized something was wrong.

No, absolutely not.

Even though the light in the room was still very dim, because of her enhanced physique and sharp five senses, she was able to see more clearly in the dim light.

So Du Xuan could see clearly that the one in front of her, if she hadn't hallucinated, it should be a neck, or a man's neck.

It's still a pretty man's neck, not only the lines are slender, but the ups and downs of the Adam's apple also make people feel very masculine.

And if you look up a little bit, you can still see the sharp jaw line with a layer of very shallow stubble, which looks... very attractive?
Du Xuan almost couldn't help but wanted to shake her head quickly to shake out those inappropriate thoughts in her mind.

Try to hold back.

The distance between the two, and this posture...

Simply.

And Du Xuan reasonably felt that she even did it herself first!
No wonder, why did he dream of the big pillow from his previous life?

Du Xuan held her breath, and silently let go of her arms around her thin waistline, because she hugged her as a pillow when she was asleep.

I didn't have time to feel it well, but at this moment, when I retracted my hand, I could feel it very clearly.

really not bad.

It's no wonder that I will do it first. It is said that the subconscious is the truest self?
Du Xuan carefully relaxed her movements, got out of bed and went out from the main room.

She let out a long breath and gave herself a definition, which can be seen from the actions she made subconsciously.

The truest self is probably not a female hooligan!

Du Xuan reluctantly went to the kitchen, washed up, and cooked breakfast.

Then I put on the morning dew and went up the mountain.

She didn't go anywhere else, and went straight to Xiaotupo, which the village chief and the Zhou family looked down upon, thinking that if she bought it, she would suffer a lot.

But Du Xuan was extremely satisfied. Standing on the top of the slope, looking at the land that was about to become her property, she stretched her waist in a comfortable mood.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a figure flashing by.

(End of this chapter)