Reborn Farmer's Businesswoman

Chapter 4 Two Bowls of Clear Porridge
Lin Youtian pursed his lips, stretched out his long and slender hands, and leaned forward to untie her.

He brushed her skin with his fingertips, his heart trembled slightly, he quickly restrained his mind and suppressed the turmoil in his heart: that's all, since she doesn't want to stay, I will find a day after a while, and beg my mother to let her go.

Just reconciling with the empress woman, most of her reputation will be ruined...

After all, it was because he was not good enough, if it wasn't for the urgent need for money, who would want to marry a useless person like him... It's just that everyone gets what they need, so how could he expect to be sincere?

After untying the hemp rope for Han Qing, Lin Youtian sat quietly by the side like a puppet.

Han Qing's hands and feet were relieved, and she let out a loud cry.

She sat up and looked at Lin Youtian outside.

Probably due to paralysis of the lower body, no need to work in the field, the man in front of him is a few degrees paler than the farmer.

With fair skin, capillaries can be vaguely seen, and the skin is a little too good, but the desolation between the eyebrows and eyes makes people feel uneasy.

It's a pity that such a handsome man is handicapped.

Just now, Lin Youtian's eyes flickered with gloom, she could see clearly, it looked like a wounded little animal.

Han Qing looked depressed, she was the one who got hurt, why did he look hurt?
Suddenly, there was a burst of "cuckoo" sound.

Han Qing rubbed her stomach in embarrassment, and said with a sneer, "I'm really hungry."

As soon as she finished speaking, a porcelain bowl appeared in front of her eyes.

"Eat."

Han Qing took the porcelain bowl in embarrassment, and when she saw the clear porridge in the bowl, the corners of her mouth twitched—is it definitely porridge, not soup mixed with "a few grains" of rice? !

Han Qing took a deep breath, and without fighting against her stomach, picked up the clear porridge and poured it into her stomach in one go.

A bowl of porridge is like drinking water, Han Qing rubbed her stomach, even ten bowls of this kind of porridge won't be enough!
Seeing that she was still full of emotions after finishing the drink, Lin Youtian couldn't help but brought his own bowl to her as well.

Facing the porridge that was handed over again, Han Qing was a little surprised, and said implicitly, "You should eat it."

"You eat, I'm not hungry."

Han Qing tilted her head to look at him, and saw that his expression was indifferent, showing no signs of happiness or anger, so she couldn't help pursing her mouth: "It's a long night, how can you survive if you don't eat?"

It's getting late at night, this meal must be dinner, and the next meal will have to wait until tomorrow.She didn't think that the Lin family would specially prepare a midnight snack.

Lin Youtian looked into her bright eyes, turned his head away a little uncomfortably, and said cautiously, "I just ate."

"Really?"

"Ah."

Han Qing glanced at him suspiciously, only to see that the latter's face was like an iceberg, except for the coldness, there was no wave.

In the silent room, only her growling stomach was left. She took the bowl in embarrassment, and shyly said, "Then I'm welcome, thank you!"

After all, he boldly poured a bowl of porridge into his stomach again.

At this moment, Lin Youtian didn't know what was wrong with him. Seeing Han Qing eat his share, something seemed to spread in his heart, which was far more enjoyable than drinking it himself.

The long night doesn't seem to be very difficult...

After drinking two bowls of clear water porridge, Han Qing's stomach improved a lot.

She couldn't help asking: "Your name is Lin Youtian?" In her memory, it seemed to be this name.

Lin Youtian was taken aback. He thought Han Qing wouldn't talk to him. How much did she hate him that she jumped into the river?
Seeing Lin Youtian pursing her lips and nodding, Han Qing smiled slightly, "My name is Han Qing."

However, the man on the opposite side was silent again, and the two of them were embarrassed.

For a long, long time... It was so long that Han Qing almost fell asleep, and a tense voice continued intermittently: "Actually, you don't have to... seek death, I will make peace with you... let you go."

(End of this chapter)