Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 285
"I'll count to three, and if you don't choose, I will choose for you!" Zhao Jian ignored Ding Shitou's delay and directly forced her to make a decision.

"Hey, why are you like this!"

"one!"

"I choose, can't I choose..."

"Two!" Zhao Jian stood up holding Ding Shitou.

"Two! Two! I choose back rub! Back rub!" Ding Shitou hurriedly shouted.Rather than going to sleep with no choice but to be hugged like this, it's better to give it a try.

Gambling on my son's credit.

Well, his credit doesn't seem to be very reliable.

In the morning, I also said that after rubbing my back, I don't need to sleep with him, but it turned out that I didn't sleep, but I massaged him for a long time.

At this time, the night is long, and he must be asked to make a guarantee.

"My lord, you sit down, I'll call your men to come down and bring the water here, I'll change the water for you." Ding Shitou wanted to break free from his embrace.

"No, you go and put down the gauze curtain in front of the bed, you stay inside." Zhao Jian touched Ding Shitou's exposed forearm, and said with a smile, "Wear my clothes, don't be seen by others. "

Not even his subordinates.

Ding Shitou looked down and immediately agreed to Zhao Jian's request.

For no other reason, this set of middle clothes is more or less used as pajamas for her, and it is really not appropriate in front of outsiders.

It also tarnishes her image.

She immediately ran to the bed, put down the outer gauze curtain, got on the footbed, and put down the mosquito net.

Two layers of gauze, when she turned to look at Zhao Jian, she could only see a hazy figure, so she quickly agreed.

Zhao Jian finally found the window, and Li Kan was squatting under the window.

He was the one who sent the young master into the window just now, otherwise he was afraid that the young master would fall even harder if he couldn't see it.

Li Kan gestured to Han Yiqing, jumped into the window and quickly poured out the water, and handed the bucket out through the window.

After a few back and forth, new hot water was brought in, plus what was left by Ding Shitou, it was enough for Zhao Jian to bathe.

The window was closed in a considerate manner, and Zhao Jian fumbled to take off his clothes and stepped into the tub, then called Ding Shitou out.

With the embarrassment and experience of the morning, Ding Shitou asked Zhao Jian to cover it with a bath towel before he came out to squeeze his shoulders and rub his back.

You don't have to wash your hair at night, and it's less of a hassle.

At Zhao Jian's request, Ding Shitou sang softly while rubbing his back, brushing the handkerchief up and down, sometimes scratching until Zhao Jian kept avoiding it.

However, some embarrassing scenes were unavoidable. Fortunately, Zhao Jian couldn't see them, and Ding Shitou got used to them with a blushing face.

After washing, the two lifted the mosquito net and faced the problem of how to sleep.

"Really let me sleep on the foot couch?" Zhao Jian sat down on the foot couch, smiling and looking at the girl who ran back to the bed when he was about to get out of the bathtub.

"My lord, can you bargain for your credit?" Ding Shitou rolled on the bed, turned over to look outside, and refuted Zhao Jian with a smile.

"...Master's credit is not a problem." Zhao Jian pouted, and then sat up on the edge of the bed, discussing, "How about we learn from Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai and put a bowl of water in the middle?"

"Be careful to get the bed wet." Ding Shitou giggled, but turned inside out, giving up most of his seat.

As early as when I helped him rub his back, I understood a problem.

All along, her rejection was not because she couldn't accept him, but because she rejected the ending of being a concubine and competing for a husband.

Only then did the contradictory behavior of feeling sorry for him, getting close to him but rejecting him from time to time appear.

Love comes suddenly and she can't refuse it, so what choice can she make about marriage?

(End of this chapter)