Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 365 Addicted

"Huh!" Ding Shitou finally pushed Zhao Jian away and recovered his breath.

"I hate it! They still have classes, let you make trouble!"

She rolled over to hold Zhao Jian down, pinched his waist violently, but covered his mouth with her palm to keep him from making a sound.

Zhao Jian was sore and itchy from being pinched, and suddenly he pressed Ding Shitou to his chest with his hands, and then he was free.

"Little girl, if you tease me again, I don't care if you are going to class or not."

Threatening with a soft laugh, Zhao Jian tightly clasped Ding Shitou's waist, so that she could not break free from her imprisonment.

"Okay, the time is up, let me go, and I'll settle the score with you later!" Ding Shitou pinched Zhao Jian's cheek with his fingers, forcing Zhao Jian to let go of her.

"Okay, I'll do the accounting at night. Now...it's convenient for Master to go." Zhao Jian's cheek was finally free, he rubbed it with his hand, and said with a grin.

"It's convenient?" Ding Shitou was getting up to leave, but when he heard this, his hands softened and he almost fell down. She stared at Zhao Jian who was about to get up as if nothing had happened, and grinned suddenly.

"Master, is your kidney okay? Or is your little brother addicted to convenience? This is not a good habit!"

As Ding Shitou spoke, he quickly got up and avoided Zhao Jian's suddenly extended palm.

"Hmph! No matter what your reason is, bear with it!" Ding Shitou put down his words triumphantly, turned around and walked away quickly.

After closing the door of the inner room, she leaned against the door frame and let out a long breath, looked down at her hands, and suddenly blushed.

"Boss hasn't come out yet?" A small voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"No." The bells answered in unison.

"Here we come." Ding Shitou raised his hand and patted his face, took another breath, and immediately opened the door and walked out.

"Boss, my hair is a bit messy." Ding Dian turned his head to look over, and suddenly rolled his eyes.

"Oh." Ding Shitou raised his hand to touch it, his face was redder than before, he turned around and entered the room, came to the mirror and quickly combed his hair neatly again.

"Let's go, go to class." Ding Shitou locked the door again, handed the key to Sister Lingdang, turned around and rushed towards the gate of the courtyard, staring at Ding Ding with some fearful scrutiny.

In the room, Zhao Jian couldn't help laughing when he heard the movement of Ding Shitou and his siblings.

He lay down again, opened the folding fan and shook it. This was not his fan. He had touched the bones and surface of the fan, and it should be an ordinary cheap fan. No wonder he was asked to hold it and throw it on the ground.

The sound of reading in the morning was gone, and the air was full of tranquility. Zhao Jian was thinking about his mind, unaware how much time had passed.

It wasn't until the door creaked and opened again that he suddenly came back to his senses. Hearing the familiar footsteps approaching, he couldn't help but smile.

"It's halftime again?"

"It's a break at noon. Classes will start in an hour and a half." Ding Shitou went to the bed and took Zhao Jian's coat, and waited for him to put it on.

"I stewed a chicken casserole, stewed a soybean duck, and steamed a winter melon cup. How about having these three dishes for lunch?"

Ding Shitou buckled Zhao Jian's belt and looked up at him with a calm tone as if he had forgotten the previous embarrassment.

"Okay." Zhao Jian naturally didn't mention it any more, and let her play with her with a gentle smile, put on her shoes and socks and walked off the couch.

"I won't help you, you walk to the door by yourself." Ding Shitou let go of his hand, took two steps back and looked at him, "There is no obstacle ahead, you keep track of your steps."

Zhao Jian smiled lightly, then nodded, and put his hands behind his back, quite in the mood of leisurely strolling.

(End of this chapter)