70s: Transmigrated as the Boss's Rags-to-Riches Wife, Stopping Internal Friction

(1v1, double clean, female transmigrates into a book, male is reborn, sweet and doting, no abuse, heartwarming daily life, no space or golden finger cheats)

Modern-day corporate slave Yang Li...

Chapter 37 Liu Liu, are you jealous?

After spending some time together, Chu Yue had figured out Yang Liu's personality. She was the typical person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

The weaker and more unable to take care of yourself you are, the more it will arouse her desire to protect you, and the more likely it will be that she will feel sorry for herself.

So while Yang Nan was looking for a car, he was like a mascot, completely hanging on her, as if he would fall down if the wind blew, and he looked very weak.

Yang Liu touched his cheek and forehead from time to time. Her worried look made him very happy. He felt that even if he drank too much and got a perforated stomach, it was worth it today.

Seeing his pale face and the pain on his face, Yang Liu couldn't bring herself to do it and asked, "How about we go to the health center to check it out? Otherwise, if something goes wrong when we get back, it will be hard to deal with it."

There is a barefoot doctor in the village. She is good at treating animals, but when it comes to treating people, she is afraid that the condition will get worse.

Chu Yue buried his head in her neck, smelling the unique fragrance of her body, and felt very comfortable.

Although he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach at the moment, he was a person who could endure it. He only said weakly in a low voice: "It's okay, go back and make me a cup of brown sugar water and I'll be fine."

"Brown sugar water can't cure all diseases. What if you get alcohol poisoning or have stomach bleeding later?"

Nowadays, conditions are limited, and if something really happens, it will be inconvenient to take a car.

Seeing him with his eyes closed, buried in her body, as if asleep, Yang Liu rubbed his handsome face in anger, and said angrily, "Look at you, you can't drink much, but you still try to be brave. Now you feel uncomfortable, right?"

Let him test Zhou Huatao without risking his life like this.

"That won't do. As long as it's your order, I will do it for you even if it means going through fire and water. Don't worry, Liuliu. I'm really fine. I just need to go home and have a good sleep." He put his arms around her waist and comforted her.

Seeing him like this, Yang Liu felt a little strange. She twisted his arm and snorted, "Don't be so self-indulgent. Who's worried about you? I'm just afraid that you'll come out with me standing upright and then go back with me sideways. What if those people at the Youth League Institute see you? They'll be heartbroken and come to me and say I'm mistreating you."

"Liu Liu, are you jealous?"

Seeing that she clearly cared about him but was still saying such insincere words, Chu Yue felt as if his heart was soaked in a honey pot, so sweet.

"Who's jealous?" Yang Liu pushed the person away. Chu Yue couldn't stand steadily and staggered to the ground, his face full of grievance.

"Liu Liu, please listen to my explanation."

"When I was in Shanghai, Qin Meixia, Wei Donglai, and I all lived in the same courtyard and grew up together. As for Liu Fang and Zhao Xiaoqiu, we took the same bus when we came to the countryside, and that's how we met. I don't have any relationship with them. If you don't believe me, you can ask Wei Donglai."

Enduring the pain in his butt, he just felt that he had gained a lot today. It turned out that his wife not only cared about him, but was also secretly jealous of him. Today's trip was worthwhile, and it was not in vain for him to drink with others recklessly just now.

Seeing him go into so much detail, Yang Liu waved her hand, looking as if she didn't want to pay any attention. "Everyone knows that Wei Donglai and you are good friends. It's pointless to ask him. Besides, I don't care about your rotten peach blossoms and your childhood sweethearts. Just tell them not to come to me for no reason, otherwise I won't show any mercy to women."

No wonder the few times she went to the fields to bring water to her mother, those female educated youth looked at her with disgust. It seemed like they regarded her as a thorn in their side.

When Yang Nan drove over, he saw Chu Yue sitting on the ground with a painful look on his face. He hurried over and pulled Yang Liu, meaning that he wanted someone to help him into the car quickly.

One person can sit next to the driver, and the remaining two people can sit on the fertilizer bags at the back.

Seeing Chu Yue like this, Yang Nan wanted him to sit in the front to make it more comfortable, but the man immediately refused: "Sister, no, I feel a little dizzy. I can sit in the back so that I can get some fresh air. It will be more comfortable this way."

Chu Yue asked to sit in the back, so Yang Nan had to sit in the front.

He saw Yang Liu sitting far away from him and not even looking at him.

Chu Yue covered his chest again, made a painful expression, and groaned.

She wanted to ignore it, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She stretched out her leg and kicked him, then raised her chin and asked, "Hey, are you okay? If you're not feeling well, it's still not too late to go to the hospital."

He shook his head and said weakly, "It's okay, I just feel a little dizzy and uncomfortable sitting. It would be nice if I could lean on something."

"Oh, then just lie down here." She patted the fertilizer bags and said.

Chu Yue: “…”

"It's so hard down there, it's not comfortable to lie down, Liuliu. I want to lean on you like I did just now, and smell your scent, so I won't feel dizzy."

If he didn't look so weak, Yang Liu would have wanted to slap him directly. He was such a troublemaker.

There was no way. At least he had completed the task successfully today. He had to look at the face of the Buddha instead of the monk.

Yang Liu could only sit next to him. As soon as she went over, the man stuck to her like a plaster, burying his head in her neck and holding her waist tightly with his hands.

"Didn't you say you just wanted to lean on me for a moment? Why are you holding me so tightly?" She pushed him, but he didn't move at all.

Chu Yue smiled secretly, shook his head, and whispered: "No, I want to hold you like this."

Why did she have a feeling that he was a younger boy?

Yang Nan helped send Chu Yue back home first, and then she went back.

Yao Caiying was always worried about her daughter's meeting with someone today, and she was so distracted while working in the fields that she simply didn't go out after lunch and waited at home.

Seeing her daughter come back, she hurried over to greet her, her face full of concern, and asked anxiously, "Why are you back so early? Didn't you talk to Xiao Zhou for a while?"

"Mom, let me drink some water first, then I'll tell you slowly."

Yao Caiying went in again and poured her a glass of water. When she finished drinking it, she couldn't wait to ask, "Nannan, tell Mom quickly, how are you two getting along? Has he taken you to his house?"

Seeing her mother's expectant face, Yang Nan was a little reluctant to tell her to avoid disappointing her. But then she thought of what Liu Liu had said to her, and she immediately plucked up the courage and said directly: "Mom, I don't think he and I can succeed."

Seeing her daughter lowering her head, as if she was about to speak but hesitated, Yao Caiying hurriedly pulled her hand and asked, "What's wrong? Did he bully you?"

"No, Mom, don't think about it."

Then Yang Nan told her mother everything that happened today. The more Yao Caiying listened, the gloomier her face became. Her heart seemed to fall from the clouds into the earth. Her mood was like a roller coaster, falling to the bottom in an instant. She even broke out in a layer of cold sweat on her back.