The Little Husband Who Plays the Pig to Eat the Tiger

Flower Qingcheng, a female special agent from Huaguo in the 22nd century, accidentally fell into the sea while on a mission. When she woke up, Flower Qingcheng found that she had transmigrated, and...

Chapter 59: Capture Erlang

"Go back early and be safe!"

"good."

At four quarters past the hour of You, Hua Qingcheng reluctantly sent Si Chengfeng and Feng Qiyan to the village entrance.

"Qingcheng!"

When Si Chengfeng stepped onto the carriage, he immediately jumped off and ran towards Hua Qingcheng, who was standing under the banyan tree and looking at him. Si Chengfeng hugged her tightly in his arms, greedily clinging to the tenderness coming from her.

"Ride the wind~"

Seeing Si Chengfeng so reluctant to leave, Hua Qingcheng hugged him with both hands, patted his back gently, and buried her head in his arms.

"I'll go to town the day after tomorrow and come see you then."

"good."

Si Chengfeng gently kissed the forehead of the person in his arms and said, "I'll wait for you at Chengfeng Villa."

After seeing the two off, Hua Qingcheng picked up the basket placed aside and turned to walk towards the land temple opposite the banyan tree.

"Uncle Mute, are you there?"

Kang Fulai, who was in the temple, heard the call from outside, stood up from the straw bed tremblingly, staggered a few steps, leaned against the door, and looked at the person walking towards him.

It's her!

Kang Fulai bowed slightly towards Hua Qingcheng who was coming towards him and nodded.

"Uncle Ya, thank you for your hospitality last time. This was made for you by my doctor, Lang Mulige, the same one who came here with me last time. Eat it while it's hot!"

Hua Qingcheng walked into the temple while speaking, took out a bowl of warm noodles from the basket, placed chopsticks on it, and took out a few meat buns and steamed buns wrapped in a handkerchief. She placed them all on a large flat stone next to his straw bed, which he must have used as a table every day.

Holding the warm noodles in his hands, Kang Fulai's dry and withered eyes suddenly shed two lines of sad tears. He nodded gratefully at Hua Qingcheng, took a few bites with his chopsticks, and then raised his thumb to Hua Qingcheng.

Hua Qingcheng smiled slightly and said, "If Li Ge knew that Uncle Ya liked to eat the food he cooked, I think he would be very happy too."

Seeing the joy on Hua Qingcheng's face, Kang Fulai forced out an awkward smile on his haggard face. Then he clenched his fists, raised his two thumbs, and gently touched their thumbs together.

Is this talking about her and Mu Lige? Hua Qingcheng's lips curled slightly when she saw this.

After leaving the land temple, Hua Qingcheng returned to the Hua family's old house at the end of the village.

"Wife, you're back!"

Mu Lige, who was cooking in the kitchen, stood up and took the bamboo basket from Hua Qingcheng.

"Well, Uncle Mute just praised your cooking for being delicious!"

Mu Lige gave her a doting smile upon hearing this, sweet as honey and warm as a spring breeze. The last time he and Hua Qingcheng had followed the mute old man back to the Earth God Temple, when Mu Lige saw her eating the mute old man's mung bean cake, her face was slightly touched, and he had thought of finding a chance to repay her favor.

"As long as he likes it."

Hua Qingcheng's heart softened as she looked at her virtuous and generous doctor, Lang Mulige. She touched his handsome face, then tiptoed and kissed his lips. Then, with a smile, she was about to leave. But before she could take a step, he grabbed her hand and pulled her into a broad, solid embrace.

"Qingqing~"

Mu Lige bent his waist slightly, so that his eyes could meet hers. His big eyes, bright and clear as obsidian, were now filled with endless affection and tenderness.

Hua Qingcheng looked at the handsome face that suddenly appeared in front of her, and the affectionate eyes. Her heart couldn't help but beat wildly, her cheeks flushed slightly, and then she swallowed unconsciously.

"Brother Li~"

"You broke the rules~"

"You're seducing me!"

After Hua Qingcheng finished speaking, she kissed Mu Lige's slightly upturned mouth corner, bit it as a punishment, and then let go.

Catching the woman who wanted to run away after teasing her, Mu Lige put his arms around Hua Qingcheng's shoulders, leaned over to kiss and hold her red lips, constantly demanding the sweetness and mellowness from his beloved's mouth.

Facing the proactive and enthusiastic Mu Lige, Hua Qingcheng couldn't bear to disappoint him. She raised her hand and gently put it around his neck, actively responding to his affection. Sometimes it was as gentle and lingering as a long stream, and sometimes it was as fierce and passionate as a waterfall in a mountain valley...

"Brother, brother, is the rice burnt?"

Yu Xiaotian, who was feeding the ram with fresh grass in the front yard, ran in hurriedly after smelling a burnt smell coming from the kitchen. When he saw the two people hugging and kissing passionately in the kitchen, he was petrified on the spot.

"I, I, I...I remembered I forgot to feed the chickens. I'll go feed them now!"

After saying this, Yu Xiaotian ran away in embarrassment, leaving Mu Lige and Hua Qingcheng feeling extremely embarrassed in the kitchen.

I was careless!

How could I forget the rice cooking on the stove!

Mu Lige was slightly embarrassed.

Hua Qingcheng rarely saw Mu Lige embarrassed, and she tried hard to suppress the upturned corners of her mouth.

That night, Hua Qingcheng and her husbands in the old Hua family mansion ate a meal of burnt rice cooked by Mu Lige, along with dishes that were either too salty, too spicy, or simply lacked salt. Hua Qingcheng told herself to remember the eighth day of the sixth lunar month, a day that brought her joy for a long time whenever she recalled it.

"Ji-lang~"

At 2:15 am at midnight, Hua Qingcheng, after taking a bath, went to the east wing to find Situ Ye according to her plan made during the day.

Situ Ye, who was almost falling asleep in his room, suddenly heard a terrifying sound coming from outside the door, which immediately scared him away. He had a secret that no one else knew: he had been particularly afraid of ghosts since he was a child.

Seeing that the person in the room did not respond, Hua Qingcheng couldn't help but call out again.

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