Chapter 87
Food and sex are human nature.
How many people have the willpower and resistance to beautiful things?
Even though Su Xiao was very knowledgeable, he had never seen anyone like him before, and was inevitably influenced by him.
Originally, he seemed aloof and dignified, the kind of person who was difficult to approach.
Now that this frail and sickly side has been revealed, it has instantly shattered that barrier and actually brought people closer together.
She didn't intend to do anything, but seeing him coughing so painfully, she felt indescribably uncomfortable and wanted to do something for him.
Suddenly, she remembered the inheritance of the pharmacopoeia, and for the first time, she felt a desire to learn.
"Are you alright?" Su Xiao moved closer to him, took out two loquats from her backpack—actually, from her spatial storage—and handed them to him. "Eat these."
Loquat has the effect of moisturizing the lungs and relieving cough, hopefully it will be of some use to him.
I bought this from the old lady last time. She kept it in her online space, planning to eat it slowly.
Now that I've contributed it to him, I don't even feel much heartache.
Shang Ziming looked at those fair little hands, with two bright yellow loquats lying inside. They were so pretty.
His eyes deepened slightly. He reached out his hand, his fingertips casually brushing against her palm. "Thank you."
The texture was delicate and soft to the touch. Shang Zimu's lips curled slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
Su Xiao felt like her ears were about to get pregnant. She was a sucker for voices, and that "thank you" just now, deep and slightly husky, was so sexy and beautiful.
"No, you're welcome." Su Xiao blushed and didn't dare to look at him. She turned around and hurriedly ran after Shu Bowen and Fang Minghao.
Shang Zimu paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, interspersed with intermittent light coughs.
Soon, they returned to the educated youth compound.
It was already noon when Fang Minghao and Shang Ziming returned first to cook lunch, while Cheng Jiulang was still cleaning up in the fields.
Since Shu Bowen and Su Xiao just arrived today, we naturally have to invite them to dinner to welcome them back.
Fang Minghao naturally extended the invitation, and Shu Bowen thought about it. He didn't have a coal stove yet and didn't want to go hungry. With a ready-made lunch, how could he refuse? He gladly accepted.
"Brother Hao, you can cook?" Shu Bowen asked, genuinely curious as he watched Fang Minghao deftly rinse the rice and put it in the pot.
"Of course, I used to work in the army's mess hall, so I'm pretty good at cooking. You guys can try my cooking in a bit and give me your feedback." Fang Minghao said with a hint of pride, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards the kitchen, searching for Su Xiaoxiao.
However, he didn't see it because of the angle, which was a bit of a pity.
Upon hearing this, Shu Bowen felt a rare moment of admiration for him, but he quickly dismissed it.
Look at the way he's looking around, what's he thinking? Humph, he's a wolf in sheep's clothing with no good intentions.
Su Xiao was washing vegetables by the well in the yard. The well water was warm in winter and cool in summer, which was very comfortable and gradually calmed her fiery heart.
Shang Ziming silently fetched water for her.
Although the two did not speak, a strange atmosphere permeated their surroundings.
Su Xiao felt a little awkward and said, "You should go and rest first. I can manage here by myself."
"No, it's something we all need to do together." With that, he squatted down, his large, well-defined hands reaching into the basin to scoop up a leaf of vegetables and carefully wash it.
Su Xiao's eyes were involuntarily glued to those hands.
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