While he was showering, her white panties were always hanging in front of him, and he would accidentally bump into them and they would sway.
The sight of it made him feel a little irritated, and he inexplicably imagined what it would look like if his master wore it.
I decided to wash her first and leave it aside so she could take a bath in peace.
Ning Yuan's round face flushed with embarrassment as she clutched her underwear tightly. "Thank you, but you don't have to be so virtuous... I was just too tired and forgot to wash it. I'll wash it myself today."
She was so tired last night that she collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep instantly after taking a shower, forgetting that she hadn't washed her underwear!
Marx above, no man ever washed her underwear in her past life!
Boss Rong actually used the hands that once held guns and would later sign all sorts of important documents to wash her underwear!
If word gets out, would this be considered "bringing honor to one's ancestors"—that I made the big boss wash my underwear?
"Okay, I'll be more careful next time, but your underwear doesn't last long after washing, it's torn." Rong Zhaonan's expression was somewhat complicated.
He couldn't understand how a woman's underwear could be so small and thin, tearing after just a couple of rubs, and how it could possibly hold up her round, plump buttocks.
Ning Yuan was stunned again: "Huh?!"
She glanced subconsciously at the pair of panties in her hand.
The already thin old underwear now had two large holes in the buttocks area, and the crotch area was completely deformed.
Ning Yuan gave him a complicated look: "...It's hard to say."
She finally understood why he had said her underwear was of poor quality.
Was he washing her underwear for her, or was he getting revenge by using her underwear to wipe the toilet?
Rong Zhaonan's towel, used to dry his hair, partially covered his face, but the exposed white earlobes were flushed, and his tone was aloof.
"I've never washed women's underwear before, I didn't know they were so fragile. I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative tomorrow and buy you a few more sturdy ones."
Ning Yuan awkwardly waved her hand and refused, "No need, I'll go by myself. You don't even know what size I wear!"
How could you let him buy something so private!
Rong Zhaonan took down the towel he was using to dry his hair, glanced at her, and said, "Give me another one, and I'll buy the same one. Or just tell me the size; this kind of task is very simple."
Ning Yuan: "..."
Dude, don't say that with that "mission accomplished" look on your face. The size of your underwear isn't the point!
She shook her head awkwardly: "These are women's things, I'll buy them myself, it's not appropriate for you to buy them for me!"
Rong Zhaonan belatedly coughed lightly: "It's okay, aren't we 'husband and wife'? Let everyone know our relationship, and we'll make the mission seem more legitimate."
Ning Yuan blushed, puzzled: "This counts as a mission... Okay then."
Although the "task" of buying her underwear was strange, Boss Rong had experience in doing tasks, so if he said it was necessary, then it was necessary.
She quickly sat down and silently drank sweet potato porridge as a late-night snack.
In the evening, Ning Yuan finished taking a shower, checked the goods, climbed into bed, and fell asleep immediately, letting out a comfortable sigh.
Sharing a bed was truly the best decision she ever made.
A three-meter bed! Wow, that width is enough to do a somersault! It's so spacious and comfortable to sleep in!
Rong Zhaonan watched as the girl next door slept soundly in bed every night, like a silkworm.
Looking again, he realized that even with his arm outstretched, he couldn't touch Ning Yuan's little flower pillow.
He stared at Ning Yuan expressionlessly, as if he could stare two holes in her forehead.
I don't know why, but I feel a bit annoyed and irritable.
Perhaps it was because the little spy in the next bed hadn't made any attempt to seduce him at all; all he did all day was eat, study, work, and do small business—busier than a dog!
Which spy is like her? She's completely neglecting her duties. It's outrageous! If she were online, he would definitely deduct all of her activity funds!
He's already given her a chance under the guise of a fake marriage, shouldn't she focus on getting information out of him?
Rong Zhaonan turned his face back and stared coldly at the dim light and shadow on the ceiling.
Could it be... that although she behaved strangely and knew a lot of foreign words, she really wasn't a spy, nor was she sent by the old man's enemy?
This thought inexplicably made him even more unhappy!
No, maybe she's holding back to make him lower his guard. We need to observe her further!
Who knows, maybe one day she'll make a move on him!
...
Ning Yuan got up early in the morning and saw Rong Zhaonan already sitting at the table with a plate of pancakes, a fried egg and a bowl of porridge on it.
She stretched and said in a good mood, "Good morning!"
The thought of making a fortune on the county's black market today put her in a good mood.
Rong Zhaonan glanced at her expressionlessly and said, "Good morning."
Ning Yuan sensed that Boss Rong seemed to be in a bad mood.
She glanced at the dark circles under his eyes, which made his handsome face look a little gloomy: "Did you have insomnia last night, or did you not sleep well?"
Rong Zhaonan put down his chopsticks and said coldly, "Aren't you eating your food to catch a cart into the city?"
Ning Yuan smiled nonchalantly: "Okay."
Forget it, it's normal for a young man to have a temper. She's out selling goods today, so she should be in a good mood. Forgive him!
After washing up and eating breakfast, Ning Yuan carried a heavy basket on her back, along with some flatbread, and went out to the old Party Secretary's house to find Manhua.
"Good morning, Sister Manhua!" Ning Yuan saw Manhua and Hua Zi from afar, and even Aunt Fang was waiting for her at the door with a look of anticipation mixed with unease.
As soon as Ning Yuan approached, Aunt Fang stuffed two hot eggs and a glutinous rice cake into her cloth bag: "Lunch! Lunch!"
Ning Yuan didn't refuse, her large, dark eyes crinkling into a smile. "Thank you, Auntie!" she said sweetly.
Hua Zi specially hitched up the oxcart: "Get on, let's set off!"
Two baskets of mountain produce were already piled up on the cart.
Ning Yuan deftly put down her basket, climbed onto the oxcart with Man Hua, and smiled at the rising sun: "Let's go, let's set off!"
Look, the benefits of joining Sister Hua's "investment" have arrived, haven't they? A dedicated "truck"!
A cold wind was blowing early in the morning, but Ning Yuan was in a good mood.
only……
As soon as she stepped out of the village, Ning Yuan saw a familiar figure walking towards her.
"Ning Yuan!" The other person seemed to have been waiting for her for a while, and called out to her.
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