Wen Zhaoye went to the county town in the afternoon and bought a lot of things. He also thought of buying some food for Wen Jiaojiao.
As a result, I had just brought the cold pig's head salad and other miscellaneous items home when, in the blink of an eye, half of them were gone. It's obvious who did it.
However, she didn't say anything, and in the end, it ended up in the stomach of the person she wanted to give it to.
He noticed she was only drinking porridge and reminded her, "There should be a plate of cold pork head in the basket."
Wen Jiaojiao became interested, went into the kitchen, stood on a stool, took out a plate, and walked over to Wen Zhaoye under his frowning and surprised gaze. She handed it to him and said with a smile:
"Brother, do you want some? This must have been hidden by my mom. I'll always think of you when I get something good in the future."
Wen Zhaoye paused in his wood-chopping motion, a smile playing on his lips as he said:
"You eat it yourself."
"You said it yourself, so I won't hold back."
Wen Jiaojiao received the unexpected answer, happily took back her plate, and sat down on the stool to eat with relish, amidst the various gazes of those around her.
Well, considering he's still a good person, maybe I should give him a few words of advice.
"Brother, no matter what happens in the future, you must never break the law," Wen Jiaojiao said softly, her brows furrowing as she gathered her thoughts.
Are they all afraid that something will happen to me and I'll abandon her?
Wen Zhaoye realized this, a faint smile appearing on his lips. He dropped the axe, walked into the main room, and said, shaking his shoulders and neck:
"Um"
As he moved, the front of his short-sleeved shirt shrank up, revealing a small patch of his well-defined lower abdomen.
Wen Jiaojiao sat by the door outside, receiving an unexpected answer, and fearing she had misheard.
She peeked out with a bright look in her beautiful eyes, only to catch a glimpse of his abs:
I knew just by touching him last night that he was strong enough to kill me with one punch.
Wen Zhaoye inadvertently caught her gaze; his ears turned bright red, and a look of doting affection flashed across his handsome eyes. He immediately lifted the hem of his robe.
As Wen Jiaojiao stared in astonishment at her exposed, muscular chest, she wiped the sweat from her brow and tried her best to hide the amusement in her voice as she said:
"It's so hot."
Wen Jiaojiao's ears turned bright red as she withdrew her head: "..."
This young man looks energetic.
Wen Zhaoye lowered the hem of his shirt from which he was wiping sweat, a slight, suppressed chuckle appearing on his handsome face: "..."
In other words, your back cannot be exposed, otherwise you'll be able to see it all if I take it off high and low.
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