Chapter 17 Top Configuration
Que Hongjin looked at Qiao Su Luo under the tree and couldn't imagine how she, who was so fat, could climb up the tree and move flexibly on the tree to pick locust flowers.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
Que Hongjin gently pinched his eyebrows with his slender jade-like fingers, seeming helpless and having a headache.
After looking for a while and making sure that she knew what was going on and that everything was fine, Que Hongjin's heart slowly settled down.
But at this moment, he also saw a sense of vigorous vitality in her, which seemed to be contagious.
His mind moved slightly, and his gentle and picturesque eyes were filled with fine brilliance, and his whole body exuded a tranquil and peaceful aura like apricot blossoms and spring rain.
Bai Qianluo stood quietly beside him, without a sound, like an elegant and beautiful ink painting.
After picking all the acacia flowers from a tree, Qiao Su Luo looked at the flowers on the ground and said, "These should be enough."
As she spoke, Qiao Suluo came down from the tree. When she was about to come down, Que Hongjin stepped forward and stretched out his white jade-like wrist, ready to support her. He whispered, "My wife, go slowly and be careful."
Qiao Su Luo was stunned when she saw Que Hongjin's actions. Didn't they all dislike her and not want to get close to her?
How could he take the initiative to reach out and help her?
Perhaps because she was distracted, Qiao Su Luo accidentally stepped on empty air, the gravity balance of her two feet was lost, and she fell down all of a sudden.
"ah!"
The scene of falling to the ground as she imagined did not happen. When she opened her eyes, she saw herself falling on Que Hongjin.
At this moment, she saw his beautiful face up close. It was gentle and picturesque, pure and elegant. His skin was so white and delicate, like moonlight and water, spotless and natural.
Qiao Su Luo was so stunned by the beauty in front of her that she forgot to react, not realizing that she was very fat and heavy at the moment.
Que Hongjin was pressed down by such a heavy weight, and his originally gentle and picturesque face turned red because of holding his breath, "Wife, can you get up first?"
"Oh, oh, I...I'm sorry..."
When Qiao Su Luo came to her senses, she felt very embarrassed. The male orcs in the Beast World Continent were really too beautiful. They seemed like people in paintings and seemed unreal. They were beauties she had never seen before, so she forgot to react out of reflex.
But she had no other intentions, she just admired her beauty.
Because she was too anxious, Qiao Suluo tried to get up in a hurry, but because she was a little fat, she didn't know where her leg kicked. Que Hongjin groaned and his face turned pale.
Seeing him like this, Qiao Su Luo realized that she was too fat at this time and did not have a modern figure. "Yes, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it this time."
"Did it kick you somewhere?"
As she spoke, Qiao Su Luo instinctively wanted to help comfort the person.
Que Hongjin's eyelashes trembled violently, and a shimmering light appeared in his picturesque eyes, dark and deep. He looked at her intently, as if he wanted to swallow her soul.
Just as she was about to put her hand down to comfort him, Bai Qianluo reached out to support her. His movements seemed gentle, but in fact, his hands were full of strength. He helped her to her feet, "Is my wife okay?"
"It's okay. The one who's in trouble is Que Hongjin."
Qiao Su Luo felt a little self-blame and guilty at this moment.
Que Hongjin stood up with a bad look on his face, tidied up his messy clothes, and regained his elegant and calm look, his eyes also regained their indifferent and gentle look.
"I really didn't mean it."
Que Hongjin looked at Qiao Suluo's expression and reaction at this moment, and his eyebrows moved with a hint of interest. His voice also seemed to be a little seductive: "It's my fault. I was too weak and didn't hug my wife."
"If my wife wants, wait until I'm better, maybe next time."
As he spoke, his gentle and picturesque eyes curved beautifully, with a hint of intriguing darkness in them.
After hearing these words, Qiao Su Luo suddenly looked up and met his smiling eyes. Suddenly, she didn't know what to say.
She realized that he seemed to have misunderstood her, thinking that she had fallen down on purpose so that she could have close contact with him.
She wanted to explain, to say it wasn't true, but when she thought about what her previous life had done, it seemed like explanation was useless.
So she forced a smile awkwardly, but still tried to add, "I really didn't mean it. I will lose weight too."
"Let's clean up the acacia flowers first. I'll be home for lunch soon."
Qiao Suluo took out a sack, and Que Hongjin and Bai Qianluo helped put the locust flowers into it. Then the three of them went home.
When she got home, it was not yet noon when she looked at the sun. According to modern time, it was about ten-thirty in the morning.
She first soaked the wheat she bought in water overnight, which allowed the wheat to germinate for a few days so that she could make malt sugar.
Soak the soybeans again, and then grind the beans to make tofu.
Que Hongjin looked at Qiao Suluo, who was busy as soon as she came back, and walked up to her and said, "Wife, how about I start making the puppet now?"
She has her own steps for cooking, and he can't help for the time being.
Qiao Su Luo nodded and said, "Okay, I'll teach you how to do it first. It's actually very simple. Just follow the pattern I gave you."
Qiao Su Luo brought Que Hong Jin into her room, and then personally demonstrated to him how to cut the fabric and how to splice it.
Looking at Qiao Su Luo working seriously, Que Hong Jin felt a clear and beautiful feeling, and his expression was a little dazed.
She has a strong presence like this, exuding an inner charm that makes people seem to ignore her appearance.
"That's it. If there's anything you don't understand, I'll explain it to you again. If you find it troublesome, that's fine. I'll do it."
After she finished her work, she could still make puppets at night by lighting an oil lamp.
Que Hongjin said gently, "It's not a problem."
As he spoke, he personally cut the size, then threaded the needle and began to sew the puppet.
At this moment, Que Hongjin was sitting on a chair and starting to do these things. She was dressed in green, as beautiful as an orchid and a jade tree. Whether she was sitting or lying down, there was a sense of elegance and grace engraved in her bones.
His slender jade-like fingers were sewing the puppet in his hands. The sunlight filtered through the window lattice and fell on him, shrouding his entire body in a halo of jade-like light. He looked tranquil and otherworldly, like a modest gentleman with a graceful demeanor and a kind heart.
It is also incredible that a handsome man can do needlework.
After sewing for a while, Que Hongjin showed it to Qiao Su Luo, "My dear wife, do you think this is good?"
"If there's anything I didn't do well, I'll fix it."
Qiao Su Luo came back to her senses and shook her head: "No, you did very well."
The needle and thread are even finer than hers.
She thought she had done a good job, but Que Hongjin did better than her.
She couldn't help but think of some memories of her previous life.
This former heir of the Peacock Family was very famous in the capital. It was said that he was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his ability, bearing, talent and education were all top-notch.
Unfortunately, due to a mysterious family training, his wings were broken and he was seriously injured and fell ill. It was the Peacock Family who saved his life with medicine, but because he could no longer fly and could no longer use the Peacock Family's abilities, he was treated as an abandoned child and was regarded as waste.
He never mentioned what happened before, but Qiao Su Luo always felt that the matter of his wings being cut off was not that simple.
She couldn't help but engage in conspiracy theories because she had seen too many dramas about domestic intrigue in modern times.
If he were fine, he wouldn't have been married to her to humiliate him.
Que Hongjin felt that Qiao Su Luo was motionless, so he slowly looked at her, but suddenly saw the look of pity and regret in her eyes.
His expression changed slightly, and he asked softly, "What is my wife thinking about?"
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