The girl's body was warm, soft, and exuded a light milky fragrance, which was very pleasant to the touch.

Meng Zhao hugged Qingying's soft body, pulled the quilt over, and covered her naked body.

A man with a strong physique has a masculine aura. Meng Zhao's body temperature was not low, and the constant heat was transmitted to Qingying through the texture of his skin. After a while, she no longer curled up her hands and feet and cried out for cold.

Perhaps because the man's embrace was too warm and comfortable, Qingying took the initiative to rub against Meng Zhao's arms, and her fair face unconsciously revealed a bit of dependence.

The girl's soft red lips gently pressed against the man's bare chest, bringing a cool feeling, and Meng Zhao was slightly startled.

He lowered his eyes to look at Aoying who was sleeping sweetly in his arms, and a very subtle feeling arose in his heart.

This feeling was a little strange, and he didn't know how to describe it in words. In the past twenty years, he had never had this feeling.

He was a little surprised that he was not disgusted at all by Aoying's intimacy.

After a busy day today, Meng Zhao was a little tired. He didn't think much about it. He hugged Aoying tighter, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

*

The next morning.

The heavy rain that had been falling all night finally stopped.

After the rain, the sky was clear and blue, with dots of golden light pouring down. On the branches outside the farm, two swallows were singing.

The crisp sound of birds woke Qingying up. She rubbed her slightly dizzy temples and slowly opened her eyes.

What she saw was the man's strong and resolute jaw. Looking up, she saw a handsome and familiar face.

Qingying then realized that she was lying naked in Meng Zhaohuai, tightly pressed against him.

Her face became hot, and two blushes appeared on her fair cheeks.

Qingying tried hard to recall, but she couldn't remember how she got to bed.

She only remembered that she was so tired that she fell asleep on the edge of the bed, and she didn't remember what happened afterwards.

She thought, maybe she was confused in her sleep, and in the middle of the night, she took off her clothes and took the initiative to climb onto the eldest master's bed.

On the second day after the marriage, Meng Zhao was so angry that he ordered and scolded Qingying. She was not allowed to go to bed in the future and was only allowed to sleep on the couch.

Since then, Qingying has never been to Meng Zhao's bed.

Qingying was a little panicked at this time. She was afraid that Meng Zhao would wake up and see this state.

If she was caught by Meng Zhao, she would not be able to explain it even if she had ten mouths.

He would definitely think that she climbed into his bed on purpose.

Qingying didn't want to be scolded by Meng Zhao again. She carefully pushed away the man's big hand on her waist and got out of bed lightly.

The wet clothes from yesterday were lying on the ground in a mess and could no longer be worn.

Qingying took out a clean dress from the box and put it on. After changing her clothes, she opened the bedroom door and dragged her aching left leg to the kitchen to make some food for Meng Zhao.

At this time, the door of the farm was pushed open from the outside, and Meng Wu rushed in, exhausted.

As soon as Qingying saw him, she asked hurriedly, "Meng Wu, where did you go yesterday?"

Meng Wu raised the two baskets full of ingredients in his hands and replied, "Aunt, I went to a nearby town to buy ingredients yesterday, but it was hit by a sudden rainstorm. When I came back, a flash flood broke out and the wooden bridge at the foot of the mountain was washed away by the flood. I found another long way to come back this morning."

Qingying then remembered that the ingredients on the farm were almost gone. Yesterday morning, she mentioned it to Meng Wu and asked him to go to the town to buy some when he was free.

It turned out that this was the reason why Meng Wu disappeared for a whole day.

Qingying did not blame Meng Wu. She just said that Meng Zhao had not had breakfast yet and asked him to get some food now.

Two quarters of an hour later, Meng Wu prepared the food and Meng Zhao woke up.

Meng Zhao was not in a hurry to have breakfast. He glanced at Qingying's unsteady left leg and told Meng Wu to find a doctor at the foot of the mountain. He specifically asked him to find a doctor who could correct bones.

An hour later, the doctor came and Meng Zhao asked him to check Qingying's foot.

This was an experienced old doctor, and he straightened Qingying's foot in a few strokes.

Qingying sprained her foot yesterday, but she didn't rest well and walked a long way in pain, so that her left ankle was red and swollen now.

The doctor prescribed some anti-swelling and analgesic drugs, plus some drugs for treating colds, and then left.

Meng Zhao didn't say a word about what happened yesterday.

Qingying was uneasy and didn't dare to mention it in front of Meng Zhao.

After all, she was the culprit. If she hadn't taken the initiative to take Meng Zhao out, he wouldn't have gotten sick from the rain, and his old illness recurred, causing him pain all night. After

a few days of recuperation at the farm, when Qingying's foot was completely healed, the three of them returned to the Meng family. As soon as she returned to the Meng family, Qingying began to feel uneasy. She didn't take good care of Meng Zhao, and she made him sick. Madam Meng might punish her in any way. Qingying didn't dare to think about rewards such as going home to visit relatives and double the monthly salary. She only asked Madam Meng to punish her lightly. On the second day after returning home, Madam Meng called her over. Qingying was nervous, and on the way there, she was so scared that her palms were sweating. To her great surprise, Mrs. Meng did not punish her, and as she had said before she left, she doubled her monthly salary and allowed her to go home to visit her family in three days. Qingying was stunned and looked at Mrs. Meng in disbelief, thinking that she had heard it wrong.