With the experience of being bitten by Chen Jiao last time, Yu Jingyao kissed him very cunningly. As soon as Chen Jiao was about to bite him, he quickly moved away and then kissed him before Chen Jiao started scolding him.

Chen Jiao was like a rabbit in the grass. As soon as Yu Jingyao rushed down, she kicked her legs to resist. The eagle grabbed her and let go. Repeatedly, Chen Jiao suffered a small loss of strength. She lost her strength while kicking. When the eagle dived down for the last time, Chen Jiao could only lie in his arms and kissed him unwillingly.

If Manager Zhang dares to look in, he can see Yu Jingyao sitting on a chair, lowering his head and bullying Miss Chen. Miss Chen's entire upper body was blocked by Yu Jingyao, and only a white dress was spread on Yu Jingyao's dark robe. Even a pair of embroidered shoes of Miss Chen were hung in the air and could not touch the ground.

After a while, Yu Jingyao finally kissed Chen Jiao's lips and then kissed her face and ears.

Chen Jiao hit his shoulders, and he easily grabbed his hand.

"Stop making trouble, I'll give you my life when I finish kissing." Yu Jingyao held the girl who was particularly obedient because she was so tired that she had no strength, and said in her ear while kissing.

"Do you want to go back on your word?" Chen Jiao asked angrily.

Yu Jingyao raised his head and saw her wet almond eyes. She was so angry that she was about to burst into flames, but her eyes were filled with tears.

Yu Jingyao sighed, hugged the person and coaxed him, "Okay, don't kiss me anymore, tell me, what is the second one."

"Let me go first!" Chen Jiao said with a cold face. He didn't want to be held against him like he showed off his wealth. Do she think she didn't understand?

Yu Jingyao hesitated for a while before reluctance to let go of his hand.

Chen Jiao immediately walked to the main seat farthest from Yu Jingyao.

Yu Jingyao shook his robe, crossed his legs, and looked at Chen Jiao's lips that were kissed red by him, and the little beauty tasted better than he imagined.

Chen Jiao lowered her eyes and said, "Fugui will do it every morning, and I will ask you to clean it up for three days."

After hearing this, Yu Jingyao immediately felt two bubbles of shit in his mind.

He looked at Chen Jiao with a dark face and gritted his teeth, "Look at your all-natural ladylike style, you have come up with such inconspicuous requests."

The more repulsive the man, the better Chen Jiao was in a mood and said casually: "If Mr. Yu doesn't want to be wronged, he can give up."

Yu Jingyao was born with a golden key in his mouth. He has served everyone since he was a child. He has never served a dog. But when he thought of Fugui's clean and white hair, he was only three months old, the shit he pulled out should not be too disgusting. The most important thing is that Yu Jingyao didn't want to give in front of Chen Jiao.

"Okay, but when I do things, you have to watch from the side." Yu Jingyao said with his eyes wide open.

Chen Jiao agreed immediately.

The next morning, Yu Jingyao came over before dawn. Before Chen Jiao got up, Yu Jingyao was planning business matters in the main hall. After Chen Jiao woke up, she learned that Yu Jingyao had arrived. She instructed Shuang'er to deliver the small shovel and dustpan prepared in advance to Yu Jingyao.

"You all go down." Yu Jingyao coldly ordered Manager Zhang and others.

Manager Zhang and Shuang'er both returned to their respective houses.

Yu Jingyao stood in the middle of the yard with a shovel in one hand and a dustpan in the other.

Chen Jiao led Fugui around the yard and walked to the flower bed. Fugui skillfully went to one corner of its favorite flower bed, bent his hind legs and began to "exhaust".

Chen Jiao walked a few steps away.

Soon, Fugui, who finished the matter, followed.

Chen Jiao stood in a place where she could not see the good things that were rich and noble, looking at Yu Jingyao.

Yu Jingyao walked over with a tense face and looked at the ground. What a guy, he really underestimated the white-haired beast!

Yu Jingyao has never been so disgusting in his life, but the little beauty is staring at him. Yu Jingyao glared at Fugui fiercely, then held his breath and squatted down, tilted his head, and shoveled Fugui's good things into the dustpan with great disgust.

That morning, Yu Jingyao didn't have breakfast.

After serving Fugui for three consecutive days, Yu Jingyao washed his hands, pulled Chen Jiao into his arms, kissed him for two quarters of an hour in one breath, and finally left a mark on Chen Jiao's fair neck.

Next, Yu Jingyao was ordered to help Chen Jiao cultivate a flowerbed, from arable land to sowing to watering and fertilizing, he did it alone. On hot days, he waved the pickaxe and was sweating profusely. Chen Jiao sat comfortably under the eaves, shaking a round fan in his hand, like a young grandmother who was supervising the worker. Yu Jingyao looked at her and swung the pickaxe again, and wanted to give up halfway several times.

It took Yu Jingyao only half a day to clean Chen Jiao's oily bun shop spotlessly. Yu Jingyao used it for a night and came out of the shop after he got out of the shop. He was covered in oil and no longer looked like the richest man in Yangzhou. He walked to Chen Jiao in a dark state, but Chen Jiao almost recognized her.

The fifth thing Chen Jiao proposed was to ask Yu Jingyao to make dumplings for her. Although Yu Jingyao was not a gentleman, he always followed the rules of being away from the kitchen. He had never cooked food. There was no way, so he had to learn the whole set from his own chef, from washing vegetables to chopping fillings to rolling the dough and making dumplings, and the most important thing is to burn firewood!

After learning it, Yu Jingyao asked Chen Jiao confidently what kind of dumplings he wanted to eat.

Chen Jiao didn't make things difficult for him anymore, so she ordered the most ordinary dumplings with vegetable stuffing.

Yu Jingyao took her to the kitchen. For some reason, Yu Jingyao did these things himself, and he was full of resistance, but Chen Jiao was standing beside him and could see him when he looked up. Yu Jingyao didn't mind. Rolling up his sleeves, Yu Jingyao started to work attentively and bent down to wash vegetables.

Chen Jiao stood at the door, looking at the man's hardworking back, and couldn't help thinking, if one day she didn't need to say it, Yu Jingyao took the initiative to do these for her, it would be considered to be moved, right?

Shortly after the dumplings were put into the pot, they gradually rolled in the boiling water. Yu Jingyao counted silently and felt that it was almost done. He first picked up a dumpling that looked bad and put it into the bowl. He used chopsticks to pick up the middle in half. He ate half of it first and felt that the taste was OK. Then he held the bowl and walked to Chen Jiao, picked up the remaining half and fed her: "Try it."

Chen Jiao looked up at him.

At this time, Yu Jingyao's forehead was sweating and his face turned red. In his usual calculating eyes, he could only expect her to comment on dumplings.

After all, it's the first time cooking for someone.

Chen Jiao lowered her eyes and opened her mouth.

Yu Jingyao delivered the dumplings to her mouth.

Chen Jiao chewed delicately, a little salty.

"How is it?" Yu Jingyao looked at her and asked.

Chen Jiao smiled and said, "Master Yu can go to set up a stall."

Yu Jingyao looked at the smiling face of the little woman unexpectedly. He did five things for her, each one, and it was her first time laughing. It was not a gloating, but a kind of joking with praise.

Yu Jingyao suddenly wanted to kiss her.

He put the bowl aside, held Chen Jiao's hand and pulled her into the kitchen, closed the door, and then pressed her against the door panel.

The midsummer in Jiangnan is already stuffy, but now the big pot is steaming out, making it even more stuffy.

Chen Jiao didn't like this place, so she turned her head and said, "Let's talk about it after dinner."

He did something and she kissed him once. This is how the two of them exchanged now.

"Just now." Yu Jingyao's hand had already touched her chin.

Chen Jiao had no choice but to close her eyes.

Yu Jingyao raised her chin and kissed her slowly.

She no longer had strong resistance, and Yu Jingyao also became gentle.

The water vapor came and fell on them. Yu Jingyao was sweating more and more, and Chen Jiao also began to sweat.

"Okay." He pressed her too tightly, as if he was about to push her out of the door. He felt that things were going to get out of control, Chen Jiao grabbed his strong arm and said.

Yu Jingyao's face was pressed against Chen Jiao's side face, and his hand stopped on her skirt. After a moment of panting, he said hoarsely: "In a month, there are only three days left. You can tell all the five things left. I'll do it together while I'm idle these three days."

Yu Jingyao is a busy man. Over the past month, he has not had time to come to find Chen Jiao every day. The five things mentioned above are all taken intermittently to complete.

Chen Jiao thought about ten things at that time, and first picked a few difficult things for Yu Jingyao to do. Among the remaining five, except for one, the others were nothing to Yu Jingyao now.

"I just need you to do one more thing." Chen Jiao whispered.

Yu Jingyao looked at her and waited for her to speak.

Chen Jiao raised her head and looked back at him and said, "Accompany me to Wuyun Temple to burn incense."

Wuyun Temple is located east of Yangzhou City, relatively far away, and is 15 miles away.

"What's the difficulty?" Yu Jingyao asked in confusion. Could it be that the little woman was soft-hearted and couldn't bear to torment him anymore?

Thinking of this, Yu Jingyao's eyes lit up, feeling that his hard work was not in vain.

Chen Jiao smiled and said, "I want you to find a trolley, let's pretend to be a farmer couple, and you push me all the way."

During the hot summer season, walking thirty miles back and forth is not easy for Yu Jingyao, who is living a pampered life.

Yu Jingyao was disappointed at first and then resisted, but this one was worth five. After she came back, she was his person and would take care of him.

"Okay." Yu Jingyao responded with a smile.

The dumplings in the pot had already been cooked. Yu Jingyao let go of Chen Jiao and turned to pick up the dumplings.

The rice was brought to the main hall, and the two of them met face to face and had a peaceful meal.

The next day, Yu Jingyao asked Manager Zhang to find a trolley. The car board was not big and if it was not squeezing, he could only sit two or three adults. At night, Yu Jingyao didn't know what excuse he used to deal with his family, so he slept here, of course he was sleeping in another room. The next day, Chen Jiao deliberately chose the time when the sun was noon. It was very hot, so the two of them disguised themselves.

Chen Jiao was wearing a fine cloth dress, a straw hat on her head, and was sitting in front of Yu Jingyao, who was pushing the cart with her back facing the sun. At first glance, she looked like a child, sitting obediently in the cart.

Yu Jingyao was also wearing a cloth clothes and a straw hat on his head, but when he walked towards the sun, the farmer's straw hat could only cover his forehead with some shade. As soon as he walked out of the city gate, Yu Jingyao's face was already red. Fortunately, he insisted on practicing Taoism in the morning to strengthen his body, otherwise he would have been unable to push it if he changed to a rich man with a big belly.

"Why did you think of this bad idea?" Looking at the little woman enjoying her happiness in the car, Yu Jingyao asked with sweat on her head. Her clothes on her chest were wet with sweat, and she was even more embarrassed.

Chen Jiao looked at other people who left the city or were about to enter the city and whispered: "On the way to Yangzhou, we often see such farmers, husbands pushing carts, daughters-in-law and children sitting in front of them, talking and laughing. Although life is poor, they have some fun."

Yu Jingyao stopped talking.

Chen Jiao glanced at him, took a sip of herbal tea, took out a fan, and slowly fanned herself, which was so comfortable.

The little one who was heartless was deliberately greedy for him. Yu Jingyao stared at the fan that was shaking in Chen Jiao's hand and asked, "Don't you feel sorry for me?"

He couldn't give Chen Jiao what she wanted most, but Yu Jingyao believed that he had treated Chen Jiao better than his own mother.

Chen Jiao sneered: "You are not my husband."

The stinky businessman is stubborn, so just push the cart by yourself, don’t expect a little wind to blow!

The little woman was obviously angry, her red lips were pursed and her almond eyes were slanted to the side. Her pretty look made Yu Jingyao angry.
Chapter completed!