When the morning light touches the window, the light inside becomes brighter.

Bai Ming opened his eyes slightly, and what caught his eye was a handsome face, like the moon rising from the east mountain and the star waves of the lake.

She was startled and suddenly opened her eyes wide.

But I saw myself wrapped in the quilt, and Feng Qingchen was sleeping soundly beside her through the quilt, with a faint sorrow between her eyebrows, which was the clouds and smoke accumulated by the years.

And the slender and powerful arm was casually placed on her waist.

Just as she gently lifted Feng Qingchen's hand and was about to escape quietly, the man who should have been asleep slowly opened his eyes and revealed his unsightly but beautiful eyes.

The medicine was full of energy and she was sleeping heavily, unable to determine whether this situation was passive or active.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to make excuses, Feng Qingchen's face, which had recovered, showed a little astonishment, embarrassment, grievance and disbelief, as if he had been bullied.

He said, "Little girl, why are you sleeping in the bed? Have you done anything to me? Am I not clean?"

While speaking, Bai Ming's expression was unreasonable, his robe slowly slipped because he half-supported his body, revealing the refined locks and tight muscles of his chest.

But there were a few scratches on the fair skin.

Bai Ming stretched out his hand in a daze. The size of the mark was...it was actually tightly fitting, which was very consistent.

No matter how you look at her, she is the one who takes the initiative.

She didn't believe she had a sleep but became a bird\/beast.#@$&

But it seems that everything is conclusive.

She forced herself to calm down and gently pulled Feng Qingchen's clothes, flipped the dust that did not exist on the clothes, and patted Feng Qingchen's shoulder:

"Big man, why bother to care about these minor details? Besides, it's me who suffers, not you."

Feng Qingchen's eyes slowly bent into a beautiful curve, and the wolfberry on his lips also had a warm smile: "Okay, I don't care. Even if you do whatever you want to do to me, I'm still happy."

Bai Mingwei pursed the corners of his lips tightly, without saying anything.%&(&

Feng Qingchen seemed to notice her helplessness, and chuckled and explained: "You were in a bad situation last night, and you were getting hot again, so you were looking for someone."

"I originally wanted to go and find Sister Chun Xiu, but you grabbed me and didn't let me go, but I got my skin and flesh. I had no choice but to feed you a fever-reducing pill and coax you to sleep."

"I'm afraid you'll have a situation, so I've been afraid to sleep, so I've been lying beside you and guarding you. I just closed my eyes for a while."

"Although this move is not in line with etiquette, I have no prejudice except for necessary actions, so you don't have to worry."

"But this is not suitable for us after all, and it will somewhat damage your reputation. I will immediately go to propose marriage to your grandfather. Even if you have no plans to get married at this time, we can decide on the marriage first..."

He spoke very gently.

It seems as if the warm breeze blows away the clouds and blows through the green earth.

Bai Mingwei felt that the elder brother was already a gentle person.

However, it was not as gentle as Feng Qingchen's tone and expression, and it seemed that people could indulge in it and could not extricate themselves.

However, such gentleness is not something that can be bullied by weakness, but the restraint and perseverance accumulated by being in a high position all year round, warm and powerful, soft and powerful.

It's like the sea embracing all rivers.

But she also noticed something was wrong from Feng Qingchen's words.

It's true that she often has fever.

In the past, every time I had a fever, my father, who was usually serious, kept silently guarding me. In order to get closer to my father, she always looked for someone in a daze, which was true.

So Feng Qingchen's explanation is reasonable, but she just thinks that these are not the key points, so the promise to make a marriage seems to be the purpose.

So she calmly pulled her clothes like every irresponsible and unscrupulous man and said expressionlessly: "It's just an accident, why should you take it so seriously? We haven't suffered any loss from each other, so there is no need to mention this."

After saying that, without waiting for Feng Qingchen to respond, she put on her cloak and walked out of the room.

Feng Qingchen suddenly became rapid after listening to her footsteps, and chuckled and shook his head: "It's so cute."

He is so smart, but I didn't expect that he would have such a scam-free side.

With a chuckle, Feng Qingchen reached out and scratched his neck.

I haven't taken a shower for a few days and my body is very itchy.

Of course, those scratches had nothing to do with Bai Mingwei, and they were all scratched by him. However, because Bai Mingwei saw them, he just made a few nonsense and teased the cramped little girl.

...

After leaving the house for a while, the indescribable feeling in Bai Mingwei's heart still lingered. She walked outside the door and blew the cold wind. It took a long time to calm down.

Logically speaking, although she has abandoned many things that her daughter should be reserved in her family, she should be embarrassed and upset when such a thing happens.

I am ashamed of being in a bad manner in the same room with a man, and I am annoyed that I am not careful in doing stupid things.

However, her first reaction was at a loss.

She didn't know why, but strange emotions could always tear her inner peace.

She has never been such a person, but the turmoil in her heart has arisen, and it has really come true.

"lady."

While meditating, Aunt Wu's voice pulled her thoughts back.

"Auntie, early."

Aunt Wu came to her with a small basket and said, "What are you thinking? My aunt called you several times, but you didn't respond."

Bai Ming smiled and apologized: "Auntie, I just woke up and my head was a little confused, so I didn't hear my aunt's call. Please forgive me."

Aunt Wu smiled kindly, and she shook her head: "How could Auntie care about these things? She is just afraid that you will have troubles."

Bai Mingwei didn't know if that was a trouble, so he had to change the topic: "Aunt, what are you going to do?"

Aunt Wu smiled and said, "The people in the village have helped us a lot these days. I was thinking about how to thank them. After planning to make persimmon cakes, I decided to thank everyone. Unfortunately, the persimmons are still hung on the tree and not picked."

Bai Mingwei was puzzled: "Aren't persimmons from autumn? How could there be winter?"

Aunt Wu explained: "The persimmons grown in the village are very cold-resistant. They are green in early autumn. Soak them in water for a few days. You can eat them even if you remove the astringent smell of the flesh."

"It will turn yellow after late autumn, but it won't rot. Pick it down and put it in the straw for a few days and it will become soft and sweet."

"In winter, the color will be darker, but even if the leaves fall out, the fruit will still hang on the branches."

"Even when early spring comes, we can still make food for the birds flying back, but now there are still people who pick them and make cakes."

Bai Mingwei said: "Aunt, your feet are not yet rigorous yet. Where is the persimmon tree? Please point me and I'll pick it for you."

Her thoughts were a little confused, and she didn't know how to face Feng Qingchen and go out to pick persimmons, which is also an excellent choice.

Aunt Wu hesitated a little: "The wife is still injured, how can she bother her?"

Bai Mingwei didn't care: "Aunt, I know how to use light skills and pick persimmons, but my aunt's feet are not yet well, so climbing trees is too dangerous."

Aunt Wu looked at the bamboo pole leaning against the wall, her eyes flashed, and she finally handed over the small bamboo basket: "The fruit tree is at the end of the vegetable field, the tallest tree in the middle, please be careful, don't touch the wound."

In fact, picking fruits is not troublesome at all. Just cut the top of a long bamboo pole, then use a wedge to stretch the bamboo slices, and weave a small basket on the bamboo slices. Then, aim the basket at the fruit and gently stir it. / Move the bamboo pole and the fruits will be picked smoothly.

It is obvious that this young lady does not understand the way the peasant family does.
Chapter completed!