Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 316 Am I not clean anymore?
The morning sun touches the window, and the indoor light becomes brighter.

Bai Ming opened his eyes slightly, and what he saw was a face with clear and handsome features, like the rising moon on the east mountain and the stars on the long lake.

She was startled and her eyes widened suddenly.

But she saw that she was well wrapped in the quilt, and Feng Qingchen was lying next to her across the quilt, sleeping soundly, with a touch of sadness between her brows, the clouds accumulated by the years.

And the slender and powerful arms were casually placed around her waist.

Just as she gently raised Feng Qingchen's hand, preparing to escape quietly, the man who was supposed to be sleeping slowly opened his eyes, revealing his soulless but unparalleled beauty.

The medicine was so powerful that she fell into a deep sleep, unable to determine whether she was passive or active in this situation.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to excuse himself, Feng Qingchen's face, which had returned to its original state, showed a hint of shock, embarrassment, grievance and disbelief, like a little daughter-in-law who had been bullied.

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

As he spoke, Bai Mingwei's eloquent expression caused his robe to slowly slide down as he half-propped his body, revealing his refined collarbones and tight muscle chest.

But there were a few scratches on that fair skin.

Bai Ming was slightly stunned and stretched out his hand. The size of the mark and his fingernails actually... actually matched perfectly.

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

She didn't believe that she had become an animal after sleeping.

But everything seems to be in evidence.

She forced herself to calm down and gently pulled up Feng Qingchen's clothes, flicked the non-existent dust on her clothes, and patted Feng Qingchen's shoulder:

"As a grown man, why do you care about these little details? Besides, it's me who suffers, not you."

Feng Qingchen's eyes slowly curved into a beautiful arc, and a warm smile appeared on his lips: "Okay, I don't care, even if you do whatever you want to me, I will still be happy."

Bai Mingwei pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Feng Qingchen seemed to notice her confusion, and chuckled softly and explained: "You were not in good condition last night, and you had a fever again. You have been looking for someone."

"I originally wanted to find Sister-in-law Chunxiu, but you held on to me and scratched my flesh. I had no choice but to feed you fever-reducing pills and coax you to sleep."

"I was afraid that something might happen to you, so I didn't dare to sleep. I just lay next to you and watched over you. I just closed my eyes for a while."

"Although this move is not in line with etiquette, except for the necessary actions, I have not done anything trespassing. You don't have to worry."

"But after all, it is not appropriate for us to do this. It will damage your reputation. I will immediately go to your grandfather to propose marriage. Even if you have no plans to get married at this time, we can also make the marriage arrangements first..."

When he spoke, his voice was so gentle.

It's like the warm wind blowing away the clouds and touching the green earth.

Bai Mingwei felt that his eldest brother could not be more gentle.

But they are not as good as Feng Qingchen's tone and demeanor, which are so gentle that they can make people addicted and unable to extricate themselves.

However, this kind of gentleness is not a weakness that can be bullied, but the restraint and poise accumulated from being in a high position for many years, gentle yet powerful, soft yet powerful.

Just like the sea accepting all rivers.

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

It's true that she often gets hot.

In the past, every time she had a fever, her father, who was usually serious and unsmiling, would silently watch over her. In order to get closer/closer to her father, she would always find someone in her daze, and it was true.

So Feng Qingchen's explanation was reasonable, but she felt that these were not the point. The promise of marriage seemed to be the purpose.

So like every irresponsible heartless lover, she calmly tugged on her clothes and said expressionlessly: "It's just an accident, why should we take it so seriously? Anyway, neither of us suffered any loss, so there's no need to mention it." ”

After saying that, without waiting for Feng Qingchen to respond, she put on her cloak and walked out of the room.Feng Qingchen heard her footsteps suddenly become hurried after leaving the room. He chuckled and shook his head: "It's so cute."

He is usually so smart, but he never thought he would be so easy to deceive.

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

I haven't showered in a few days and my body feels strangely itchy.

Naturally, those scratches had nothing to do with Bai Mingwei, they were all scratched by himself. However, because Bai Mingwei saw them, he just made some random remarks to tease this narrow-minded little girl.

……

After leaving the house for a while, the indescribable feeling in Bai Mingwei's heart still lingered. She went outside to blow in the cold wind, and it took a while to calm down.

Logically speaking, even though she has abandoned many of the things that a daughter should be reserved about, she should be ashamed when something like this happens.

I am ashamed of myself for not being in the same room with a man, and annoyed that I have committed stupid things without paying attention.

However, her first reaction was to be at a loss.

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

She had never been this kind of person, but the waves in her heart were real.

"lady."

While she was deep in thought, Aunt Wu's voice brought her thoughts back.

"Morning, Auntie."

Aunt Wu came to her carrying a small backpack: "What are you thinking about? Aunt Wu called you several times, but you didn't respond."

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

Aunt Wu showed a kind smile and shook her head: "Why would Auntie care about this? I'm just worried that you will be troubled."

Bai Mingwei didn't know whether it was trouble, so he had to change the subject: "Auntie, what are you going to do?"

Aunt Wu smiled and said: "People in the village have helped us a lot these days. I was thinking about how to thank them. Together with Chun Xiuyi, we decided to make persimmon cakes to thank everyone. Unfortunately, the persimmons were still hanging on the trees and not picked. "

Bai Mingwei was puzzled: "Aren't persimmons in autumn? How come there is a winter season?"

Aunt Wu explained: "The persimmons grown in the village are very cold-resistant. They are green in early autumn. You can eat them by soaking them in water for a few days to remove the astringency of the flesh."

"It will turn yellow after late autumn, but it will not rot. If you pick it and cover it in straw for a few days, it will become soft and sweet."

"In winter, the color will be darker, but even if the leaves fall off, the fruits are still hanging on the branches."

"Even when early spring comes, we can still make food for the birds that fly back. But no, some are still picked and made into cakes."

Bai Ming said softly: "Auntie, your feet are not very good yet. Point me to where the persimmon tree is and I will pick it for you."

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

Aunt Wu hesitated: "Madam is still injured, how can I trouble Madam?"

Bai Mingwei didn't take it seriously: "Auntie, I know Qinggong and it's easy to pick persimmons, but Auntie's feet haven't healed yet. It's too dangerous to climb trees."

Aunt Wu looked at the bamboo pole leaning against the wall, her eyes flickered, and finally handed over the small bamboo basket: "The fruit tree is at the end of the vegetable field, the tallest one in the middle. Madam, be careful not to injure the wound. .”

In fact, picking fruits is not troublesome at all. You just need to cut the top of a long bamboo pole, use wedges to expand the bamboo piece, weave a small basket on the bamboo piece, and then aim the basket at the fruit and gently stir it/ If you move the bamboo pole, the fruit will be picked smoothly.

It was obvious that this young lady did not understand the ways of farmers.

Aunt Wu deliberately didn't expose it, and she also had her own plans.

(End of this chapter)