Chapter 2474
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Outside the rain has been ticking down, along the thatched roof of the gap flowing down, the room on the smell of sea water.
The walls become damp, and the water vapor condenses into water droplets, which flow down the corner and converge into a shallow pool on the ground.
It's warm inside the bedding. The body temperature of two people is warmer than that of one person.
Even if a person is hard hearted, he can't refuse such dry warmth.
Tang Qing curled up his limbs, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled a breath in the sound of the dribbling rain. He felt a languid comfort from all his limbs.
The cold skin became warm, and the body became lazy, and yawned in the sound of the rain.
Xiao Fengting asked her, "are you asleep?"
Tang Qing: "not yet."
His body gently pasted over, and the breath was blowing on her hair: "I want to hold you, can I?"
His voice sounded a little vague in the rain, but Tang Qing could hear clearly.
"No," she said decisively
"Why not?" His voice was aggrieved. "I'm a little cold."
Cheat the ghost. Tang poured insatiable words in his heart, "don't make complaints about your feet."
He didn't say a word. He just held out his hand from behind her and held her gently. The movement is very gentle, it is the strength that she can break free with only a little earn. He put his cheek on her back and said contentedly, "I can hold you like this."
How could Tang Qing allow him to succeed? She reached out and waved his arm, "no way."
Xiao Fengting's voice is stuffy: "stingy."
Tang Qing closed her eyes and didn't answer. Xiao Fengting, after being rejected by her, also took back her arm in a proper way, and did not take it up again.
*
after several days of intermittent rain, it finally stopped.
Tang Qing didn't say that she would drive Xiao Fengting away. Xiao Fengting didn't ask if she could stay. They both kept quiet about it. Xiao Fengting went back to this house naturally.
Xiao Fengting is in the room with a carpenter's tool and tinkling. Yager'an comes to Tang Qing with two roasted sweet potatoes just dug out from the bottom of the stove. Hearing the sound coming from the kitchen, she points there and asks curiously, "what is he doing?"
After living here for nearly two months, Tang Qing finally understood some of the pronunciation of the people here, but it was not as magical as Xiao Fengting and could communicate seamlessly.
Although Tang Qing understood her meaning, she couldn't think of the corresponding pronunciation in her mind. She laughed awkwardly and asked Yager an to put down the baked sweet potato and took her to the kitchen.
The original simple thatched cottage has been completely renovated since Xiao Fengting woke up, and there is a growing trend. No one cares how big your house is. If you want to build it, you can expand it.
Xiao Fengting is sitting on the ground, planing a board. Behind him is a nearly formed bath bucket, which will be used for Tang Qing's bath.
Jacques went over and asked him curiously, "what are you doing for?"
Xiao Fengting heard her voice, looked up at her unhappily: "how did you come in?"
Jacques recognized the dislike in his voice, shrunk his mouth and pointed to Tang Qing, who was standing not far away. "She brought me in."
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Outside the rain has been ticking down, along the thatched roof of the gap flowing down, the room on the smell of sea water.
The walls become damp, and the water vapor condenses into water droplets, which flow down the corner and converge into a shallow pool on the ground.
It's warm inside the bedding. The body temperature of two people is warmer than that of one person.
Even if a person is hard hearted, he can't refuse such dry warmth.
Tang Qing curled up his limbs, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled a breath in the sound of the dribbling rain. He felt a languid comfort from all his limbs.
The cold skin became warm, and the body became lazy, and yawned in the sound of the rain.
Xiao Fengting asked her, "are you asleep?"
Tang Qing: "not yet."
His body gently pasted over, and the breath was blowing on her hair: "I want to hold you, can I?"
His voice sounded a little vague in the rain, but Tang Qing could hear clearly.
"No," she said decisively
"Why not?" His voice was aggrieved. "I'm a little cold."
Cheat the ghost. Tang poured insatiable words in his heart, "don't make complaints about your feet."
He didn't say a word. He just held out his hand from behind her and held her gently. The movement is very gentle, it is the strength that she can break free with only a little earn. He put his cheek on her back and said contentedly, "I can hold you like this."
How could Tang Qing allow him to succeed? She reached out and waved his arm, "no way."
Xiao Fengting's voice is stuffy: "stingy."
Tang Qing closed her eyes and didn't answer. Xiao Fengting, after being rejected by her, also took back her arm in a proper way, and did not take it up again.
*
after several days of intermittent rain, it finally stopped.
Tang Qing didn't say that she would drive Xiao Fengting away. Xiao Fengting didn't ask if she could stay. They both kept quiet about it. Xiao Fengting went back to this house naturally.
Xiao Fengting is in the room with a carpenter's tool and tinkling. Yager'an comes to Tang Qing with two roasted sweet potatoes just dug out from the bottom of the stove. Hearing the sound coming from the kitchen, she points there and asks curiously, "what is he doing?"
After living here for nearly two months, Tang Qing finally understood some of the pronunciation of the people here, but it was not as magical as Xiao Fengting and could communicate seamlessly.
Although Tang Qing understood her meaning, she couldn't think of the corresponding pronunciation in her mind. She laughed awkwardly and asked Yager an to put down the baked sweet potato and took her to the kitchen.
The original simple thatched cottage has been completely renovated since Xiao Fengting woke up, and there is a growing trend. No one cares how big your house is. If you want to build it, you can expand it.
Xiao Fengting is sitting on the ground, planing a board. Behind him is a nearly formed bath bucket, which will be used for Tang Qing's bath.
Jacques went over and asked him curiously, "what are you doing for?"
Xiao Fengting heard her voice, looked up at her unhappily: "how did you come in?"
Jacques recognized the dislike in his voice, shrunk his mouth and pointed to Tang Qing, who was standing not far away. "She brought me in."
Outside the rain has been ticking down, along the thatched roof of the gap flowing down, the room on the smell of sea water. The walls become damp, and the water vapor condenses into water droplets, which flow down the corner and converge into a shallow pool on the ground. It's warm inside the bedding. The body temperature of two people is warmer than that of one person. Even if a person is hard hearted, he can't refuse such dry warmth. Tang Qing curled up his limbs, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled a breath in the sound of the dribbling rain. He felt a languid comfort from all his limbs. The cold skin became warm, and the body became lazy, and yawned in the sound of the rain. Xiao Fengting asked her, "are you asleep?" Tang Qing: "not yet." His body gently pasted over, and the breath was blowing on her hair: "I want to hold you, can I?" His voice sounded a little vague in the rain, but Tang Qing could hear clearly. "No," she said decisively "Why not?" His voice was aggrieved. "I'm a little cold." Cheat the ghost. Tang poured insatiable words in his heart, "don't make complaints about your feet." He didn't say a word. He just held out his hand from behind her and held her gently. The movement is very gentle, it is the strength that she can break free with only a little earn. He put his cheek on her back and said contentedly, "I can hold you like this." How could Tang Qing allow him to succeed? She reached out and waved his arm, "no way." Xiao Fengting's voice is stuffy: "stingy." Tang Qing closed her eyes and didn't answer. Xiao Fengting, after being rejected by her, also took back her arm in a proper way, and did not take it up again. *after several days of intermittent rain, it finally stopped. Tang Qing didn't say that she would drive Xiao Fengting away. Xiao Fengting didn't ask if she could stay. They both kept quiet about it. Xiao Fengting went back to this house naturally. Xiao Fengting is in the room with a carpenter's tool and tinkling. Yager'an comes to Tang Qing with two roasted sweet potatoes just dug out from the bottom of the stove. Hearing the sound coming from the kitchen, she points there and asks curiously, "what is he doing?" After living here for nearly two months, Tang Qing finally understood some of the pronunciation of the people here, but it was not as magical as Xiao Fengting and could communicate seamlessly. Although Tang Qing understood her meaning, she couldn't think of the corresponding pronunciation in her mind. She laughed awkwardly and asked Yager an to put down the baked sweet potato and took her to the kitchen. The original simple thatched cottage has been completely renovated since Xiao Fengting woke up, and there is a growing trend. No one cares how big your house is. If you want to build it, you can expand it. Xiao Fengting is sitting on the ground, planing a board. Behind him is a nearly formed bath bucket, which will be used for Tang Qing's bath. Jacques went over and asked him curiously, "what are you doing for?" Xiao Fengting heard her voice, looked up at her unhappily: "how did you come in?" Jacques recognized the dislike in his voice, shrunk his mouth and pointed to Tang Qing, who was standing not far away. "She brought me in."
