Carrying Qian ho over the wall, Yu Minglang drove back.
Qian had been up all night without sleep, and she’d probably want to nap during the day. But Yu Minglang couldn’t bring himself to leave; he only had one day of vacation left...
He’d liberated his second brother, but what about himself?
Yu Minglang finally ca up with a great idea, thinking he’s a genius!
Jia Xiufang had just gotten up, hadn’t brushed her hair or washed her face, and yawned as she went to the wood pile outside to get wood for the fire. When she opened the gate, she was startled.
Yu Minglang’s car was parked right at their front gate, and no one knew how long it had been there.
Seeing Jia Xiufang co out, he opened the car door and got out.
"Good morning, Aunt!"
"Good..." How scary!
Jia Xiufang thought to herself, "It’s just around 6, what’s going on?"
"Is Qian up yet?"
"Not yet, Minglang, why are you up so early?"
"I’m off today, so I thought I’d co early. Aunt, are you going to get firewood? Let help you!"
Yu Minglang had bought breakfast earlier and had rested a bit in the car, so he was feeling quite refreshed now.
Jia Xiufang was baffled; Yu Minglang took out the breakfast he’d bought from the car, carried the firewood inside, and Jia Xiufang hurriedly followed him.
This guy really didn’t understand social courtesies, just showed up without notice; the house hadn’t been tidied up yet, Jia Xiufang felt quite anxious about it.
She invited him to sit downstairs and planned to wake Qian up, but Yu Minglang called out.
"No rush, Aunt, let her sleep a bit longer."
Why didn’t he co later so people could tidy up the house first! Jia Xiufang smiled awkwardly, watching Yu Minglang run to the kitchen and start making a fire, thinking to herself, this kid really doesn’t consider himself an outsider.
But seeing his skilled movents, she felt the young man was pretty decent.
Yu Minglang helped make the fire and asked Jia Xiufang if there was anything else he could help with. Jia Xiufang was too embarrassed to actually let him work, inviting him to sit on the sofa and wait for a bit, then slapped her forehead as she rembered sothing.
"Minglang, could you help Aunt watch the store for a bit? I need to go to the pharmacy to get so dicine for her grandmother."
"Should I drive you?"
"No need, it’s just on the backstreet, only a few minutes’ walk. You stay downstairs, and if anyone cos to pick up clothes, ask them to co back later."
"Okay, Aunt, don’t worry!"
Yu Minglang replied so straightforwardly, yet as soon as Jia Xiufang left, he locked the door and dashed upstairs.
What a joke, after finally coming over, how could he miss seeing his girlfriend asleep, looking so cute?
Qian was sleeping soundly; she had stayed up late last night and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, now imrsed in her sweet dreams.
Yu Minglang swore that he only intended to stand by her bed and sneak a peek at the adorable sleeping beauty when he ca up.
But as he stared and stared, he couldn’t control his hands.
A sleeping Qian was incredibly innocent; with her glasses off, her long eyelashes looked like two small fans covering her eyes, less strict and more relaxed, her fair little face with proportionate features, and her accidentally exposed delicate shoulder. Oh, how fair it was!
Like a dish, almond tofu.
So white and soft, with the curtains drawn, the small room was filled with her sweet fragrance.
Yu Minglang reached out with the honest intention of pulling up the covers for her.
But why couldn’t his hand stop from touching her face, and why was it moving down?
Completely out of order and discipline, but Yu Minglang thought, "Since it’s a holiday, why not loosen up the rules a bit, no harm..."
The mont was so perfect, the little sleeping beauty in the bed was the best sight in the world; unlimited scenery in the perilous peaks—if the blanket were a bit lower, the peaks would be even more exposed...
Qian was sleeping soundly, but then felt sothing wasn’t quite right.
Vaguely, it seed like a fly, buzzing around her and around.
First, it darted against her face, then flew and landed on her shoulder; she frowned and reached to swat at it, but the brazen fly dared to land on her hand. How big must the fly be, to cover her hand?
"Mom... bring the raid so I can spray it twice." Qian muttered.
"What do you want?"
No wait, when did mom’s voice beco so deep?
Qian, drowsily opening her eyes, was startled.
This enlarged head...
Seeing her wide-eyed expression, Yu Minglang asked with a smile.
"Surprised?"
Qian’s hand was on his face, confirming it was warm, making Yu Minglang feel all sorts of wonderful inside.
See how enthusiastic his girlfriend is, first thing eting up she touches his face, isn’t the next step a kiss? Bring it on! Always ready~
Qian, who had been sleeping peacefully, was rudely awakened by him, and her first reaction was to think it’s a dream.
The clock on the wall indicated it was only 6, just three hours since they separated, how could he possibly appear in her bedroom all of a sudden?
She closed the windows well before bed...
Could he have turned into a fly and flown in? Or was she dreaming?
But that feeling assured Qian, it wasn’t a dream, just this big scoundrel!
Imdiately landing a punch, hitting him!
"What’s going on, do you have low blood pressure and get grumpy upon waking?" Yu Minglang held his unfortunate eye socket; in just a few short hours, his second brother had hit him, and now Qian was hitting him again, feeling so wronged!
"Get out! And shut the door behind you." Qian wrapped herself in her blanket.
Ho sleeping, she wasn’t even wearing pajamas, who knows how much this shaless fellow saw.
"I don’t want to leave..." His eyes practically glued to the shoulder exposed.
"Get, out, now!" Qian grabbed a pillow and tossed it over, and Yu Minglang sheepishly retreated.
She woke up at such the wrong mont; if she had opened her eyes a bit later, wouldn’t she have seen a bit more?
Qian’s potential truly isn’t bad; even lying down, one can see the valley, indeed deep and unfathomable...
Qian quickly dressed and stood in front of the mirror, checking herself out; just thinking of how he saw her in this state made her fu with anger.
Luckily, she didn’t have the habit of drooling in her sleep...
But no woman would want to be seen with ssy hair by a boyfriend she’s dating.
On that note, how did this guy co over so early in the morning?
This question puzzled Qian all the way down the stairs.
Yu Minglang opened the door, just as soone ca to pick up clothes, and he was chatting with them.
"Young man, I haven’t seen you before? How are you related to this family?" Qian recognized it imdiately, it was the chubby aunt from the street.
Then, she heard her shaless boyfriend respond.
"I’m the future son-in-law of this family; Qian’s my girlfriend."
"Young man, you sure are tall, aren’t you 180?"
"Pretty sister, I’m at 186."
Making the chubby aunt laugh, covering her mouth as she chuckled, "Young man really knows how to talk, I’m so old and you call sister~"
Qian walked over, skillfully found the clothes for the chubby aunt as written on the slip, while the aunt’s eyes never left Yu Minglang, continuously finding topics to chat.
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