Quick Travel: Don’t take the Bai Yueguang be script

Tang Xuejin was in the same state as usual every day, as if he was not the one secretly kissing him that day.

Looking at the delicious "human-shaped food", Fuso still felt that he should focus on the task, complete it as soon as possible and leave this world as soon as possible.

Fusang made up his mind. Taking advantage of the nice weather, he bought some tiles from a nearby house and planned to repair the roof of the house where Tang Xuejin originally lived.

Tang Xuejin, who was pretending to read in the courtyard but actually paying attention to Fusang's actions, was a little unhappy. His eyebrows were furrowed and he exuded an unpleasant aura.

Logically speaking, shouldn't this woman covet his body?

Why do you still want him to go out and live?

This dissatisfaction reached its peak when Fusang repaired the roof and called Tang Xuejin to pack things.

"Xuejin, the roof has been repaired. Go ahead and pack your things."

"Humph!"

Fusang thought he didn't understand, so he set up a wooden ladder and planned to help Tang Xuejin move.

"I'll come, I'll come."

Fuso quickly reached out to pick it up. Tang Xuejin turned around and ignored her.

Fine! Fuso touched his nose, trying to find a random excuse and run away. "Well, Xue Jin, I'll go take a look in the fields."

"Ah."

Seeing Fusang walking away, Tang Xuejin threw the clothes on the bed. He walked out of the room and looked down at the wooden ladder placed in the corner.

Tang Xuejin, who had never done any heavy work since he was a child, used his beautiful jade-like hands to carry the wooden ladder on his body with great difficulty. He must take that...

"Xuejin, what are you doing?"

Fusang left and returned, looking at Tang Xuejin hugging the wooden ladder with some confusion.

"Nothing." Tang Xuejin put down the wooden ladder, coughed twice, and smoothed the folds on his clothes with his hands. He was afraid that Fusang wouldn't believe it, so he added, "I was just exercising."

Fuso looked at him suspiciously, and then at the roof she had just repaired. A possibility came to her mind, probably not!

She asked Tang Xuejin tentatively, "I just thought about it. You have been in poor health recently. Why don't you move?"

As soon as Fusang finished speaking, the expression on Tang Xuejin's face changed. His lips curled up slightly, and his originally tight brows relaxed. He said, "Okay!"

If Fusang hadn't been paying attention to Tang Xuejin's micro-expressions, she would have thought that Tang Xuejin agreed to her request aggrievedly.

"You...why don't you come and hold it for me?"

Tang Xuejin, who transformed into a little peacock, began to instruct Fusang who was standing in front of the door. Fusang obeyed and stepped forward to carry the wooden ladder on his body.

With his hands free, Tang Xuejin breathed a sigh of relief, walked briskly to his original house, and carried back the things he had just moved there.

So what is she doing? Find something to do for yourself?

Fuso sighed.

In this way, the two began to live together in Qingshui.

Just when Fusang felt that Qingshui was extraordinarily cultivating his moral character, something changed on a rainy night.

It had been raining for several days and the washed clothes were not yet dry. Tang Xuejin focused on the set of clothes at the bottom of the box.

What she washed before was what she washed for him.

Tang Xuejin's ears turned red, he took out the clothes from the box and unfolded them one by one on the bed.

When Tang Xuejin saw the crooked threads sewn on his trousers, his expression broke for a moment. What is this?

"Erya." He called.

"What's wrong?" Fuso poked her head out, and when she saw the clothes in his hands, she understood immediately.

Why is Tang Xuejin rummaging through the bottom of the box today?

"Did you sew it?" Tang Xuejin pointed, and Fusang's scalp tightened.

"I sewed it, but if you're not satisfied, why should I pull the threads and sew them again for you?"

Fuso was betting that he would not agree to such an unreasonable request.

As a result, the next moment, Tang Xuejin threw the clothes into her arms.

Fuso "..."

Is their family really poor? Are you forcing me to sew obscene pants at night?

The Tang family is really not poor now. Fusang bought a lot of things on his own, and Xue Xue sent people to give away a lot of things.

Fusang asked Tang Xuejin, "Don't you have any other clothes?"

"Have."

Fusang breathed a sigh of relief, she just said so!

"That was sent by Xue Xue. Don't worry, I won't wear it."

Fuso's threading hand trembled, and she thought to herself, "I really appreciate you considering it carefully for me."

Tang Xuejin, who was waiting to be praised, noticed something was wrong with the expression of the man opposite him.

He looked closer and said, "Are you unhappy?"

"No."

Fuso raised the needle in his hand, "I'm concentrating on threading!"

Tang Xuejin was a little dissatisfied, so he simply sat over and watched her thread and sew.

Fusang moved to the side, and Tang Xuejin followed her movement and moved closer.

The fusang moved again, and Tang Xuejin continued to follow. The fusang moved again. This time, Tang Xuejin frowned in confusion and looked at her, "What's wrong?"

Fuso pointed at him and then at the candle, "You're blocking the light."

"Trouble." Tang Xuejin moved away.

Are you asking me to sew at night? Fuso held the needle.

Tang Xuejin looked over curiously, surprised that the way she was clearly a peasant girl when picking up the needle was actually the usual posture when doing embroidery.

"Where did you learn it?" Tang Xuejin asked.

Where did you learn it...

Keep your character...

"I learned it secretly."

"Yeah" Tang Xuejin nodded and said, "Then you are quite talented."

The talented player in the hero's mouth swallowed the saliva in her mouth. She really didn't know what to reply now.

Fusang lowered his head to look at the line and replied honestly, "I think so too."

"How about I teach you how to read tomorrow? You just have nothing to do at home during the off-season."

"This is too troublesome for you."

"No trouble, don't you want to learn to write your name?"

She really didn't want to, so she pretended not to know and wrote the words "Zhang Erya" on a piece of white paper.

"How about it?"

Tang Xuejin continued to ask, and he involuntarily leaned closer, wanting to hear her reply.

"I..." The moment Fusang raised his head, his forehead slightly touched Tang Xuejin's chin.

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly became silent, and everyone's senses were extremely sensitive.

"what?"

Tang Xuejin looked at her.

"I said I like to learn. Yes, I have always been eager to learn knowledge."

Fuso stood up excitedly. In order to break up the strange atmosphere, she directly dictated 500 words about how she loves learning.

Tang Xuejin patiently listened to her long speech, thinking about how she had just started talking a lot, and said funnyly, "As long as you like it."

Fuso sewed the clothes and threw them away quickly.

"I'm going to bed. I have to be energetic to study tomorrow."

"Um"

The hard life began. Fusang pretended not to understand every day, and practiced Chinese calligraphy at home every day. Sometimes she was pulled by Tang Xuejin and asked what was the meaning of "In the beginning, human nature is inherently good"?

This miserable life was stopped by a letter.

That was a letter from Xue Xue, which lasted five pages.

Fusang was listening to Tang Xuejin reading the contents of the letter, thinking in his mind why Xue Xue even wrote down the trivial things every day.

After reading the fourth letter, Tang Xuejin stopped reading. Fusang was surprised that his expression suddenly changed.

I saw him closing the letter and saying, "Erya, let's go to the north."