Siheyuan: This is really immoral

Spring nights are worth thousands of dollars.

After all, the wooden bed had suffered damage throughout the night. When the morning light shone into the room, Ran Qiuye opened his tired eyes.

"You're awake."

Lin Zhuang was holding her in his arms, with one hand staying in the same position all night. Ran Qiuye didn't care about being shy and complained, "No matter how much I scream, it hurts so much. How can I teach my students today?"

Lin Zhuang chuckled and moved his palm slightly.

"I'll apply some medicine on you later, and I promise it won't hurt so much later."

Ran Qiuye looked up, "Really?"

"How can I lie to you? Take a rest. I'll make breakfast."

"Should I give you the medicine, or do you want to do it yourself?"

Ran Qiuye blushed. How could she let Lin Zhuang apply the ointment on her? But where?

"I, I can go on my own..."

Lin Zhuang nodded, reluctantly touched his clothes one last time before putting them on, "I'll go get the medicine from the car now."

"Why do you have this medicine in your car?"

Facing Ran Qiuye's question, Lin Zhuang remained calm and said, "This medicine has many uses, pain relief and swelling reduction is just one of them. As someone who often goes to the countryside, I naturally have to prepare it just in case."

"Oh." Ran Qiuye didn't doubt it this time and said, "Then go get it."

After a while, Lin Zhuang took a walk outside. Fortunately, he made a lot more last time, so he knew that this thing would be very useful. Now it came in handy.

He was holding a small bag in his hand, which contained a handful of rice that he had just taken out from the space.

"Here you go. Just apply a thin layer. Wait a while before putting on your pants. This stuff is cool. You will feel the pain reduced right after applying it. The swelling will go down in a while..."

"S-Stop talking!!!"

What to wear pants... What to reduce pain... What to reduce swelling...

Feeling very ashamed, Ran Qiuye hurriedly interrupted Lin Zhuang's words, not daring to believe what embarrassing words he would say if he continued.

Lin Zhuang suppressed his laughter. "Okay, I'll go cook now. Do you want anything for breakfast?"

"It's all right..." At this point, Ran Qiuye thought of the fact that his family didn't have much food left, and said with a bit of embarrassment: "I, it seems that there is nothing to eat at home..."

"It's okay. I just happen to have some in my car. Just focus on healing your wounds... Rest for a while. I'll call you when you're almost well."

"You go out..."

Ran Qiuye felt dizzy when he heard the word "healing". He buried his head in the pillow and pulled the quilt to cover himself.

"..."

At breakfast.

Each person had a large bowl of white porridge with just the right thickness, fried bean sticks and a potato chip. Although they were all vegetarian dishes, Lin Zhuang fried them with lard.

Both dishes were shiny and greasy, and it was obvious that a lot of oil was used.

After being called out by Lin Zhuang, Ran Qiuye sat on a stool, handed the remaining ointment to Lin Zhuang and said, "Here is the ointment."

“Isn’t it very useful?”

Although Ran Qiuye was a little shy, she said truthfully in a realistic manner: "The effect is very good. I have never seen such a powerful ointment."

Lin Zhuang did not take the ointment, but said to her:

"I'll leave it with you. Maybe it will be useful in the future."

"There's no later. There's no later." Ran Qiuye glared. Even if there was, he was not allowed to use so much force!

Of course, she was too embarrassed to say the following sentence.

Lin Zhuang raised his eyebrows. It was already at this point. It was no longer up to her to decide whether there would be a future. He said very gently:

"Come and have some porridge. Look how well it's cooked. The dishes won't taste any worse."

Ran Qiuye then noticed the color, aroma, and taste of the food in front of her... She didn't know the taste yet, but the appearance was good. She put her little nose close to smell it and said in surprise: "This... is it fried with lard???"

Lin Zhuang said as a matter of course: "Yes, how else can it be fried so brightly?"

"How much lard is needed..." Ran Qiuye muttered with heartache, but still honestly picked up the food with chopsticks and took a bite.

"Wow! It's delicious!"

"What a nice smell! The lard smells so nice!!"

Lin Zhuang patted her little head and said, "Eat quickly. Don't you have to go to work after eating?"

"Ok!"

Ran Qiuye nodded obediently. She couldn't help but eat heartily without Lin Zhuang's reminder.

After dinner, Lin Zhuang put away the dishes. Ran Qiuye changed his clothes and came out. Seeing Lin Zhuang busying around, she immediately took over the work in his hands.

"I'm here, just put it down, I'll be quick."

Lin Zhuang's bowl was snatched away by her, so he had no choice but to follow her lead and said, "You are not feeling well, so I should have come to make you better..."

"Don't mention it again!" Ran Qiuye said angrily.

This stinky man seemed to care about her on the surface, but it was hard for her not to suspect that this stinky man said it on purpose. He kept bringing it up, and maybe he was making fun of her poor fighting ability in his heart.

If Lin Zhuang knew her little thoughts, she would definitely explain with grievance: How could I be so bad? At most, I was just teasing you, but I still feel bad for you, okay?

But it is indeed as Ran Qiuye said.

She was indeed very quick in putting things away, much faster than him, and in a short while she had cleaned up the pots, bowls, stove and table.

"Lin Zhuang, did you forget to take this?" Ran Qiuye came out of the kitchen with a bowl in her hand. The bowl was filled with lard that Lin Zhuang took out from the space.

"No, this is what I left for you. Look how thin you are. Why don't you eat more?"

Ran Qiuye felt as sweet as if she had eaten a date, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up slightly, but she said sympathetically: "Is it too much? Do you have any more?"

"Of course I have it. Just use it. Don't save it. I'll give it to you when it's gone."

"it is good......"

Overnight, Ran Qiuye transformed from a girl into a woman. The maturity between her brows could not be concealed, especially the special smell on her body.

And it was different in front of Lin Zhuang.

There is a feeling that the other party has changed from a respected teacher to his woman, especially since she still looks like a little bird, and it seems that whatever Lin Zhuang says is the truth.

It seemed as if in the blink of an eye, he became her backbone.

This feeling gave Lin Zhuang an unstoppable sense of pleasure and happiness.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhuang touched her head and said, "I'll come over after you get off work. How about I cook dinner tonight?"

"Will this delay your work?"

Ran Qiuye's eyes seemed to be on Lin Zhuang, afraid that he would delay Lin Zhuang's own business.

"No, go to work."