Chapter 62 The rough man sleeps with her in his arms

Author: Mu Shenghua

After eating and digesting, Jiang Miao told Yu Ying everything about what had just happened.

Yu Ying was so angry that she said she would go to Zhang Xiu to settle the score tomorrow.

If it weren't for her not being able to go out and watch the bloody scene with her two children, she would have hit Zhang Xiu's shameless mother-in-law with a stick.

Fortunately, the meat was not snatched away in the end, otherwise she would have killed him all night long.

Jiang Miao looked at Yu Yingyi's indignant look and couldn't help but smile and cheer her up, "Mom, don't be angry. Don't make yourself angry."

Yu Ying snorted angrily, "Wait, I will teach her a lesson tomorrow!"

She doesn't want to be ruined by such people's anger. If she doesn't take revenge tonight, she will definitely take revenge tomorrow!

After finishing eating and washing the big and small babies' faces and feet, Yu Ying took the portion of meat to process.

Just clean the meat a little and sell it tomorrow. But the fur needs to be washed first. Only by cleaning it can it be easily sold at a good price.

Jiang Miao and Cheng Huai returned to the house after taking a shower. The man was wearing a white, thin undershirt, tied loosely, revealing his well-defined muscles.

Jiang Miao couldn't help but look at it twice more, and couldn't look away.

Seeing that Cheng Huai was about to bend down to blow out the candles, she quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Cheng Huai, you can blow out the candles later."

Cheng Huai turned his head slightly doubtfully and was pulled by Jiang Miao to sit on the edge of the bed.

"What's wrong?" he asked in a calm voice.

Jiang Miao grabbed his palm and scratched it, then looked at his chest, "I want to see if you are injured."

The man pursed his lower lip, his chest feeling slightly warm, "No. Have you touched it?"

He had been touched by her several times today, and I don't know if it was a coincidence or something else.

"Having touched it is different from seeing it. Maybe you endured it on purpose." Jiang Miao looked serious.

Cheng Huai was silent, "I can't bear it."

"Then show me, otherwise I won't be relieved." After saying that, Jiang Miao reached out and took off his clothes.

Cheng Huai's eyebrows skipped a beat and he quickly stopped her hand. His low and rough voice was a bit nervous: "I'll do it myself."

He stood up, turned his back to Jiang Miao and took off his clothes. The man had broad shoulders and a strong waist, and every muscle in his back showed vigorous strength.

Jiang Miao blinked her eyes. Now she couldn't look away. The rough man was really strong, with strong arms and a thick waist.

Of course, there are many scars on his back, almost all of which are knife wounds and arrow wounds. It seems that he has really been on the battlefield and killed the enemy.

Jiang Miao couldn't help but feel a little distressed. How did he survive so many injuries?

Realizing that Jiang Miao remained silent, presumably she had finished reading, Cheng Huai hesitated for a while, then slowly turned around to let her look ahead.

It was obviously a hot day, but the woman Chi Guoguo looked at her with an inexplicable feeling of fear.

Seeing Jiang Miao glance at her, he immediately went to put on his clothes, a touch of warmth creeping into his cold face.

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment and hurriedly shouted: "Cheng Huai, I haven't finished reading yet!"

She ran out of bed, grabbed his clothes and threw them aside. She reached out and touched a wound on his abdomen. It was not big, but there was still a trace of blood coming out.

The man groaned, stepped back, and held her thin hand at the same time.

Jiang Miao raised her head, "You still said you weren't hurt?"

Cheng Huai was stunned for a moment and looked down: "This little injury doesn't matter." He didn't feel it at all when he took a shower.

Thinking of the scar on his back, Jiang Miao's eyes felt sore and hot for no reason: "I'll get you some medicine."

"No need." Seeing her quickly running to the cabinet to get the medicine, Cheng Huai silenced himself in time and lowered his eyes to look at his small wound.

After bringing the medicine over, Jiang Miao pulled Cheng Huai to sit by the bed and applied the ointment to him.

The woman's hand is slightly warm and soft, and the cold ointment mixed with it falls on the abdomen, which is a kind of torture for the man.

He held his breath, frowned slightly, and wanted to grab the little hand at his waist and put it in another place.

After applying the medicine, Jiang Miao lowered her head slightly and blew on it. She looked up into his rich and dark eyes and couldn't help but ask softly: "Does it hurt?"

Cheng Huai shook his head and pursed his lips tightly.

Seeing Jiang Miao's eyes gradually turn red, he couldn't help but panic, and quickly grabbed her wrist, "It doesn't hurt, don't cry."

"Why am I crying?" Jiang Miao laughed, and tears fell from her sore and swollen eyes.

This was different from the tears she shed when she was arguing with everyone just now. She really cried.

Cheng Huai was completely panicked and he couldn't help but hugged her into his arms, but he didn't know how to comfort her.

He has never coaxed a woman, let alone his young wife.

She never expected that Cheng Huai would suddenly take her into his arms. Jiang Miao suddenly blushed and didn't know where to place her hands. The tip of her nose was filled with the scent of a rough man, which enveloped her thickly.

Especially since he was not wearing any clothes, he could directly feel the temperature of his skin and strong muscles. It was very hot, burning like fire.

The candlelight in front of her eyes became brighter. She touched his waist and quickly grabbed his arm. She resisted the temptation of beauty and said, "Cheng Huai, please put on your clothes first."

Cheng Huai quickly put her down and ran to get dressed. He was so busy that he almost couldn't put on his sleeves, and his expression was colorful.

Jiang Miao couldn't help but smile. Seeing that he had put on his clothes, the redness on his face also dissipated a lot.

Cheng Huai looked at her silently, and when he found that she was smiling, he was secretly relieved.

"Blow out the candles." Jiang Miao pointed to the candle.

Cheng Huai immediately turned around and blew out the candle, stood there for a while and then quietly sat down on the bed and lay down.

After a while, Jiang Miao slowly moved over and put her hand on him.

Cheng Huai stiffened for a moment, turned his head and saw that she had closed her eyes and slept, and quickly adapted.

He slowly turned sideways, stretched out his hands to wrap her tightly in his arms, and placed his arms on her waist and tightened slightly.

Jiang Miao didn't say a word, but her heartbeat was beating rapidly, so in the past when she fell asleep, the rough man would hold her to sleep like this.

She pursed her lower lip, smelled the familiar and reassuring scent, and reached out to hug him with some tentativeness.

The warmth comes, which is a very reassuring feeling, making people feel comfortable both physically and mentally.

When being hugged by Jiang Miao, Cheng Huai was pleasantly surprised for a moment. In the past, she had curled up in front of her with her hands curled up, but now she hugged him unconsciously.

He raised his lips slightly and moved closer to her calmly, his heart jumping for joy.

Jiang Miao also involuntarily raised her lips. She probably liked the rough man.

Worry about him, feel sorry for him, miss him well, and like him.

She thought that rough men should also like her, the kind they like very much.

After Jiang Miao came to the conclusion, she felt a burning sensation in her heart rushing straight to her brain, making her want to open her eyes and confess her feelings to him directly.
Chapter completed!