The servants here are always sensible. They knew that there was an outsider named Xu Erniang in the house, but they still left without raising their heads, seeming to be very relieved about her.
Mr. Zhao coughed lightly and looked at the servants retreating "knowingly", feeling panicked for no reason in his heart.
Especially when she saw Xu Erniang walking over with a smile, her coughing became heavier, and her slender hands on her knees had already been clenched into fists out of patience.
He never took the initiative to talk to her, and most of the time he didn't respond to her questions. When he was annoyed, he would stare at her with his slightly upturned phoenix eyes.
When he was happy, his bloodless lips would slightly curl up, and his eyes were filled with tenderness that he didn't even know he had.
But it was only for a moment, and he ran away as if he had encountered some fierce beast.
But not long after, under her tireless obsession, he continued to glare at her with his phoenix eyes, as if he wanted her to retreat in spite of the difficulties, and as if he was sending a secret signal to her, asking her to continue his obsession.
Mr. Zhao is the kind of person who needs the sun to continuously shine and give him warmth. In the past few years, Xu Erniang's appearance has been like the sun, constantly melting him. Finally, at a certain moment that Mr. Zhao himself did not know, he passed
critical point.
But, he didn't know it, but she saw it.
But because she wanted to see how deep he was without realizing it, she never pointed it out.
Xu Erniang squatted in front of him, looked up at his panicked and evasive eyes, and watched with interest for a while, then stood up, came to the stone table, and added charcoal and hot water to the small stove.
The charcoal fire crackled and burned...
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The servants here are always sensible. They knew that there was an outsider named Xu Erniang in the house, but they still left without raising their heads, seeming to be very relieved about her.
Mr. Zhao coughed lightly and looked at the servants retreating "knowingly", feeling panicked for no reason in his heart.
Especially when she saw Xu Erniang walking over with a smile, her coughing became even heavier, and her slender hands on her knees had already been clenched into fists out of endurance.
He never took the initiative to talk to her, and most of the time he didn't respond to her questions. When he was annoyed, he would stare at her with his slightly upturned phoenix eyes.
When he was happy, his bloodless lips would slightly curl up, and his eyes were filled with tenderness that he didn't even know he had.
But it was only for a moment, and he ran away as if he had encountered some ferocious beast.
But not long after, under her tireless obsession, he continued to glare at her with phoenix eyes, as if he wanted her to retreat in spite of the difficulties, and as if he was sending a secret signal to her, asking her to continue her obsession.
Mr. Zhao is the kind of person who needs the sun to continuously shine and give him warmth. In the past few years, Xu Erniang's appearance has been like the sun, constantly melting him. Finally, at a certain moment that Mr. Zhao himself did not know, he passed
critical point.
But, he didn't know it, but she saw it.
But because she wanted to see how deep he was without realizing it, she never pointed it out.
Xu Erniang squatted in front of him, looked up at his panicked and evasive eyes, and watched with interest for a while. Then she stood up, came to the stone table, and added charcoal and hot water to the small stove.
The charcoal fire crackled and burned. The servants here were always sensible. Even though they knew that there was an outsider like Xu Erniang in the house, they still left without raising their heads. They seemed to be very relieved about her.
Mr. Zhao coughed lightly and looked at the servants retreating "knowingly", feeling panicked for no reason in his heart.
Especially when she saw Xu Erniang walking over with a smile, her coughing became even heavier, and her slender hands on her knees had already been clenched into fists out of endurance.
He never took the initiative to talk to her, and most of the time he didn't respond to her questions. When he was annoyed, he would stare at her with his slightly upturned phoenix eyes.
When he was happy, his bloodless lips would slightly curl up, and his eyes were filled with tenderness that he didn't even know he had.
But it was only for a moment, and he ran away as if he had encountered some ferocious beast.
But not long after, under her tireless obsession, he continued to glare at her with his phoenix eyes, as if he wanted her to retreat in spite of the difficulties, and as if he was sending a secret signal to her, asking her to continue his obsession.
Mr. Zhao is the kind of person who needs the sun to continuously shine and give him warmth. In the past few years, Xu Erniang's appearance has been like the sun, constantly melting him. Finally, at a certain moment that Mr. Zhao himself did not know, he passed
critical point.
But, he didn't know it, but she saw it.
But because she wanted to see how deep he was without realizing it, she never pointed it out.
Xu Erniang squatted in front of him, looked up at his panicked and evasive eyes, and watched with interest for a while. Then she stood up, came to the stone table, and added charcoal and hot water to the small stove.
The charcoal fire crackled and burned. The servants here were always sensible. Even though they knew that there was an outsider like Xu Erniang in the house, they still left without raising their heads. They seemed to be very relieved about her.
Mr. Zhao coughed lightly and looked at the servants retreating "knowingly", feeling panicked for no reason in his heart.
Especially when she saw Xu Erniang walking over with a smile, her coughing became even heavier, and her slender hands on her knees had already been clenched into fists out of endurance.
He never took the initiative to talk to her, and most of the time he didn't respond to her questions. When he was annoyed, he would stare at her with his slightly upturned phoenix eyes.
When he was happy, his bloodless lips would slightly curl up, and his eyes were filled with tenderness that he didn't even know he had.
But it was only for a moment, and he ran away as if he had encountered some ferocious beast.
But not long after, under her tireless obsession, he continued to glare at her with his phoenix eyes, as if he wanted her to retreat in spite of the difficulties, and as if he was sending a secret signal to her, asking her to continue his obsession.
Mr. Zhao is the kind of person who needs the sun to continuously shine and give him warmth. In the past few years, Xu Erniang's appearance has been like the sun, constantly melting him. Finally, at a certain moment that Mr. Zhao himself did not know, he passed
critical point.
But, he didn't know it, but she saw it.
But because she wanted to see how deep he was without realizing it, she never pointed it out.
Xu Erniang squatted in front of him, looked up at his panicked and evasive eyes, and watched with interest for a while. Then she stood up, came to the stone table, and added charcoal and hot water to the small stove.
The charcoal fire crackled and burned. The servants here were always sensible. Even though they knew that there was an outsider like Xu Erniang in the house, they still left without raising their heads. They seemed to be very relieved about her.
Mr. Zhao coughed lightly and looked at the servants retreating "knowingly", feeling panicked for no reason in his heart.
Especially when she saw Xu Erniang walking over with a smile, her coughing became even heavier, and her slender hands on her knees had already been clenched into fists out of endurance.
He never took the initiative to talk to her, and most of the time he didn't respond to her questions. When he was annoyed, he would stare at her with his slightly upturned phoenix eyes.
When he was happy, his bloodless lips would slightly curl up, and his eyes were filled with tenderness that he didn't even know he had.
But it was only for a moment, and he ran away as if he had encountered some ferocious beast.
But not long after, under her tireless obsession, he continued to glare at her with his phoenix eyes, as if he wanted her to retreat in spite of the difficulties, and as if he was sending a secret signal to her, asking her to continue his obsession.
Mr. Zhao is the kind of person who needs the sun to continuously shine and give him warmth. In the past few years, Xu Erniang's appearance has been like the sun, constantly melting him. Finally, at a certain moment that Mr. Zhao himself did not know, he passed
critical point.
But, he didn't know it, but she saw it.
But because she wanted to see how deep he was without realizing it, she never pointed it out.
Xu Erniang squatted in front of him, looked up at his panicked and evasive eyes, and watched with interest for a while. Then she stood up, came to the stone table, and added charcoal and hot water to the small stove.
The charcoal fire crackled and burned. The servants here were always sensible. Even though they knew that there was an outsider like Xu Erniang in the house, they still left without raising their heads. They seemed to be very relieved about her.
Mr. Zhao coughed lightly and looked at the servants retreating "knowingly", feeling panicked for no reason in his heart.
Especially when she saw Xu Erniang walking over with a smile, her coughing became even heavier, and her slender hands on her knees had already been clenched into fists out of endurance.
He never took the initiative to talk to her, and most of the time he didn't respond to her questions. When he was annoyed, he would stare at her with his slightly upturned phoenix eyes.
When he was happy, his bloodless lips would slightly curl up, and his eyes were filled with tenderness that he didn't even know he had.
But it was only for a moment, and he ran away as if he had encountered some ferocious beast.
But not long after, under her tireless obsession, he continued to glare at her with his phoenix eyes, as if he wanted her to retreat in spite of the difficulties, and as if he was sending a secret signal to her, asking her to continue his obsession.
Mr. Zhao is the kind of person who needs the sun to continuously shine and give him warmth. In the past few years, Xu Erniang's appearance has been like the sun, constantly melting him. Finally, at a certain moment that Mr. Zhao himself did not know, he passed
critical point.
But, he didn't know it, but she saw it.
But because she wanted to see how deep he was without realizing it, she never pointed it out.
Xu Erniang squatted in front of him, looked up at his panicked and evasive eyes, and watched with interest for a while. Then she stood up, came to the stone table, and added charcoal and hot water to the small stove.
The charcoal fire crackled and burned. The servants here were always sensible. Even though they knew that there was an outsider like Xu Erniang in the house, they still left without raising their heads. They seemed to be very relieved about her.
Mr. Zhao coughed lightly and looked at the servants retreating "knowingly", feeling panicked for no reason in his heart.
Especially when she saw Xu Erniang walking over with a smile, her coughing became even heavier, and her slender hands on her knees had already been clenched into fists out of endurance.
He never took the initiative to talk to her, and most of the time he didn't respond to her questions. When he was annoyed, he would stare at her with his slightly upturned phoenix eyes.
When he was happy, his bloodless lips would slightly curl up, and his eyes were filled with tenderness that he didn't even know he had.
But it was only for a moment, and he ran away as if he had encountered some ferocious beast.
But not long after, under her tireless obsession, he continued to glare at her with his phoenix eyes, as if he wanted her to retreat in spite of the difficulties, and as if he was sending a secret signal to her, asking her to continue his obsession.
Mr. Zhao is the kind of person who needs the sun to continuously shine and give him warmth. In the past few years, Xu Erniang's appearance has been like the sun, constantly melting him. Finally, at a certain moment that Mr. Zhao himself did not know, he passed
critical point.
But, he didn't know it, but she saw it.
But because she wanted to see how deep he was without realizing it, she never pointed it out.
Xu Erniang squatted in front of him, looked up at his panicked and evasive eyes, and watched with interest for a while. Then she stood up, came to the stone table, and added charcoal and hot water to the small stove.
The charcoal fire crackled and burned. The servants here were always sensible. Even though they knew that there was an outsider like Xu Erniang in the house, they still left without raising their heads. They seemed to be very relieved about her.
Mr. Zhao coughed lightly and looked at the servants retreating "knowingly", feeling panicked for no reason in his heart.
Especially when she saw Xu Erniang walking over with a smile, her coughing became even heavier, and her slender hands on her knees had already been clenched into fists out of endurance.
He never took the initiative to talk to her, and most of the time he didn't respond to her questions. When he was annoyed, he would stare at her with his slightly upturned phoenix eyes.
When he was happy, his bloodless lips would slightly curl up, and his eyes were filled with tenderness that he didn't even know he had.
But it was only for a moment, and he ran away as if he had encountered some ferocious beast.
But not long after, under her tireless obsession, he continued to glare at her with his phoenix eyes, as if he wanted her to retreat in spite of the difficulties, and as if he was sending a secret signal to her, asking her to continue his obsession.
Mr. Zhao is the kind of person who needs the sun to continuously shine and give him warmth. In the past few years, Xu Erniang's appearance has been like the sun, constantly melting him. Finally, at a certain moment that Mr. Zhao himself did not know, he passed
critical point.
But, he didn't know it, but she saw it.
But because she wanted to see how deep he was without realizing it, she never pointed it out.
Xu Erniang squatted in front of him, looked up at his panicked and evasive eyes, and watched with interest for a while. Then she stood up, came to the stone table, and added charcoal and hot water to the small stove.
The charcoal fire crackled and burned. The servants here were always sensible. Even though they knew that there was an outsider like Xu Erniang in the house, they still left without raising their heads. They seemed to be very relieved about her.
Mr. Zhao coughed lightly and looked at the servants retreating "knowingly", feeling panicked for no reason in his heart.
Especially when she saw Xu Erniang walking over with a smile, her coughing became even heavier, and her slender hands on her knees had already been clenched into fists out of endurance.
He never took the initiative to talk to her, and most of the time he didn't respond to her questions. When he was annoyed, he would stare at her with his slightly upturned phoenix eyes.
When he was happy, his bloodless lips would slightly curl up, and his eyes were filled with tenderness that he didn't even know he had.
But it was only for a moment, and he ran away as if he had encountered some ferocious beast.
But not long after, under her tireless obsession, he continued to glare at her with his phoenix eyes, as if he wanted her to retreat in spite of the difficulties, and as if he was sending a secret signal to her, asking her to continue his obsession.
Mr. Zhao is the kind of person who needs the sun to continuously shine and give him warmth. In the past few years, Xu Erniang's appearance has been like the sun, constantly melting him. Finally, at a certain moment that Mr. Zhao himself did not know, he passed
critical point.
But, he didn't know it, but she saw it.
But because she wanted to see how deep he was without realizing it, she never pointed it out.
Xu Erniang squatted in front of him, looked up at his panicked and evasive eyes, and watched with interest for a while. Then she stood up, came to the stone table, and added charcoal and hot water to the small stove.
