her hair dry outside and returned to the room, Rong Zhaonan was already asleep. He lay with his back to her, quietly covered under a thin blanket.He was wearing an old white thin vest on his upper bo...Ning Yuan carried a basket of eggs and returned to the cow shed hut.

As soon as I got close, I saw Rong Zhaonan shirtless, carrying water from the well and washing each ox in the cattle pen.

Raindrops slid down his strong shoulders and along the ridges of his back, pooling in the dip of his waist.

Under the golden hues of dusk, the man's sculpted physique moved with a captivating sensuality. His every action radiated power and dynamism, as if his muscles themselves were flowing with light.

Wild and alluring.

Ning Yuan's footsteps faltered, a little stunned. Oh, so it turns out that a man's body can be so beautiful too.

Róng Zhāonán, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, spoke without turning back, "What are you looking at"

Ning Yuan quickly turned her flushed face away and coughed lightly, "It's nothing, I just wanted to say, we can have scallion scrambled eggs for dinner tonight!"

Rong Zhaonan turned his face, and looked at her with a sullen expression. Her neck was red, though.

He didn't point out that she had been staring straight at him from the moment she arrived.

He doesn't like being stared at by strangers, but he doesn't mind Ning Yuan looking at him.

Rong Zhaonan walked over with his paintbrush, and lowered his head to glance at the basket of eggs in her hand: “Did you go buy eggs”

Ning Yuan didn't dare to look up at him, shaking her head: "It was given to me by Manhua."

She lowered her eyelids, but she could still see his perfectly sculpted abs and mermaid lines. Unbidden, a flash of him pinning her down last night popped into her mind.

You're too close, don't get so close! She can't see this!

She almost choked on her own saliva: "Cough cough cough... That what... I'll go cook first."

After finishing, she quickly turned around and went into the house.

Rong Zhaonan watched her flee in disarray, twitching the corner of his lips, a glimmer of darkness unconsciously flashing in his eyes.

Seeing a man shirtless always makes me nervous to death. Little Agent probably doesn't have much experience dealing with men.

That's not close enough to Li Yan, I wouldn't say we are very familiar.

This judgment, it made him lower his eyes, the corner of his lips unconsciously curving up a little.

Ning Yuan rushed into the room, and her flushed face finally eased a little.

She slapped her forehead. What a loser.

She's been married before, for goodness sake! Why is she acting like a naive little girl, blushing every time she sees a boy

She shook her head and quickly started washing her hands to cook.

In half an hour, scallion pancakes, fried eggs and two vegetarian dishes were ready.

She also cooked a pot of pure rice for the first time!

Rong Zhao walked into the room and saw a fragrant dish of garlic chives stir-fried with eggs, two dishes of pork lard-cooked greens, and a small plate of pickled sour beans stir-fried with chili peppers and lard served as side dishes.

He wiped his sweat with a towel and casually asked, "So, no stir-fried pork belly today All vegetarian"

Asparagus beans were pickled by him, Ningyuan seemed to like them very much.

Ning Yuan let out a sigh of relief when she saw he had put on his worker's vest and placed the bowls and chopsticks: "It's not good to eat only cured pork all the time, smoked things can easily cause cancer. Vegetables are quite tasty too."

These days, the vegetables are fresh and tender, with a natural sweetness. They are pesticide-free and taste delicious no matter how you cook them.

Before, I never spared oil when cooking. I would just take a brush, dip it in some lard or vegetable oil and brush the pan once, then start stir-frying.

Now there are several jars of wild boar lard made with garlic and ginger at home, which is especially fragrant when stir-frying. ran away like a startled rabbit.Rong Zhaonan's eyes were cold and sharp. Did he look terrifying Or had she really been scared last night.Such a low psychological quality for a little spy, tsk, useles...