After Entering the Wrong Wedding Chamber, I Went to Farm with a Sullen Powerhouse. – Chapter 135

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第135章 把她弄哭
颜芙凝动了动腿,避开他的触碰。

身为现代人的芯子,被人看到了腿,没什么大不了的。

更何况,她这会盖着大腿,只膝盖与小腿被他看到。

只是此人迂腐自负,又有些莫名其妙,不知啥时候又会说教何为男女大防,何为矜持,教她心神不宁。

傅辞翊站起身,哑声问:“可要包扎?”

颜芙凝将被角往腿下盖了盖:“不用,破了皮不用包扎,这样才好得快,就是不知道会不会落疤?”

说到此处,嗓音含了哭腔,娇娇弱弱的。

听得傅辞翊俊眉蹙起。

顿了片刻,她又道:“手心落了疤,膝盖也落了疤,会丑。”

傅辞翊:“是方才桥边摔的?”

她也不瞒他,“嗯”了一声。

“怎会如此不小心?划破手心,烫到手,摔到膝盖……”傅辞翊眉头愈发拧紧,脸庞冷峻,嗓音染上几分隐怒,“颜芙凝,你已及笄,怎么还似孩童一般?”

被他如此斥责,颜芙凝眼眶红了。

“你,你这么说我,伱当我是愿意摔的吗?”

还不是为了给他送伞?

本就波光潋滟的眸子,瞬间氤氲起一层水雾,汇聚成大颗大颗的泪珠儿,扑簌簌往下掉。

很快变成两道泪水流,往下淌。

傅辞翊眼底闪现一层惊慌失措,俯身帮她抹泪。

奈何她像是水做的,泪水怎么抹都抹不干。

颜芙凝呆住了。

眼泪唰唰地流,神情却呆愣住。

他在摸她的脸。

反应过来,一把抓住他的手:“傅辞翊,你摸我!”

傅辞翊修长的手指一顿:“嗯?”

“摸,摸,摸我的脸。”

“我在给你抹泪。”

她别开头:“我不要你抹。”倏然反应过来,“你好意思说我,谁菜刀切到手指了?”

说着,她的两只手抓住他的左手,认认真真地看他指尖的伤。

傅辞翊再抬右手,大拇指指腹在她脸上轻轻将泪拭去。

嫩豆腐般的脸蛋,真好摸。

还想捏一捏。

就知不知道捏一把,她会不会哭?
带着泪水捏起来,手感不知有无影响?

如此想了,却是不敢真捏。

好不容易抹干的泪水,他不能再惹她哭了。

就是她哭起来的模样,无端勾人。

心底隐约有个声音叫嚣着,把她弄哭!
傅辞翊将右手负到背后,克制住想要捏她脸的冲动。然,左手被她拉着,他只好站着任由她检查自己指尖的伤。

只是,此般站着,她艳若桃李的粉面,清清楚楚地映入他的眼帘。

说实在话,他有些喜欢看她哭,且,还喜欢听她哭的声音。

他怕不是个变态吧?

心底蓦然躁郁不已。

这时,颜芙凝放开他的手:“伤口愈合得很好,疤痕浅浅淡淡,不仔细看,瞧不出来。”

傅辞翊清了清嗓子:“脚盆里要不要加热水?”

说话时低眸,入目所见,水里两只白嫩的小脚丫格外可爱。

“不用了。”颜芙凝动了动莹润的脚趾,“我要起来穿裙子,你先出去好么?”

傅辞翊喉结微滚:“好,别再摔了。”

颜芙凝一噎,有他这么说话的吗?

天色渐暗。

雨,丝毫没有减小的趋势。

阿力要在傅家冲澡,遂撑伞去自个家取干爽衣裳。

傅北墨则先去茅房隔间冲洗,他洗好出来,阿力正好回来。

灶间,傅辞翊淘了米,下锅。

颜芙凝进来,取了一条先前晒好的鱼干,切成段装盘。大白菜切段亦装盘,腊肉切片,铺在菜上。

两道菜搁到饭架上。

饭架底下煮饭,饭架上蒸菜,一锅蒸煮了。

傅南窈将熬煮好的姜汤分两碗装,端去堂屋。

傅北墨先喝了一碗。

见堂屋没有阿力身影,傅南窈便扯开嗓门喊:“阿力,快来堂屋喝姜汤。”

阿力刚刚冲洗好。

听到喊声,跑来堂屋,端起碗,大口喝姜汤。

此刻的他,身上只穿了条裤衩。

傅南窈看到光着身子的阿力,怔愣一瞬,喊道:“登徒子,你怎么不穿衣裳?”

姜汤辣口,喝得阿力张嘴哈气,说的话便有些断断续续的:“我头一次在你家冲澡,没经验。进去冲了,冲好发现衣裳都放在堂屋了,我身上这裤子还是方才淋过雨的。”

要出来时,实在无法,只好将湿的里裤给套上了。

傅北墨大笑:“阿力,你可真傻!”

婉娘瞧不见,再则阿力与北墨一般,半大小子一个,不穿衣裳没什么。

遂开口:“湿裤衩还得脱下来,去北墨房间穿吧。下回去冲洗,墙上有个勾子可以挂衣裳。”

“好的,婶婶。”

眼眸转向傅南窈,阿力红了脸,连忙捞起放在竹椅上的衣裳,跑往傅北墨房间。

傅南窈指着他的背影,嗤道:“他还脸红了,瘦得跟猴一样,有什么好看的?”

傅北墨怼她:“那你别看。”

“傅北墨!”傅南窈恼了,“又不是我要看的。”

灶间,颜芙凝拿了个萝卜洗净,斜刀切块。腊肉又切了些,此刻切的是厚片。

傅辞翊在灶膛后烧火,开始煮饭蒸菜。

颜芙凝把煮过姜汤的锅刷干净,对灶膛后的他道:“另一口锅也烧起来吧。”

傅辞翊应声,从外侧的灶膛取了两根烧的正旺的柴禾,塞去了内侧灶膛。

两边分别添了新柴。

颜芙凝看锅热起来,便开始烧萝卜炖腊肉。

堂屋一直吵吵嚷嚷的,夫妻俩一人烧火,一人在灶台前忙碌,皆没空去理会。

天落雨,事情又多,傅家的晚饭就晚了些。

吃饭时,颜芙凝这才问起方才吵什么。

“说起这事,我心里还有气。”傅南窈拿筷子戳了块萝卜,“就是阿力没穿衣服跑到堂屋来了,我都看见了。”

颜芙凝惊愕:“没穿衣服?”

傅南窈瞪了埋头吃饭的阿力一眼,气道:“对啊,他干衣裳放在堂屋,嫂嫂,你说他傻不傻?”

颜芙凝窘得不好接话。

不是吧,不会啥衣服都没穿吧?
阿力不像是个傻的。

为了吃饱饭,懂得利用北墨的善良,还求他们家收留他,可见是有小聪明的。

虽说没有父母教导,幸好不曾学坏,为人老实,心思亦算单纯。

傅辞翊似乎看出她的猜测,直接道:“阿力不至于傻到没穿裤子。”

(本章完)

After Entering the Wrong Wedding Chamber, I Went to Farm with a Sullen Powerhouse.

After Entering the Wrong Wedding Chamber, I Went to Farm with a Sullen Powerhouse.

入错洞房后,我跟阴鸷权臣去种田
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On the day of the grand wedding, due to a twist of fate, the bride mistakenly entered the wrong bridal chamber. Yan Funing saw that her new husband turned out to be someone she had previously offended. Realizing that he would soon become a cold and ruthless power minister with cruel methods, her legs went weak. Unexpectedly, the day after their wedding, they were sent to the countryside to farm. Not wanting to follow the path of a disposable female lead, she worked hard to build a family business, trying to win him over and be a good nominal wife. Fu Ciyi discovered that his new bride was a woman who had previously rejected his marriage proposal. He could have immediately sought a divorce, but he suddenly changed his mind. A woman like her was perfect for daily torment. Little did he expect this woman to be delicate and charming, with every frown and smile alluring him... He tried hard to restrain himself, only to find that the one being tormented was himself. One day, Fu Ciyi was attacked and struck on the head; thereafter, he frequently dreamed of a woman. In his dreams, he never clearly saw her face, but he knew she had a birthmark on her body, resembling a blooming lotus... One evening, while Yan Funing was bathing in her room, she accidentally exposed her waist, which he saw. The cold man narrowed his phoenix eyes, a complex emotion hidden deep within them that she couldn't comprehend. Feeling inexplicably panicked and wanting to escape, the man tightened his grip on her waist and frowned as he warned, "Don't tempt me again!" Yan Funing: "..." Who was it that held onto her waist without letting go?

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