Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies-Chapter 75 - 73 This Man Is Not So Simple
75: Chapter 73 This Man Is Not So Simple
75 -73 This Man Is Not So Simple
Evening sleep was still the moment Rong Yan felt the most uncomfortable.
Qin Ye was a chronically ill author, but his intense presence was simply undeniable.
At the same time, she understood why there was no heated brick bed in the house; this guy was comparable to a furnace!
Indeed, when she awoke the following day, she found herself almost clinging onto him.
When their eyes met, Rong Yan wished she could vanish on the spot…
Qin Ye noticed her shyness and truly felt a burst of joy inside.
“Awake now, are you going to get up?
It’s a bit cold outside, you can sleep a little longer.”
Rong Yan immediately suppressed that bit of discomfort, “No, I’ll get up now, don’t forget, people from the village are coming to our house to work today.”
Qin Ye especially loved to hear her say “our house.”
“That’s hard work for you!”
“Yeah, it is indeed a bit hard!
So, you should be more accommodating to me in the future.” For example, if I say I want to leave, you can’t try to stop me.
Of course, if she truly wanted to leave, she wouldn’t be afraid of him trying to stop her at all.
The only thing on this earth that could keep her…
would be if she herself was willing.
For now, she just felt a tiny bit of fondness for his looks and his physique, nothing more when it came to anything else.
Where in this world do you find that much love at first sight?
Qin Ye’s eyes sparkled, “Alright, I’ll listen to you.”
As long as she was willing to live with him, being accommodating was the least he could do, right?
Rong Yan: …
She had mentioned it casually; he didn’t have to take it so seriously.
“…I’m getting up.” Otherwise, it would be even harder to meet his gaze.
She wasn’t someone with exceptionally thick skin; how could she not feel that he was interested in her?
For the future, she hadn’t considered what she would do, so it was better to avoid these feelings for now.
With this thought, her slightly fluttering heart instantly calmed down.
The chill that hit her upon emerging from the blankets made her shiver.
At that moment, she had the urge to dive back under the covers.
Seeing her shiver, Qin Ye felt a twinge of heartache; his house indeed was a bit cold.
Rong Yan dressed quickly.
When Qin Ye saw her about to leave, he said, “Wife, wait a moment.”
Rong Yan looked at him, “What is it?”
Qin Ye pulled out a sheet of paper from under the pillow, “Have a look, are you satisfied with this?”
Rong Yan took the not-so-large sheet of paper, which was very easy to understand.
“…You drew this?” When did he draw it?
She had no idea.
“I thought about it last night, tell me if it’s okay?
If there’s anything you want to change, just say it.”
Rong Yan looked it over; the drawing on the paper basically met her requirements.
In this era, it was indeed quite satisfactory.
“Not bad, let’s go with this.
I didn’t expect you to have some talent for this.”
Seeing her approval, the corners of Qin Ye’s mouth curled up almost imperceptibly, “My dad draws even better.”
Hearing his words, Rong Yan grew a bit curious about his father.
But now was not the time to ask about that, “I’m heading out.”
When she came out, she found those who had risen early were up even earlier than her.
“Sister-in-law.” Qin Mei was the first to greet her.
“Morning.” Rong Yan looked at the young girl’s shy smile and felt even better.
Qin Yu came over, “There’s hot water in the pot.”
“Okay, I’ll go wash up.” Rong Yan wasn’t accustomed to speaking too much to others just after getting out of bed.
