Space Farming: The Rough Man Orion Dotes on His Wife Excessively

In the early morning, the sky is clear and crisp, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Gu Rao was awakened by the chirping of birds outside the window. He opened the paper window and saw the light blue sky in the distance, and his mood became better for no reason.

It has been nearly half a month since she came to this strange era. She had been lingering on the hospital bed some time ago, and she could only get out of bed yesterday.

The man who had been taking care of her went hunting in the mountains again when she was almost in good health. It had been three days since then and he hadn't come back yet.

Gu Rao breathed a sigh of relief.

She had been single for twenty-eight years in her previous life, and suddenly she had a husband. You can imagine the awkwardness in her heart. She didn't know how to get along with that man in a short period of time.

"Bang bang—"

There was a rapid banging on the door, followed by a sharp female voice, "The sun is shining on your butt, why don't you get up and start working soon?"

Gu Rao opened the door with no expression on her face, bypassed Liu Guihua and went to the kitchen. There was still a trace of heat in the pot, but there was no washing water left for her.

She lit a fire and boiled water herself.

Liu Guihua followed her, standing at the door of the kitchen with her hands on her hips, her brows furrowed, and she cursed, "You have to boil hot water to wash your face every day. Next time, go to the mountain to collect firewood yourself!"

"I left breakfast for you in the middle pot. After dinner, I went to the river to wash the clothes at home!"

Gu Rao didn't argue with her.

"Ah."

Opening the lid of the medium pot, there was indeed a bowl of sweet potato porridge and a steamed bun smaller than her fist. She didn't mind it, put it on the table and ate it slowly.

Liu Guihua watched her eating, and a calculation flashed quickly in her eyes.

Gu Rao lowered his head to eat and did not notice this scene.

-

Gu Rao carried the wooden basin filled with clothes and walked step by step towards the Changsha River, which was about three or four kilometers away from Taohua Village.

The day before yesterday, when I was in good health, Liu Guihua took me to meet him. People from the surrounding villages almost always took their clothes to the Changsha River to wash.

When he reached a fork in the road, Gu Rao stopped, found a stone to sit on, raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat, and looked up at the sky again.

It's spring now and the sun isn't very bright.

She sat there for a while. Not only was the heat in her body not relieved, it was getting hotter and hotter. Her fair and tender face felt a little hot.

This is not normal.

She used to think that her fever was due to being too tired from walking, and that she would be less hot after taking a rest, but now it seems...

Looking at the two roads in front of me, the words of Liu Guihua the day before yesterday rang in my ears.

"Next time you come to do laundry, take a shortcut and take this small road. Don't stupidly take the main road. The main road is one kilometer farther than the small road."

Gu Rao picked up the wooden basin and walked towards the road without looking back.

There was a rustling sound in the grass on the path. Gu Rao walked faster, and suddenly there was a rush of footsteps behind him.

At this moment, a mother and son walked towards each other from a distance.

Gu Rao shouted, "Aunt Zhang!"

The footsteps behind him stopped in vain, and then they ran in the opposite direction.

Gu Rao's tense heart beat violently, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. However, he felt dizzy in front of his eyes, his feet were a little weak, and the wooden basin in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Zhang Cuihua, who was not far away, was startled and quickly threw the washed clothes to her son and ran over.

"Bye wild wife, what's wrong with you?"

He knelt down and raised his hand to touch Gu Rao's forehead.

"Why is it so hot!"

"Do you have a fever? Let me carry you back!"

Gu Rao shook his head.

"not going back!"

Going back now will undoubtedly be like stepping out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den.

Zhang Cuihua was concerned and confused at first, but now seeing Gu Rao's charming posture, the more she looks at it, the less likely she is to have a fever, which is not what a fever looks like!

There was a look of astonishment on his face.

"You shouldn't?"

Gu Rao's eyes were dim and he tried to calm down. He didn't answer Zhang Cuihua's question and only said, "Aunt Zhang, can you ask Shuanzi to call Bieye back?"

Zhang Cuihua quickly followed suit.

After giving instructions to his son, he comforted him in a gentle voice, "Don't worry. Bieye has been a life-saving grace to the family leader. I won't tell anyone what happened today."

-

Gu Rao felt like her whole body was about to burn out. The memory of the original owner overlapped with her own memory in her mind, making it impossible for her to tell who she was.

Is it the housekeeper's daughter whose house was confiscated, or the poor rich lady in modern times?

So sad……

Is she dying again?

A pair of large hands touched her cheek. Gu Rao shrank subconsciously and turned his head to one side. He avoided the touch of the hand and tried to open his eyes to see the person in front of him clearly. His vision was blurry. A pair of familiar and rare amber eyes could be seen clearly.

"Bieye?"

"it's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Gu Rao's tense nerves relaxed. She rubbed her cheek against the back of the man's hand and wrapped her hands tightly around the man's neck.

"It's cool...but also..."

Her mind was in a state of confusion, and she had no idea what she was doing. She wanted to press herself against the man, just for a moment of coolness.

After being married for more than half a month, it was the first time that his wife was so close to him, but Bieye couldn't be happy, his face was terrifyingly gloomy, and his pace continued to quicken.

-

Liu Guihua was sitting in the yard eating melon seeds. She didn't know what she thought of and burst out laughing.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Bieye coming back with Gu Rao in his arms. His hands shook and all the melon seeds fell to the ground. However, he didn't care so much. He nervously drove in front of Bieye and stared at Bieye's arms in disbelief. woman.

"Lao San, why are you back?"

"What's wrong with the third daughter-in-law?"

Bieye ignored her and carried Gu Rao into the bedroom. After putting his wife on the bed, he softly comforted her, "Wait here for a moment. I'll prepare cold water for you."

As soon as I turned around, a small white hand grabbed my clothes.

"Don't go..."

The voice was weak and weak.

Bieye paused and looked back at his wife, who was in disheveled clothes on the bed. He was not Liu Xiahui.

But he didn't forget that on their wedding night, his wife cut her wrists and committed suicide to prevent her from consummating their marriage with him, and that when his wife was seriously ill and in a coma, she called out another man's name.

Gu Rao was blindly coveting the coolness on the man's body. Seeing that he was stuck in place and unable to come over, he pouted in grievance. He tried to gather some strength, propped up half of his body and hugged his waist, and pressed his hot face against his broad back. On the back, the hands are not honest.

The heat in her body seemed to have eased a bit, but this was not enough. She knew subconsciously that she needed to get closer to feel more comfortable.

His hands touched the man's belt, but he couldn't pull it open for a long time, and his voice unconsciously contained a hint of crying.

"Uncomfortable..."

Bieye caught the disturbing hand, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice that was still a little unsteady, "Gu Rao, have you thought about it?"

Gu Rao subconsciously said perfunctorily, "Hmm..."

As soon as the corner of Bieye's lips curled up into a smile, he heard an unfamiliar name called out from Gu Rao's mouth.

"Anan..."