Female supremacy: sweet girl turns into a rough woman, farming and starting a business to support he

Lin Jiaojiao sat on the edge of Lin Yizhi's bed, feeling very uncomfortable, and watched him go forward and blow out the oil lamp on the dressing table.

The room suddenly became dark.

He could hear the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and the moonlight shone through the window onto his thin body.

The dark figure in front of her bent down, and her collar was grabbed by slender fingers. She quickly pressed down the collar with her hand.

"Wait, Yizhi, listen to me first!"

The black shadow was startled, then lowered his head and spoke with a tone of grievance.

"My dear wife, do you not like it?"

"No, it's not like that. You should look up at me first."

Lin Yizhi raised his head after listening to her words, and looked into her eyes shyly and aggrievedly.

"Yizhi, you also know that I have changed a lot. Do you like me now or in the past?"

"Now."

He blurted it out without any hesitation.

"Although I knew I would marry you before, I didn't have the same feelings towards you as I do now. I treated you more like a sister. After I married you, I started to like you when you slowed down to wait for me to go home, asked me to comb your hair, and praised me."

This was the first time he spoke so much, and was expressing his emotions. He was afraid of being rejected, so his voice trembled and choked up at the end.

Lin Jiaojiao's heart trembled, and she felt very complicated. She had been here for more than half a month, and she spent the most time with Lin Yizhi every day, and he was a caring and sweet boy.

Alas, there is no escape.

She released the hand that was pressing on her collar, held the hand that was holding her collar, pulled the standing person between her knees, and looked up at Lin Yizhi who was looking down at her affectionately.

"Yizhi, if one day you find out that I'm not the person you remember, will you be afraid?"

"I also know that I don't understand, but I also know that I will never be afraid of you."

After he said that, he slowly lowered his head and kissed the softness he had longed for, which was just as he had imagined.

So sweet.

...

Lin Jiaojiao looked out the window at the dim light that was already beginning to rise, then turned her head to glance at Lin Yizhi who was sleeping in her arms.

She bent down and gently kissed his forehead, then carefully pulled away the arm he was resting his head on.

He sat up and rubbed his sore arms, then threw back the quilt, got out of bed, put on his clothes, turned around and prepared to twist the quilt for Lin Yizhi, only to find that he was already half-supporting his arms, his eyes were shy and his face was flushed.

"My wife..."

He was awakened by the noise around him, his voice was hoarse and his black hair was scattered. The thin quilt slipped from his shoulders, leaving marks of varying sizes on his fair skin.

Guilty sin.

She quickly stepped forward and pulled the quilt that had slipped down to his waist over him, wrapping him up like a caterpillar and stroking his cheek with her hand.

"It's still early, so go to sleep a little longer, dear."

Lin Yizhi rubbed his face against her palm. He was indeed weak all over. When he thought about how he had tossed and turned last night and went to bed very late, he pulled the quilt with a red face and revealed a pair of eyes.

"My dear wife... I'll take a nap then."

Lin Jiaojiao felt itchy again when she heard the hoarse and soft voice.

She quickly stood up, walked to the door, opened it and left.

After opening the door to the main room and breathing in the fresh air, she felt refreshed, without any trace of fatigue. This might be the unique talent of women in this world.

I didn't expect that she would have this day.

Alas, the sweet girl has gone far away.

I went to the kitchen to heat up some water first, then stood at the door brushing my teeth, admiring the smoky scenery in the distance.

I feel that living here forever is not a bad thing. I really have responsibilities now. My mother is loved by my father, and the original owner is such a hardworking and honest person, he will definitely respect them well.

She had always wanted to leave home and live independently, but she didn't expect that this time she would really leave home.

Lin Yiyan came out of the house and stood at the door of the main room, just in time to see Lin Jiaojiao brushing her teeth and looking into the distance with melancholy.

She listened to the noise coming from the side and looked sideways, only to see Lin Yiyan walking towards her from the main room. There was a dark spot under his eyes, and it was obvious that he had not slept well.

She suddenly felt embarrassed, remembering that the sound insulation was not good. Although both parties had suppressed their voices last night, it was inevitable that they could not suppress their emotions when they were deeply in love.

"Big...brother."

Lin Yiyan nodded slightly and went straight into the kitchen. Last night, he listened to the noise coming from the other side of the wall from time to time. He couldn't fall asleep for a long time until it subsided. He slept lightly for two hours and woke up when he heard the noise outside the house.

He didn't know why he wanted to come out and see her now. During this period of time, his eyes always unconsciously lingered on her. Maybe he wanted to see a different her.

She seemed like a different person.

After washing up, Lin Jiaojiao went into the kitchen to put her toiletries away and prepared to heat up the sesame seed cakes she bought yesterday. She found that Lin Yiyan had already heated them in the pot and was sitting by the stove adding firewood.

She remembered the embarrassment just now and hurriedly picked up the carrying pole and the wooden barrel and walked out.

After she went back and forth twice, Lin's father woke up and was adding water to the kettle in the kitchen. When he saw Lin Jiaojiao coming back with water, he spoke with relief in his eyes.

"Jiao'er, get ready for breakfast."

She became even more embarrassed and stammered, "Dad, Yizhi is still sleeping. Leave some breakfast for him and he can eat it when he wakes up."

"Dad knows and has kept it."

After breakfast.

Lin Jiaojiao was helping her father clean up the kitchen when she saw Lin Yiyan walking out with a washbasin full of dirty clothes. She hurried forward to take the washbasin, but he did not let go.

"Brother, I'll just go wash it, you just rest at home."

Lin Yiyan's eyes darkened, but he didn't say anything. He just continued to walk out with the laundry basin.

Lin Jiaojiao let go awkwardly and had to follow.

"Brother, I'll go take a shower with you."

It was almost noon when Lin Yizhi woke up. He got up quickly, forced himself to put on his clothes despite his weak body, went to the inner compartment to wash up, sat in front of the dressing table, combed his black hair with a comb, and tied his hair up. He picked up the butterfly pearl hairpin and inserted it into his hair.

He opened the door and saw only Lin's father sitting at the door, busy with needlework. He called out softly.

"father."

Father Lin put down the needle and thread in his hand, waved for him to come over, and looked at Lin Yizhi who walked over shyly with a blush on his face.

"I've left some sesame cakes for you in the pot. Go fill your stomach first. Ahem, I'll cook lunch at noon. You can have a good rest."

"No need, Dad. Let me do it."

He wanted his wife to eat the food he cooked.

Father Lin didn't know what to say, so he just smiled, nodded and said okay.

Lin Yizhi had just walked out of the main room when he saw the clothes drying in the yard. He turned around and asked Lin's father.

"Dad, why did you go wash clothes?"

Father Lin looked at his son, who was worried about him and had a hint of blame in his tone.

"No, your brother and Jiao'er went to wash it."

He had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it was his brother who had gone out, and his heart tightened.

"Brother, is he okay?"

Father Lin recalled Lin Yiyan's expression when he came back before, and there was nothing unusual.

"fine."