Quickly wear the heartthrob: Peach Blossom Beauty Fululai

Zhou Xingyuan saw it clearly from the side and felt sour in his heart.

Why is Jiaojiao staring at Duan Shaoting?

Isn’t it just carrying honeycomb coal on a wooden frame? He can do it too.

Zhou Xingyuan did it right away. He carried the wooden rack on his back and asked Shen Qingjiao to help him put the honeycomb coal on it.

Shen Qingjiao was a little surprised, "You also use a wooden frame?"

Seeing that Zhou Xingyuan did not change his words, Shen Qingjiao knew his determination.

Just like before, Shen Qingjiao stood in the back of the carriage and clamped the honeycomb coal onto Zhou Xingyuan's wooden rack.

The weight of the wooden frame became heavier and Zhou Xingyuan took a deep breath.

Fortunately, he could still bear such weight and avoid making a fool of himself in front of Jiaojiao.

"It's installed." Shen Qingjiao reminded.

Zhou Xingyuan adjusted his shoulder straps and found that he still had some strength left, so he used the iron bars to hold the honeycomb coal with both hands.

Shen Qingjiao couldn't help but exclaimed, "You are so amazing."

Hearing Jiaojiao's praise, Zhou Xingyuan's heart was filled with sweetness, as if he had turned into a candied cherry tomato, bright red and sweet, and the honeycomb briquettes on his back didn't seem so heavy anymore.

Shen Qingjiao followed Zhou Xingyuan carrying honeycomb coal.

When Zhou Xingyuan turned around, he saw Jiaojiao following closely behind him. He felt as if they were a young couple working together, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Perhaps it was because of excessive joy that came to sorrow. When Zhou Xingyuan arrived at the resident's door, he was not paying attention and accidentally dropped two pieces of honeycomb coal from his hand.

The volunteer leader happened to be patrolling nearby and saw Zhou Xingyuan's situation. He quickly stepped forward to remind him, "Be careful, every piece of coal here was donated by kind people."

Shen Qingjiao quickly put down the honeycomb coal in her hand and went forward to check. After seeing the situation clearly, she hurriedly comforted him, "Brother Zhou, don't worry, the honeycomb coal was only scratched, not cracked."

Zhou Xingyuan then let out a long sigh of relief.

After the next few times, Shen Qingjiao's hands were almost cramped from carrying so much, so she followed the boys' example and switched to a wooden rack, but she only filled it halfway with the honeycomb briquettes.

When carrying the luggage to the eighth time, Zhou Xingyuan was obviously exhausted. When he stepped over the threshold, he was not careful and almost lost his balance.

Seeing that the coal behind him began to tilt, Shen Qingjiao was quick to hold the honeycomb coal on his back and adjust the position in time.

Zhou Xingyuan was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

The coal on the wooden rack almost fell to the ground, fortunately Jiaojiao stabilized it in time.

Besides the shock, there is more sweetness.

It seemed that no matter what happened during this trip, Jiaojiao would stay by his side firmly.

Feng Ruoya watched the interaction between Shen Qingjiao and Zhou Xingyuan coldly.

Why did she feel that Zhou Xingyuan put all his heart and soul on Shen Qingjiao?

It obviously wasn't like this before.

She thought about it for a moment and decided to think of some way to highlight her strengths.

Next, Feng Ruoya deliberately passed Shen Qingjiao in front of Zhou Xingyuan, and shouted, "You walk so slowly, is it okay? Do you need my help?"

Shen Qingjiao said calmly, "No need, I can do it myself."

Feng Ruoya looked disdainful and sneered, "If you can't do it, just take a rest nearby. Don't accidentally drop the honeycomb coal and ruin the donor's kindness."

But she was so busy talking that she didn't notice the shallow pit on the ground.

She accidentally slipped and dropped one of the honeycomb briquettes in her hand.

It happened that the road surface was a small slope, and the honeycomb coal rolled faster and faster, successfully flying over several shallow pits, and rolled about a hundred meters away before finally stopping.

Seeing Feng Ruoya speaking so arrogantly and then being slapped in the face immediately, Shen Qingjiao felt as if she had a big ice cube in her mouth on a hot summer day. Her heart felt cold and she felt so happy.

However, when she saw the place where the honeycomb coal passed, leaving a long trail of black coal slag and staining the ground, she suddenly felt sorry.

So, Shen Qingjiao put the honeycomb coal in her hand in the corner of the wall, picked up the broom and garbage shovel on the ground, and began to clean up the coal slag scattered on the ground one by one.

An aunt who was passing by happened to see the whole scene from beginning to end.

She couldn't help but stepped forward and praised him, "What a good child, come to my house, and I'll give you something good."

As she spoke, the aunt walked forward, took Shen Qingjiao's hand, and took her to her home.

Faced with the enthusiasm of the local residents, Shen Qingjiao could not refuse. She thanked them and followed her aunt back home.

My aunt's house is about ten meters away.

After entering the house, Shen Qingjiao looked up and found that although her aunt's house was simple, it was kept very clean and tidy, without a speck of dust.

Soon, the aunt took out several large bags and handed them to Shen Qingjiao, introducing them enthusiastically, "There are hazel mushrooms, hericium erinaceus, Agaricus blazei, and elm yellow mushrooms. They taste good. My children always love to eat them..."

Shen Qingjiao was somewhat flattered and thanked him repeatedly, "Thank you so much, I didn't do anything."

But my aunt didn't think so. "I liked you the first time I saw you. I've lived for so long, and I can tell at a glance which people are genuine and which are just pretenders."

Shen Qingjiao deeply agreed with this.

My aunt has a sharp eye. She can accurately judge Feng Ruoya's character based on just a few words from her.

After expressing her gratitude many times, Shen Qingjiao left her aunt's house.

She gave the mountain products to the captain and asked him to help keep them.

Then, Shen Qingjiao continued to devote herself to the coal-moving business.

At this moment, half of the honeycomb coal on the car has been reduced. I believe that they will be able to complete the task in no time.

At this time, Shen Qingjiao noticed that Duan Shaoting had filled his basket with honeycomb briquettes and was about to move forward.

In the sunlight, beads of sweat flowed freely on his face, dripping down his smooth jaw.

The clothes on the back were soaked with sweat, tightly fitting on the muscles, exuding masculinity, with a wildness and straightforwardness unique to young men.

After thinking for a while, Shen Qingjiao took out a tissue, walked forward, and asked softly, "Let me help you wipe the sweat off. It will be uncomfortable if the sweat gets into your eyes."

It had been a long time since he heard Shen Qingjiao speak to him so gently. Duan Shaoting's mood was like the turbulent sea, with one wave higher than the other, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling.

When he looked at Shen Qingjiao, there was an uncontrollable blazing fire in his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly, "Thank you!"

Noticing Duan Shaoting's passionate eyes, Shen Qingjiao was a little afraid to look him in the eye.

She turned her head slightly and gently wiped the sweat off Duan Shaoting's face with a tissue.

Soon, a paper towel was completely soaked.

Shen Qingjiao took out another tissue and wiped it again.

Seeing Duan Shaoting's face become dry again, Shen Qingjiao smiled and said, "Wipe it clean."

Duan Shaoting's handsome face flushed slightly, and he shook his head slightly, "Not yet."

Shen Qingjiao asked in confusion, "Where is it not wiped properly?"

Duan Shaoting hesitated for a moment and temporarily put the honeycomb briquettes on his back back into the car.

Then, under Shen Qingjiao's surprised gaze, Duan Shaoting took off his shirt.

What appeared before Shen Qingjiao was the young man's elegant, firm back without a trace of fat, like a leopard running freely in the jungle, full of masculine stability and strength.

Shen Qingjiao was embarrassed and angry. She quickly turned her head and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

Duan Shaoting's voice was aggrieved and innocent, "My back is soaked, I would like to trouble you to help wipe it."