The bad girl wears the skirt quickly: the male protagonist is the servant

"Brother Ze, come and have dinner. Look at what delicious food your mother has prepared for you."

The woman was wearing a long grey skirt, a blue apron around her waist, and half-rolled sleeves. She was holding a bowl of fragrant vegetables in her hands.

When she walked, the half-worn hairpin on her head was particularly eye-catching.

"What?" A young man dressed like a young man walked out of the room with a sleepy look on his face. After smelling the fragrance, he widened his eyes and stared at the dish: "Braised pork!"

Li Cuilan smiled at her son and said, "You got it right. I'll give you a pot of braised pork as a reward!"

Zhou Zeqi put the book aside, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of brightly colored braised pork and put it into his mouth, mumbling, "Delicious, delicious. Mom, it's not a festival or New Year, where can I get the meat?"

Li Cuilan sat down to eat the meat and explained with a curled mouth, "It was the hunter from the Chen family who killed a wild boar. Luckily your father saw it and asked the villagers to share it. Otherwise, that kid surnamed Chen would have eaten it all by himself."

What she said was absolutely true. Her husband was the village chief. What was wrong with him working for the benefit of everyone?

There was no mention of the effort involved in hunting the wild boar.

Zhou Zeqi felt upset whenever he thought of Chen Changshan, because he had a younger brother who was also a scholar like him, Chen Changpu.

In the academy, I am always surpassed by others!

Looking at the pot of meat, now is not the time to think about this. Suddenly, a woman's figure appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but ask, "Mom, does anyone have this meat?"

"Of course every family has it, but it's hard to say how much they get." Naturally her family got more, since her husband is the village chief.

I ate and took a lot, and it filled a big bowl.

I have to go to Chen's house to drink in the evening, so naturally I don't have to eat the braised pork at home.

Zhou Zeqi understood the whole story as soon as he heard it. He was eating and suddenly covered his stomach, "Ouch, my god!"

"Brother Ze, what's wrong?"

Li Cuilan put down her chopsticks and went to help her son worriedly.

Zhou Zeqi covered his stomach and said he had a headache, "Mom, I read too much and my whole body feels uncomfortable. I have to go back to my room and lie down for a while."

As he spoke, he walked weakly towards the house, and did not forget to arrange for his mother: "Meat, dig out the meat for me, I will eat it when I am better."

"Okay, okay, go and rest." Li Cuilan agreed and helped her son to rest.

"No need to help, no need to help, just eat the vegetables." Zhou Zeqi covered his head, touched his stomach, and muttered, "Ouch, ouch."

"Okay, okay, you take a rest, you take a rest." Li Cuilan took out some meat for her son, and placed it on the table in his room in case he would forget to eat it.

"Okay, remember to eat!"

"understood."

As soon as Li Cuilan left, Zhou Zeqi quickly got off the bed, looked around for a while, found some pieces of oil paper, covered the bowl with it, and wrapped the braised pork inside.

He wrapped the oil paper with a layer of cloth, made sure it was safe, put it in his arms, and happily climbed over the wall and went out.

After passing two small paths, I turned into a house through the back door.

Seeing that there was no one in the front yard, he went to queue up to share the meat.

He walked directly to a low and secluded room as if he knew the way there. "Qingqing, Qingqing, are you there?"

The woman walked out of the room gracefully, her waist was soft and her figure was slender, like a willow swaying in the wind.

Those who should be thin are thin, and those who should be plump are plump.

She changed out of her usual loose clothes and dressed up the way she liked.

Life is already difficult for women in this harsh world, especially for beautiful women. If they are criticized no matter what, they should follow their hearts and be themselves.

Mu Qingqing raised her autumn-water eyes, looked at him, and said softly, "Brother Zhou, why are you here?"

Zhou Zeqi smiled shyly, his ears slightly reddened, "Sister Qingqing, I'm here to bring you something delicious."

"Delicious?" Mu Qingqing asked in confusion.

Zhou Zeqi nodded, took out a bag of braised pork from his pocket and handed it to her. His eyes were sparkling, like the brightest stars in the mountains.

"The braised pork is delicious. Try it while it's hot."

He put the thing in his arms, wrapped it tightly, and his chest was now burned red.

If she remembered correctly, something like this happened in her previous life.

Zhou Zeqi was pleased with her and secretly sent her food.

At that time, she only cared about rules and regulations, and didn't want to get involved with any man outside, so she decisively rejected Zhou Zeqi.

But it still caused gossip. Not only did he not refute it, he also ruined her reputation by secretly keeping her things.

At this moment, Mu Qingqing took the things shyly and timidly, thanking the other party with affection in her eyes.

"Thank you, Brother Zhou."

This made Zhou Zeqi very happy. He felt very happy in his heart, even happier than when he passed the imperial examination.

"Qingqing, you don't have to be so formal. It's only natural for me to give it to you."

Perhaps he was laughing so happily that he got burned and couldn't help but hiss.

Mu Qingqing quickly put down her things and walked forward with concern, "Brother Zhou, are you okay?"

"No, it's okay."

"What's wrong? Let me take a look." Mu Qingqing looked at the man innocently.

Zhou Zeqi was shocked by her words, and a blush appeared on his handsome and fair face. How would this look under his clothes?

"It's just a little burn, it's nothing serious."

"Brother Zhou, there are no outsiders here. Take off your clothes and I will apply some medicine on you."

Zhou Zeqi's head snapped, as if something had broken off, and all he could hear was:

Take off your clothes and I'll apply some medicine on you.

Take off your clothes and I'll apply some medicine on you.

Take off your clothes and I'll apply some medicine on you.

"This……"

Looking at Mu Qingqing's eyes that were red with worry, he couldn't say no.

Like a puppet receiving instructions, he stiffly pulled at his own collar, revealing his exposed skin, which looked red and pink all over.

There was indeed a red mark on his chest, obviously from the burn.

Mu Qingqing raised her eyebrows inwardly, it wasn’t that bad…

There was worry on her delicate little face, "Why is it so red? Does it hurt? I'll apply some medicine for you."

The cold fingers were dipped in some ointment and gently applied on the man's chest, causing him to feel numb and tingling, as if a kitten was scratching him, and he felt itchy and unbearable.

The warm and soft girl came close to him and blew on the red and swollen area. Zhou Zeqi was so happy that his soul flew away.

"Qingqing, this..."

He could not utter the words "no physical contact between men and women". Instead, he particularly enjoyed her closeness and even wanted to have more.

"Qingqing." These two words came out of his throat, with a little hoarseness.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

It didn't hurt at all, but it itched badly. When the words came to his lips, Zhou Zeqi said, "It hurts."

"What should I do then?" Mu Qingqing was in a dilemma.

"Just blow it again, just blow it again." Zhou Zeqi replied.

Mu Qingqing frowned her pretty eyebrows and pressed the wound with her white fingers with evil intentions, "I'm afraid it won't heal well. I need to rest for a few days."

Zhou Zeqi stared at her for a moment, then quickly lowered his eyes, fearing that he might offend the beauty.