After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

This time, perhaps because Ling Chuan's gaze was too resentful, Xia Daha noticed his gaze as soon as he turned around.

"Hmm?" Why are you looking at me like that? And your lips are so tightly pursed? Xia Mo looked puzzled, so he asked: "Brother Ling, what's wrong?"

Ling Chuan shook his head upon hearing that, then turned around, picked up his hoe and continued working, leaving Xia Mo staring blankly in confusion.

Something is wrong, something is so wrong! But why? Wasn't it fine just now? Xia Mo looked at the man's busy back and thought secretly.

Even though he thought about it, he still had to work, so Xia Mo was hoeing the ground, but his mind kept thinking about Ling Chuan's look just now...

Tsk, the more I think about it, the more it feels like the look of a resentful husband in a TV drama.

Xia Mo was shocked and couldn't help but look up at Ling Chuan a few times, but he felt that this explanation didn't make sense because nothing happened just now.

So, with his mind full of someone's eyes, Xia Mo analyzed what went wrong while hoeing the ground. He sifted his memory over and over again, and finally after filtering it many times, he caught the little tail that he had overlooked.

He stopped and stood up, looking at the back of Ling Chuan's head with funny and helpless eyes. I didn't expect that such a tall man would be sulking because of a child's name.

But... it's so cute! Xia Mo thought, the corners of his mouth curled higher and higher, and his bright eyes curved into a pair of crescents.

Just then, Ling Chuan turned around.

Alas, the little boy would cast inquiring glances at him from time to time, and he couldn't count the number of times, which made it impossible for him to continue pretending.

However, when he wanted to ask, he saw the young man looking at him and laughing happily, which made him at a loss for words for a moment. At the same time, the slight depression in his heart also dissipated.

Before Ling Chuan could speak, Xia Mo spoke first, "Brother Ling, let's hurry up. I'll stir-fry some river fish for you when we get back. How about that?"

"Okay." Ling Chuan said.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be sulking anymore, Xia Mo smiled and said, "Leave it to me. I guarantee you'll enjoy it."

After saying that, he bent down and continued to work. After figuring out where the problem lay, Xia Mo worked much faster.

Ling Chuan silently watched the young man for a while, and seeing that he was suddenly working so hard, he turned around, swung his hoe and started working hard.

So with the joint efforts of the two, the land was quickly cleaned up.

Ling Chuan folded the dustpans together, put the corn knives and water bags inside, then looked up and said to the boy, "Let's go back."

"Yeah, I've packed too." Xia Mo said with a smile. Actually, he didn't have much to pack. He just put on his straw hat and carried his hoe.

Ling Chuan responded, picked up the hoe and hung the bamboo basket in front of him.

"Let me take the bamboo basket." Xia Mo said as he stretched out his hand, wanting Ling Chuan to give him the bamboo basket, but Ling Chuan refused.

"I'll take it. It's more stable this way."

Hearing this, Xia Mo glanced at the dustpan behind him and paused, "Okay then."

Seeing the young man withdraw his hand, Ling Chuan's eyebrows moved slightly, and he changed the subject: "Didn't you say you would make me stir-fried river fish? I'm hungry."

"Are you hungry?! Then hurry up and walk." When Xia Mo heard that he was hungry, he immediately stopped dawdling and walked towards the small ditch with big strides...

It was already dusk, and the white clouds in the sky were half-obscured by the golden afterglow, like a beautiful lady wearing a veil.

"Walk steadily." Ling Chuan reminded behind him as they passed a narrow, grassy ridge.

"I know." Xia Mo hummed a tune in a good mood and waved to Ling Chuan without turning back.

Ling Chuan looked at the boy's back and listened to the little tune he hummed. His deep eyes were filled with endless tenderness and a faint smile.

After they crossed fields one after another, they finally reached a flat country road. Ling Chuan finally didn't have to worry about the boy losing his balance...

After returning home, in order to compensate someone, Xia Mo put away his things and went straight to the kitchen, then started washing rice and cooking... and Ling Chuan followed in to help.

They had a very fulfilling day.

Especially Xia Mo, who played like crazy in the morning and worked in the fields in the afternoon. No matter how energetic he was, he would feel a little sleepy after eating and drinking.

Seeing this, Ling Chuan said in a gentle voice: "The water is ready, take a bath first."

Xia Mo yawned and stood up, "Then I'll wash first."

Ling Chuan nodded and said, "Go quickly."

Xia Mo did not refuse. He took his clothes and went to the bathroom. When he got there, he found that Ling Chuan had already prepared hot water for him. And judging from the amount, Ling Chuan probably used all the boiled water for him.

He stretched out his finger to test the water temperature; it was just right.

Ah, so thoughtful, he is worthy of being the man he has chosen.

Xia Mo undressed as she thought about it. After she took off all her clothes, she tied up her long hair, stepped onto the stepping chair, stretched out her long legs and stepped into the tub.

After Xia Mo sat in the water, he could not help but sigh at the feeling of being wrapped in hot water. "Ah, hot water is really a good thing to relieve muscle soreness."

As he said this, he took the towel and began to scrub his body. When he was almost done and saw that the water was still quite warm, he decided to soak for a while longer. So he leaned against the bathtub, rested his head on the edge of the tub, and closed his eyes to rest.

The air was filled with steam, and after a while, Xia Mo's white jade-like face turned red.

Ah, it feels so comfortable. Let me soak for a while longer and then get up... Xia Mo thought with his eyes closed.