Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
At home, Liu Duo let Ye Ling take a rest under the roof. She went to hang the laundry on the rope.
Ye Mo looked at her coolly as she did so. The axe was in his hands, but he was not chopping firewood.
Liu Duo felt his eyes on her and glared at him, “What are you staring at me for?”
She added, “Unless, you’re conquered by my recent feat, don’t worship me! Haha…”
Liu Duo’s showy laughter brightened her face.
“…” Ye Mo had never seen a woman so cheeky and boastful.
The last article of clothing had dried, and yet she had still not received a response from Ye Mo. She looked towards him again, and he was still staring at her.
She approached him and circled him once, taking him in from head to toe. Then she looked at his handsome face, saying nothing – just looking.
He looked down at her. She looked up at him. Their eyes met, and they could see their own reflection.
Liu Duo stared at him in such close proximity that her big, sparkling eyes finally defeated him. He averted his gaze, cheeks red, though not obvious, and said awkwardly, “Do… do you know any shame? Quit staring at men like that!”
“And you’re not staring at me? Do you know shame, then? You started it, and you didn’t even blink!”
Shame? What shame? She hadn’t even done anything!
“Who’s staring? Don’t lie,” Ye Mo was unusually awkward and shy right now.
She rolled her eyes. This guy dared to look, but not to admit it, and yet he’s so forward about it!
She turned, not caring about him. How boring!
“Ling, I want you to rest. Why are you sewing insoles again?” She sat beside Ye Ling and grabbed the half-finished product in his hands.
Ye Ling smiled like a ray of sunshine, “It’s nothing, I’m not tired. But you must be exhausted, Duo Er.”
Beating people up required energy.
She leaned against the wall, stretched her legs and crossed her feet, arms folded across her chest, striking an unhappy pose.
“Ling, if you hadn’t said so, I wouldn’t have realised it, but my arms are actually sore. But beating them into a pulp felt so good!”
“Ling, don’t you think that what I did just now was the coolest thing ever? Were you charmed, by any chance?”
She winked knowingly that him, her big eyes full of attraction. Ye Ling was hooked immediately.
Shyly, he nodded, his cheeks reddened, “Just now, Duo Er, you are amazing, and dazzling too! I… I like it.”
He actually said she looked good in a fight, and he liked it? Oh dear, I didn’t think Ling liked violent women. Such strange tastes.
“Haha… Of course that was necessary. If I hadn’t shown them what I’m made of, how could I scare them away?” She felt really good.
This life, though slightly poor, could be quite interesting.
Liu Duo, in a much better mood, chatted happily with Ye Ling. His handsome face remained flushed the whole afternoon. He was so shy that he could not look at her directly.
When it was almost time to prepare dinner, Ye Ling got up to go to the kitchen. Liu Duo grabbed him, not wanting him to leave. She barked at Ye Mo, who was chopping wood, “Little Mo, you make dinner tonight. Ling got hurt, and I’m totally beat.”
“I’ve been here for quite a while, but I haven’t seen you cook once. You’re too lazy…” She plotted.
“…” Ye Mo felt helpless again. It was one thing to tell him to cook, and he could let the nickname slide, but saying that he was lazy?
“I’m alright. It’s just a little scrape. It won’t get in the way. Don’t say that, Duo Er. Mo is very diligent. He chops firewood every day and does almost all the farm work,” Ye Ling immediately came to his brother’s defence.
