Chapter 192 - 192: Let’s Exchange Secrets!
Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm
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Tong Sanlang looked at Qiao Xiaomaiâs suddenly frozen body, hurriedly took a few steps and circled in front of Qiao Xiaomai.
His handsome face was tinged with a little regret, âMiss Qiao, donât be afraid.â
He didnât suddenly appear to frighten Qiao Xiaomai.
However, Qiao Xiaomaiâs reaction had corroborated his guess: She was an ordinary person.
If she was truly a very capable person, she should not be frozen at this moment.
Instead, she should be ready to subdue him.
He looked at Qiao Xiaomai, who was clearly panicking. He pursed his lips and consciously lowered his voice, âMiss Qiao, I want to talk to you. You donât have to be afraid. I have no intention of hurting you.â
Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai remained rigid.
Her eyes widened at the man before her, her brain processing everything even faster.
Talk? Alone in the wilderness, what was there to talk about?
What could a simple village girl like her have to discuss with a man like him!
Did he see her dragging a pile of firewood? He definitely saw it!
Could he be wanting to discuss that?
âMiss Qiao, you donât have to be nervous, I really have no intention of hurting you. Um⦠letâs sit down and talk, thereâs no one here.â Tong Sanlang said, casting a glance at the trees around them.
He picked out a tree trunk thatâs about as thick as a water bucket, raised his palm, and chopped it in half with his bare hands. He crafted a stool,
he put the stool in front of Qiao Xiaomai, âA/Iiss Qiao, please sit.â
Qiao Xiaomai looked at the stool he just made, slowly released the rope binding the firewood in her hand, picked up the stool, walked a few steps to a tree, placed the stool under it, and sat down leaning against the tree.
Her alluring, dewy peach blossom eyes stared at Tong Sanlang, only staring, not speaking.
Right now, she didnât know what kind of game Tong Sanlang was playing. The less she spoke, the less chance of blunder, she would wait for him to make his move.
Tong Sanlang squatted opposite her with a casual posture, his handsome face showing some regret, âMiss Qiao, Iâm sorry, I startled you again.â
When he confessed his feelings to Qiao Xiaomai yesterday, her expression changed greatly.
Now, he suddenly appeared, and Qiao Xiaomai immediately transformed into a timid wife.
This wasnât what he intended.
Yesterday, he didnât want Qiao Xiaomai to be taken away by Yang Ye; he couldnât stand the feeling of emptiness in his heart, so he blurted out his confession rashly.
He might have struck a raw nerve with Qiao Xiaomai, for which he was truly sorry.
Today, he didnât intentionally follow Qiao Xiaomai, it was purely a coincidence.
He stopped her because he wanted to clarify things. However, his sudden speaking startled her.
He was truly sorry.
With a sigh in his heart, he looked straight into Qiao Xiaomaiâs eyes, and said, âWell⦠Miss Qiao, shall we exchange secrets? Iâll tell one of mine, you tell one of yours, how about it?â
Qiao Xiaomaiââ¦â
She silently watched the man before her, not understanding what he was trying to do.
âYou just saw, I can chop a tree with my bare hands, I actually know martial arts, not the fist and foot techniques that the villagers are imagining, but the real martial arts.â
Qiao Xiaomai let out a sound, speaking slowly, âYou just saw, I can carry a hundred pounds of firewood with my bare hands. I am actually really strong, but not in the sense of transferring mountains and seas, just stronger than an ordinary person.â
At the end of her words, Tong Sanlang stared at her for a moment, a hint of laughter emerged on his handsome face.
He continued, âMy martial arts, I learned from a teacher.â
Qiao Xiaomai blinked, âMy strength, it suddenly appeared when I once fought back against my grandma. Maybe even heaven couldnât stand it, so it helped me out..â