Kiss the scar for no less than three seconds.
This mission, with just a little bit of thought, would be very ambiguous, and how many letters could be wasted.
However, looking at the reward, Su Jiaojiao thoroughly understood a sentence — the reward was directly proportional to the effort.
Other than the magical spray to treat bone injuries, the Matchmaker System had not released many items with special effects, but this time, there were only two!
The magical spray to treat external injuries, and the tongue of the God of Cookery.
It seemed that the Matchmaker System was being ruthless.
However, they were also aware of Su Jiaojiao and Song Qinghan's current state. They knew that the possibility of Su Jiaojiao rejecting him was very small. After all, the two were already very intimate. It was just that they hadn't reached the final step yet. Because of what Su Jiaojiao had said before, Song Qinghan didn't dare to do so.
However, as a single mother, Su Jiaojiao had never taken the initiative in this aspect, which led to the slow progress.
As long as she took the initiative — what else could not happen?
Su Jiaojiao looked at the translucent screen in front of her. The black words on the screen were particularly abrupt, and it also made her face change, from red to green, and from green to red.
Song Qinghan felt very guilty.
He secretly tightened his right arm and hugged the person in his arms even tighter. Because of the touch on his arm, he could not help but feel nervous.
Both of them usually ate well, but he exercised a lot, so his fat had turned into muscle. However, Su Jiaojiao was the opposite. She was not that fat, but it was very comfortable to hug. She was soft, as if she had no bones.
He could not help but move closer. Seeing Jiaojiao's strange expression, as if she was unhappy, he secretly put his chin on her shoulder. The tip of his nose gently rubbed against her fleshy face, smelling her unique faint unknown fragrance, and softly coaxed, "Jiaojiao, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt …"
It did hurt, but the wild boar had run over, and the others did not have the strength to resist. He could only go forward and attract the wild boar's attention, but also get injured.
When the wild boar's tusk came, he instinctively dodged. Unfortunately, there was someone behind him, so he pushed that person away first. He was one step too slow, and his arm was cut open.
At that moment, Song Qinghan was actually a little scared. He was afraid that if he really died, what would happen to Jiaojiao?
Don't be fooled by the way she treated that shrew. She was just an 18-year-old girl. She was timid and delicate. She spent money extravagantly. Without him, what would happen to Jiaojiao?
Fortunately, all of his injuries had healed. During this period of time, he had been eating and drinking good food and drinking two cups of milk every morning and night. His body was strong and was at its most powerful. Although he was injured, he had almost killed the wild boar.
Coincidentally, Su Jiaojiao went to attend someone else's wedding and was not at home, so she did not see him at his worst.
He did not want her to worry or be sad.
Song Qinghan went directly to the hospital. When everything was done, he came back to take a shower. He also asked Da Niu to help him wash his clothes. When he felt that he did not look so bad, he took a book and waited at home for her to come back.
His eyes were gentle, his actions intimate, and his voice was careful, afraid that she would be unhappy.
Su Jiaojiao naturally felt it. As a girl, although she was usually careless, she was unexpectedly sensitive at this time. She also noticed that he had changed his clothes and guessed his thoughts. She decisively abandoned the ill-intentioned mission and rolled her eyes. She scolded in a delicate voice, "Do you have to be like this? Don't worry, I'm not an unreasonable person. You're injured, what else can I do? "
In the end, she asked again, "Did you not have lunch? I'll make it for you. "
Song Qinghan looked at her angry face, and his heart felt warm and bitter. He told himself countless times in his heart that he was lucky to have listened to Da Niu's suggestion and married her.
By her side, he experienced the feeling of a true home.
Song Qinghan pursed his lips and did not say anything. He only nodded his head, his eyes still looking at her.
Su Jiaojiao was still a little unhappy. She felt that he was underestimating her. She snorted arrogantly and got up to cook.
It just so happened that she was hungry.
However, just as she got up, Song Qinghan got up as well. His uninjured right hand automatically held her left hand. He was not angry when she glared at him and smiled gently.
Su Jiaojiao pouted.
She kissed him. Song Qinghan smiled even more happily.
Su Jiaojiao was speechless.
She put on a straight face and said fiercely, "You're injured. Don't move around. Sit here. I'll bring it to you."
"I want to go with you." Song Qinghan whispered and looked down at their tightly clasped hands.
The tall young man in front of her had his head lowered. His right arm was still injured. He looked healthy, but he gave off a pitiful feeling. Even his handsome face revealed a pitiful feeling. Su Jiaojiao's heart suddenly softened, and she felt a little sour. She said impatiently, "Alright, follow me."
Song Qinghan immediately beamed with joy.
*****
When Su Jiaojiao returned, the villagers were in the middle of their lunch break. Therefore, no matter how lively it was, no one made a fuss.
She only found out that her man had killed a wild boar when she returned.
However, she did not think about eating meat. She was only concerned about his injury. She made meat soup noodles for him and ate it herself. Then, she began to think about how to complete the task later.
This task was even more difficult than all the previous tasks combined!
Whenever she thought about it, Su Jiaojiao could not help but blush and her heart beat faster. However, she held it in. She could not show such an expression. Otherwise, Song Qinghan would think that she was cheating on him.
With these two emotions entangled together, how strange!
On the contrary, when Song Qinghan saw her uneasy appearance, he felt that it was caused by his injury. Therefore, he became more obedient and stuck to her the whole afternoon. He followed her everywhere she went. Even when she went to the toilet, he guarded the door. That was enough.
Sun Fang and the others also came once. They told Su Jiaojiao not to be lazy and to do more work. They told her not to push everything to Song Qinghan. He suffered, so they should prepare more food to nourish him.
Su Jiaojiao naturally agreed. In front of her parents, she was always an obedient girl.
When it was time to get off work in the afternoon, the village really became lively.
The brigade leader used a loudspeaker to shout in the village, asking everyone to go to the paddy field to share the meat. At the same time, he praised Hero. [It's all thanks to Comrade Song Qinghan for killing the wild boar. Otherwise, not only would the crops have been harmed. We all have to thank Comrade Song Qinghan …]
Su Jiaojiao, who was washing vegetables and preparing to cook, was taken aback. She looked at Song Qinghan and smiled. "Let's go. Let's share the meat."
"Okay." Song Qinghan stole a glance at her. Seeing that she was really happy, he smiled and the two walked out hand in hand.
The moment they went out, it was a fan meet-and-greet for Hero.
Along the way, people came over to talk to her. If not for Song Qinghan holding her hand tightly, she would have been pushed to the side.
"Aiyo, I knew you were a capable child. You killed a wild boar alone!"
"Jiaojiao is also a lucky child. She married Qinghan. She will have a good life in the future and give birth to a fat little boy …"
Su Jiaojiao blushed and smiled shyly.
She thought of the mission that made her so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into the ground.
Song Qinghan, who was also teased, blushed. Fortunately, not many people saw it, but his expression was clearly unnatural.
The uncles and aunts did not know the truth of their situation. They shook their heads and said, "You've been married for almost half a year. Why are you still so shy?"
Fortunately, Song Qinghan found that the palm of his hand holding Jiaojiao was sweaty. He found it funny and sweet and immediately helped to solve the problem.
Following a group of people to the paddy field, they were surrounded by a group of people. They were different from the people who were just here to watch the fun. Each of them looked scared and excited. They bowed and said, "Qinghan, if it weren't for you, my family's Dazhu would have lost half his life. It's all thanks to you …"
"Qinghan, my family's Fangzi is also indebted to you. You are such a good child …"
"It's okay. It's what I should do." Song Qinghan avoided their salutes and responded warmly.
Su Jiaojiao watched from the side. She was also in the center of the crowd. However, because of her temperament, she was not so excited. After all, she was not the one who was praised.
At this time, a group of people looked at the two of them. Their eyes were filled with envy, admiration, kindness, and strong gratitude. Su Jiaojiao suddenly felt a little proud.
She tilted her head and looked at the man beside her. There was a trace of pride in her eyes.
He was worthy of being the person she liked. He was really outstanding!
Song Qinghan was keenly aware that the villagers were looking at him differently. His ears moved and his face turned slightly red. There was a trace of shyness hidden in his eyes, but he held his head high even more.
Because the wild boar was killed by Song Qinghan, everyone was given the meat according to the work points they earned this year. However, their family was compensated, so they directly gave him a piece of pig's trotter. Together with the meat, it was estimated to be more than a dozen pounds, which was several times more than the others.
Moreover, there were only two people in their family!
With this comparison, many people were very jealous. However, when they thought about why it was like this, they didn't say anything.
There was so much meat. Su Jiaojiao wanted to carry it herself, but in the end, she couldn't. She could only let the injured Song Qinghan carry it.
Fortunately, after a while, Su Jianhua and Su Jianjun also came. When they saw that the person holding the meat was Song Qinghan, the two of them struggled to snatch it. "Brother will help you bring it back. Mom and Dad said that you are injured. In the future, Jianjun and I will take turns fetching water for you in the morning and afternoon."
Zhang Qian followed behind. When he heard his man's words, he suddenly helplessly held his forehead. This idiot. Why didn't he just say it directly? Why did it have to be Mom and Dad who said it?
"Thank you." Song Qinghan smiled and accepted their kindness.
Su Jiaojiao also shook his uninjured right hand and thanked her two brothers with a smile. "Thank you, Big Brother and Second Brother!"
"You're welcome!" The two of them waved their hands and laughed.
Su Zhengyang and Sun Fang took the meat one step later. When they walked behind their children and looked at them, they felt much better. Indeed, it was right to split up. At least they knew what was theirs and what wasn't. They wouldn't feel that it was right to be given to them.
People who knew their limits were the ones who were easy to get along with.
There was too much meat. Su Jiaojiao and Song Qinghan definitely couldn't finish it, but they could still sell it.
Ji Xuan suggested making meat buns. Now that the weather was cold, the meat buns wouldn't spoil. Moreover, when mixed with vegetables and meat, and added seasoning, people wouldn't be able to tell if the meat buns were made from wild boar or domesticated pigs.
However, making meat buns was very troublesome. Su Jiaojiao hesitated again and again, but she still dragged Sun Fang and her two sisters-in-law to join in the battle.
So that night, Su Jiaojiao told them what she was doing. The whole Su Family was dumbfounded. Sun Fang was so scared that she raised her hand to slap Su Jiaojiao for the first time.
Fortunately, she acted cute and spoiled and avoided the crisis.
"You're too bold!" Sun Fang poked her daughter's head in her arms. Her hands were itchy, but she couldn't bear to do it. She could only stare at Song Qinghan. "You too. You're four years older than Jiaojiao. She's not sensible, so are you?"
Song Qinghan bowed his head and obediently allowed himself to be ridiculed.
Su Jiaojiao covered her face with a guilty conscience. She was actually one year older than Song Qinghan.
Zhang Qian and Li Xiu were not so scared. Instead, after a brief moment of fear, they immediately understood why Su Jiaojiao was so generous. Not only was she subsidized by Song Qinghan, but she was also secretly doing business.
Zhang Qian took the lead and said, "Mom, in fact, it's okay. After all, it's not little sister who's going out to sell things. It's not so dangerous. I want to make meat buns with little sister."
"I want to too!" Li Xiu nodded decisively. "I'm pregnant and can't go to work. No one will say anything."
"Mom, why don't you join us? We can live a better life if we make money … "Su Jiaojiao wriggled in her arms.
Sun Fang's expression changed, but looking at her daughter who kept acting spoiled, she hesitated and nodded in agreement.
The four men did not say a word. They did not care about family matters and only needed to listen to orders.
Therefore, they hit it off. At 12 o 'clock that night, they formed a temporary group!
In the middle of the night, Sun Fang secretly led her two daughters-in-law to her daughter's house. The group of people made meat buns together. Song Qinghan stood guard and helped them.
He was injured and did not need to go to work the next day. It was okay to be a little late. He could catch up on sleep with her.
At 3 o 'clock in the morning, hundreds of meat buns were finished. Ji Xuan rode his bicycle and used a big basket to send them out. Some of them cooperated with others, and some of them sold themselves. They earned less, but it was safer.
However, after the meat buns were sent out, they did not need to worry about the rest. They just needed to wait for the final distribution of the money.
*****
Su Jiaojiao yawned and locked the door. She was so sleepy that she wanted to fall asleep directly. Therefore, she walked a little unsteadily. When she entered the living room, she tripped over the threshold.
"Ah — —" She let out a low cry and was about to fall.
Song Qinghan's expression changed slightly. He immediately reached out to catch her. After much difficulty, he pulled her into his arms. A tearing pain came from the wound on his left arm, causing him to suck in a breath of cold air.
Su Jiaojiao quickly steadied herself and asked in a panic, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Did you get a wound? "
"It's nothing." Song Qinghan shook his head, but his voice revealed a hint of powerlessness.
Su Jiaojiao's drowsiness disappeared in an instant. She lit the candle, but the kerosene lamp was obviously not bright enough.
Su Jiaojiao turned around and pulled Song Qinghan in from outside. Only then did she realize that his arm was already stained with blood.
"I'm sorry," Su Jiaojiao said softly. Her eyes were red as she let him sit on the bed. "I'll change your bandage."
Song Qinghan shook his head. "It really doesn't hurt."
Su Jiaojiao did not utter a word. How could she not know if it hurt or not?
She carefully removed the blood-stained bandage. Only then did she realize that his wound was far bigger than she had imagined. It almost spanned his entire arm. Blood dyed the surroundings red. The torn wound was stitched up with red threads, but it only made it more painful. It looked even more glaring and frightening.
Su Jiaojiao's hands trembled as she moved. She carefully wiped the bloodstains and applied the medicine.
This medicine was bought by Su Jiaojiao from the system when he was sick when they first got married. It was similar to iodine. There was still a lot left, and it was much better than the medicine prescribed by the doctor. However, it seemed to be very irritating to new wounds. When she applied the medicine, Song Qinghan's entire body tensed up.
When she applied the medicine, Song Qinghan did not wear a shirt to avoid dirtying his clothes and infecting his wound. His strong body was exposed in front of her.
Su Jiaojiao applied the medicine with trembling hands and wrapped the bandage around his arm. She immediately threw herself into his arms and cried.
His arm was numb from the pain, but Song Qinghan did not care. Instead, he hugged the person in his arms tightly and comforted her in a low voice. "It's okay. It really doesn't hurt anymore. You didn't do it on purpose."
Su Jiaojiao shook her head and did not say anything. Her small hands hugged his back. Suddenly, she felt an uneven patch of skin. Feeling strange, she touched it again. Just as she was wondering what it was, an idea came to her mind. "Did you get hurt here too?"
"Yes." Song Qinghan nodded. His breathing seemed to heat up a lot. He slowly turned his head and gently touched her face. "Okay, it's okay. Let's go to sleep?"
Su Jiaojiao's eyes flashed slightly. She asked softly, "Are there a lot of scars on your body? I want to see. "
Song Qinghan's throat moved slightly. His lips were tightly pursed. He suppressed the sudden surge of emotions and coaxed, "It won't look good."
"Then I still want to see!" Her delicate voice was nasal. The tears dripping on his back had not dried and were a little cold.
Song Qinghan could not bear to reject her. He could only say, "Then you see."
Su Jiaojiao pursed her lips and smiled. She really opened her big eyes to look for wounds on his body. She also secretly glanced at his strong eight pack abs and thin waist.
The first one she saw was the scar on his back that she had touched.
It was still very big, about two centimeters.
Su Jiaojiao suspected that at that time, the scar might have exposed the bone. Her heart felt like it had been dripped with two drops of lemon. It was so sour that it made her tear up. She slowly lowered her head.
Song Qinghan was a little unnatural. He had so many scars on his body. After they healed, he looked like a centipede. He was so ugly that he could not bear to look at them directly. Now that Jiaojiao was looking at him, it was like his most unbearable part was being publicly executed. It made him feel uncomfortable.
His hands on his knees clenched into fists. His whole body stiffened and he felt a little cold. It was so cold that his whole body trembled. His pale lips became more and more pale. He closed his eyes. He was so depressed that he looked like a puppy that could be abandoned at any time.
Suddenly, a warm and soft touch touched the wound on his back.
At that moment, Song Qinghan's whole body tensed up. His eyes suddenly opened, and they were full of astonishment.
If he was not wrong, she was kissing his scar.
Song Qinghan gritted his teeth and trembled even more. This time, it was not cold, but hot.
One second, two seconds, three seconds …
She moved away.
Song Qinghan moved his lips reluctantly, but he could not make a sound. His whole body was stiff like a piece of wood.
Then, that soft little finger pointed down and touched another scar.
Song Qinghan took a deep breath. He felt as if he was dreaming. He felt a little light-headed, and he could not help but want to spend the rest of his life in a dream.
Finally, she stopped.
"Jiaojiao ~" Song Qinghan called out in a low voice.
His voice was hoarse and filled with strong emotions.
Su Jiaojiao made a muffled sound as a response. At that moment, her face felt like it was on fire, and her whole body felt like it was about to explode. It was too embarrassing.
But she also felt sweet. She felt a sweetness from the bottom of her heart.
There was still one place missing.
Su Jiaojiao remembered that he also had a wound on his abdomen.
Should she continue …
Su Jiaojiao was thinking when suddenly her waist was tightened. Then, she was pushed down. She was stunned for a moment. "Be careful of your wound!"
Song Qinghan chuckled. "Got it." He kissed her.
As for Su Jiaojiao, her mind was still full of thoughts. Should she continue with the third one?
It was too late …
This time, Song Qinghan did not want to let go. When their lips parted, he turned and moved to her earlobe. He gently bit down and said in a low voice, "You did it first."
He was afraid that he would be rude to her. The more he liked her, the more precious she was. He could not bear to see her being unwilling. But since she took the initiative, there was no need to wait anymore.
Su Jiaojiao was a little dizzy from the unfamiliar sensation. She only remembered one thing. "That … Don't move your hand …"
"Okay," he replied gently and picked her up with one hand.
*****
When she woke up, Su Jiaojiao looked out the window. It seemed that it was not late anymore.
She was … hungry.
They had done it too late last night. After the first time, they should have stopped fighting, but her dizzy mind was still thinking about the last kiss.
She struggled to get up and reached for the wound on his abdomen.
Thus, she was pushed down again.
Song Qinghan thought that she was hinting at something. He did not expect her to be able to take it so well. He did not hesitate and released all his passion.
Su Jiaojiao, who was slow to realize, "…" I didn't! It was all a misunderstanding!
However, it was too late. In Song Qinghan's heart, Su Jiaojiao was a passionate little girl. He ate to his heart's content.
Thinking of this, Su Jiaojiao's dazed mind became more and more sluggish. The only consolation was that the mission was completed.
She propped herself up and sat up. She was the only one in the room, but she could already smell the aroma of food.
Just as she was thinking, Song Qinghan came in. Seeing that she had woken up, he whispered, "Are you hungry? Get up and eat. "
Su Jiaojiao blushed shamefully. Her mind was filled with indescribable thoughts. She quickly lowered her head. "Okay, you can leave first."
"Okay." Song Qinghan nodded good-naturedly. He turned around and left, closing the door behind him.
Su Jiaojiao finally relaxed. As she put on her clothes, she asked: [Honghong, how do I use the Master Chef's tongue?]
[The reward has been issued. Host, don't worry. You'll know when you taste the food.]
Su Jiaojiao pouted and got out of bed.
The moment she moved, she felt her waist go limp and her legs go weak. It was all her fault for not exercising for a long time. Once she exercised, she could not bear it.
However, Song Qinghan was well-behaved. He even squeezed some toothpaste for her and put it on the table.
Su Jiaojiao only felt her mind clear after eating and drinking. She asked: "Is Ji Xuan back?"
"She's back. The money is all here. She took her share and only took 20%. You can divide the rest yourself," Song Qinghan said as she placed the money on the table and counted it gently.
Su Jiaojiao nodded and divided the money into five portions. She and Song Qinghan shared two portions. As for the remaining three portions, she got up and prepared to send them to the Su family.
However, just as she walked into the courtyard, Aunt Wang, who lived next door, happened to come out. When she saw her, she smiled mischievously and teased: "Jiaojiao, how long have you two been married? Why are you still so lovey-dovey? Don't act recklessly just because you're young. Be careful that you won't be able to do what you want in the future. "
Su Jiaojiao's excited footsteps stiffened. She looked at Aunt Wang with a dull expression, as if she had been struck by lightning.
Aunt Wang smiled strangely and said: "What's there to be shy about? We're all experienced."
Su Jiaojiao: "…"
She rushed back with a twisted expression and fiercely bit Song Qinghan, who was washing the dishes with one hand and had an innocent look on his face. She said vaguely: "Bastard! I told you not to come. Now, someone heard us!!! "
Generally speaking, the houses in the countryside were not close to each other. If there was no loud noise, it would not be heard.
Yesterday, they were not worried about being heard when they were making buns because no one was talking. They could only hear the sound of the buns being made. Who would have thought that they would be exposed at this time?
However … she was the one who lit the fire. Song Qinghan was a twenty-two-year-old young man. After holding it in for so long, how could he bear to end it?
Originally, she had rejected him the last time. In the end, this person pestered her and annoyed her. In the end, she yelled out in frustration and kept begging for mercy.
He must have heard it at this time!
She flew into a rage out of humiliation. Now, she did not want to see anyone. She bit his shoulder and whimpered, feeling wronged, upset, embarrassed, and angry. So many emotions mixed together that she almost stomped her feet.
Song Qinghan let her bite him guiltily. His right hand patted her back comfortingly and he coaxed gently: "I was wrong. Don't be angry, don't be angry. Anger is not good for your health …"
"Change?" Su Jiaojiao asked coldly. She felt that as the head of the family, she had to control this aspect well. In the future, if she said yes, it would happen. If she said no, it would not happen.
Unexpectedly, the usually obedient Song Qinghan shook his head decisively: "… No!"
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