Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 791: Chapter 791: No More Reckless Actions

Preparing the mooncakes kept Qiao Xiaomai busy for seven to eight days straight.

Every night as she lay down in bed, a thought filled her mind: She should have hosted a feast instead!

If she had opted for a feast, it would only have taken two to three days of work, and if she had hired a chef from Polar Taste, she wouldn’t have needed to lift a finger, having all the spare time in the world.

Yes, she now considered her decision to offer mooncakes as thank you gifts to be excessively laborious.

This was not how one should express gratitude, it was simply exhausting to the point of sucking all the joy out of life!

Tong Sanlang sat next to her, gently massaging her body. Upon hearing her grievance, he said, “Take a few days off and just rest. Don’t worry about anything, I’ll handle it all.”

Tong Sanlang’s large hand perfectly kneaded her waist, his strength just right, relieving her stiffness and cocooning her in a sensation akin to an electric current – tingling and utterly relaxing.

Qiao Xiaomai sprawled on the bed, letting out soft moans of comfort.

“Ahh, I am just doomed to have a life full of worries, how can I possibly just rest!”@@novelbin@@

“You have nothing to do these next few days, so just relax.”

The wheat at home had all been sown, there was nothing left to do on the land – Qiao Changshun had a well-earned break.

Once the mooncakes were finished, there were no pressing matters that required attention. Starting from this moment, it was the beginning of their downtime as farmers.

After half a year of diligent work, the hardworking farmers could finally take a breather.

“At least I won’t be able to rest tomorrow, it’s Dazhu’s wedding,” Qiao Xiaomai pointed out.

“That’s easy, I’ll take you there on horseback, we’ll time it to arrive at mealtime, eat, and then leave,” Tong Sanlang proposed.

As he spoke, his hands didn’t pause their work, which caused Qiao Xiaomai to hum more loudly and sensually in comfort.

He narrowed his eyes lustfully, teasing, “Are you seducing me?”

“I’m always weak around you, and we have to attend the wedding banquet tomorrow. What if I can’t get out of bed…”

That would be truly embarrassing.

Having grown more comfortable with Qiao Xiaomai, he was now able to discuss such matters with apparent nonchalance.

Well, at least on the surface.

“Then I’ll drive the carriage and take you myself tomorrow,” offered Qiao Xiaomai.

Tong Sanlang, rendered speechless, pictured the scene and shook his head – it was too amusing.

“No can do.” He shook his head.

If anyone else found out about his potential sexual exhaustion, he’d never be able to show his face again in Anping Village.

“Then maybe you should massage me a bit more,” Qiao Xiaomai suggested as she turned herself around to lie facing Tong Sanlang. Deliberately puffing out her chest, she gazed at him with eyes filled with playful intent.

Tong Sanlang gently poked her forehead with his finger before allowing himself to collapse next to her. Reaching out an arm, he pulled her warm, soft body close to his, “Sleep,” he said.

He’d found himself turned on simply by looking at her back before. Now, if he were to press and knead her bare front, he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

Seeing this, Qiao Xiaomai let out a resigned sigh, “Fine.”

“Oh, and remind me to make a few mooncakes for my classmate Ya Wuxia in a few days,” she quickly added.

After sorting all the orders of Anping Village, she had to make separate arrangements for Yang Ye.

She could surely accommodate Ya Wuxia into her special preparations.

After all, he was the first friend Tong Sanlang had that could talk about literature as well as farming.