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

Tong Sanlang looked at Qiao Xiaomai’s suddenly frozen body, hurriedly took a few steps and circled in front of Qiao Xiaomai.

His handsome face was tinged with a little regret, “Miss Qiao, don’t be afraid.”

He didn’t suddenly appear to frighten Qiao Xiaomai.

However, Qiao Xiaomai’s 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, “Miss Qiao, I want to talk to you. You don’t have to be afraid. I have no intention of hurting you.”

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?

“Miss Qiao, you don’t have to be nervous, I really have no intention of hurting you. Um… let’s sit down and talk, there’s no one here.” Tong Sanlang said, casting a glance at the trees around them.

He picked out a tree trunk that’s 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, “A/Iiss Qiao, please sit.”

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 didn’t 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, “Miss Qiao, I’m sorry, I startled you again.”

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 wasn’t what he intended.

Yesterday, he didn’t want Qiao Xiaomai to be taken away by Yang Ye; he couldn’t 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 didn’t 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 Xiaomai’s eyes, and said, “Well… Miss Qiao, shall we exchange secrets? I’ll tell one of mine, you tell one of yours, how about it?”

Qiao Xiaomai”…”

She silently watched the man before her, not understanding what he was trying to do.

“You 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.”

Qiao Xiaomai let out a sound, speaking slowly, “You 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.”

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, “My martial arts, I learned from a teacher.”

Qiao Xiaomai blinked, “My strength, it suddenly appeared when I once fought back against my grandma. Maybe even heaven couldn’t stand it, so it helped me out..”