Quick Wear: I'm Wandering in My Little World

Chapter 263 The Landlord's Daughter 4

Zhang Xintong is a young lady and doesn't have to work, so she sleeps until noon.

After lunch, she went to the school to look for Zhang Dashan. Zhang Dashan had gone there in the morning, and Zhang Xintong wanted to go and see him.

When Zhang Xintong arrived, Zhang Dashan was arranging for people to reinforce the roof. The school had not been used for a long time, and the building needed to be repaired before it could be used again.

Zhang Dashan was busy as a madman, and the villagers who were hired to work there were even harder than him. They had heard from the landlord Zhang that all the children in the village could go to school for free. All the money would be paid by the landlord, and these people were very happy.

In addition to repairing the roof, the school also needs to repaint the walls, buy tables, chairs, benches, and books. After everything is ready, Zhang Dashan will invite the teacher to the village.

Zhang Xintong saw that everything was in order and she didn't need to worry about anything. Her father was still very reliable. Zhang Xintong looked at it for a while and then went home. It was still interesting to tease Song Hao.

When Zhang Xintong got home, she couldn't find Song Hao. He should have been chopping firewood at home these days. Where had he been? Zhang Xintong asked the old housekeeper.

"Grandpa Butler, where is Song Hao?"

The original owner had received help from the old butler in her previous life, and Zhang Xintong respected the old butler very much.

The butler was very happy to hear the young lady call him Butler Grandpa. He had watched the young lady grow up since she was a child, and in his heart the young lady was his own granddaughter.

"Miss, Song Hao went to the back mountain to cut wood."

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa Butler."

After the old housekeeper left, Zhang Xintong changed into a set of clothes that were convenient for climbing mountains. Zhang Xintong walked slowly towards the back mountain. She hadn't climbed a mountain for a long time and missed it.

Zhang Xintong quickly found Song Hao. Seeing Song Hao tied his clothes around his waist and his strong wheat-colored upper body covered in sweat, Zhang Xintong took out a towel and a pot of water from the space.

When Song Hao turned around, Zhang Xintong walked towards him. Song Hao saw Zhang Xintong coming and fell to the ground. He ran to the mountain just to avoid the lady, so why was the lady here?

Zhang Xintong was slightly stunned. What was going on? Was she really that scary? Zhang Xintong pondered for a moment. Song Hao should be chopping firewood at home. Why would he come to the mountain? Was he hiding from her?

Zhang Xintong squatted beside Song Hao and wiped the sweat off his body. Song Hao did not move, not knowing how to face the young lady.

After taking advantage of Song Hao for a long time, Zhang Xintong finally wiped the sweat off his body.

Zhang Xintong handed the kettle to Song Hao

"Song Hao, drink some water"

Song Hao stutters

"Thank you...Miss."

The kettle was very big, and Song Hao tilted his head back to drink. The repeated swallowing made his Adam's apple extremely sexy, and Zhang Xintong couldn't help but touch it.

Song Hao's hands trembled, and the water flowed down his mouth to his chest. Zhang Xintong complained, but her hands did not slow down, and she wiped Song Hao clean with a towel.

"Song Hao, how could you be so careless? You're not wearing any clothes. If you were, your clothes would be wet."

Song Hao choked and started coughing. Zhang Xintong gently patted Song Hao's back.

Song Hao stood up and moved away from Zhang Xintong

"Miss, it's okay."

Zhang Xintong......

"Song Hao, are you done with your work?"

"Miss, not yet, please go back first!"

"No, I'm here with you."

Zhang Xintong took out a handkerchief from her arms and put it on the ground, then sat down and looked at Song Hao while leaning on her arm.

Song Hao was frightened by the stares, so he put on his coat, chopped down a tree and said

"Miss, I'm done, let's go home!"

Zhang Xintong stood up and walked home along the same path as if she had forgotten her handkerchief.

Song Hao quietly picked up the handkerchief and hid it in his arms. Zhang Xintong's mouth curled up. This was the second handkerchief Song Hao had hidden.

Song Hao followed Zhang Xintong, carrying two tree trunks. Zhang Xintong was not walking fast, but Song Hao did not seem to be struggling. Zhang Xintong sighed, "What a wild man! He's really strong."

When they got home, Zhang Dashan had already returned. Zhang Dashan looked at Song Hao suspiciously and pulled Zhang Xintong into the dining room.

"Tongtong, although Song Hao is your benefactor, we just need to give him some good things. Don't be with him too often, or people will gossip about you."

"Dad, don't worry! I know my limits."

Zhang Dashan was used to spoiling his daughter and couldn't bear to scold her, so the father and daughter started to eat.

"Dad, is the roof of the school repaired?"

"It's almost done, it will be almost done by tomorrow"

"Dad, have you found a teacher?"

"Not yet. Dad will take people to repair the school first, and then go to the town to find a teacher."

"Dad, I want to go for a stroll in town tomorrow, is that okay?"

“Okay, take the potatoes with you.”

"Dad, Potato is sick and can't go. I want to go with Song Hao."

"Tongtong, it's not appropriate for you two to go together as a single man and a single woman."

"Dad, the gods said that I am only safe with Song Hao. I want to go with him."

Zhang Dashan had no choice but to agree as he believed in gods and immortals.

"Okay! But be careful, don't get too close."

"Okay, Dad, I got it."

Zhang Xintong returned to her room after dinner. She couldn't delay her cultivation, so she practiced diligently every day.

After practicing, Zhang Xintong took a comfortable bath. It was already late when she went to bed.

It was already late at night when Song Hao was dragged into his dream. The bed he had enjoyed so much the previous day appeared where he had chopped down trees during the day. The curtains obscured the person on the bed, so Song Hao couldn't see clearly.

Song Hao walked closer, opened the bed curtain, and the delicate body appeared in front of him. The lady on the bed was not wearing any clothes, nor was she covered with a quilt. Zhang Xintong looked at Song Hao pitifully.

"Song Hao, where is this? It's so cold!"

After what happened yesterday, Song Hao already knew it was a dream. He was so eager for the young lady that he had such a strange dream. But this was a dream, so he didn't need to suppress himself.

Song Hao took off his clothes and got on the bed, hugging the delicate and soft lady.

"Miss, I'll warm you up, and then you won't be cold anymore, okay?"

Zhang Xintong nodded shyly

"it is good"

Song Hao kissed her red lips and pushed her down on the bed.

Tonight, Song Hao is unbridled, strong, and does whatever he wants.

Song Hao tossed and turned until daytime and still didn't want to end.

Zhang Xintong's white and tender feet kicked the man's chest

"Song Hao, it's dawn, time to get up"

The calloused hands pinched the white and tender feet

"Miss, I still want to..."

"No, I want to rest."

"Miss, one last time"

"no"

Zhang Xintong's ecstasy was drowned in the passionate kiss, and Song Hao pressed against her again. This was a dream, and he could do whatever he wanted.

After this, Zhang Xintong ended her dream. She said she was going to town today, so she didn't sleep in and got up directly.

After Zhang Xintong finished packing, she went to find Song Hao, who was chopping wood again.

"Song Hao, come with me to town"

After two nights in the dream, Song Hao felt a little guilty when he saw Zhang Xintong.

"Miss"

"Well, come with me quickly."

"it is good"

Zhang Xintong asked the old housekeeper to prepare a carriage. Song Hao drove the car and she sat inside.

During the journey from the village to the town, Zhang Xintong did not flirt with Song Hao. She was so sleepy that she fell asleep in the carriage.

When the carriage arrived in town, Song Hao called Zhang Xintong

"Miss, we're here"

The carriage was silent, and no one answered. Song Hao called out twice, but still no sound came out. Song Hao became anxious and pulled aside the curtain.

Seeing that the young lady was still in the carriage, Song Hao felt relieved.