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Chapter 13 A Man Can't Say He's Small

Jiang Zebei walked to the stove, and Chen Mengtian discovered the other party's arrival.

She raised her head and revealed her face that had been washed away before but was stained with black and gray at this time.

Covering the lid of the pot, Jiang Zebei lowered his eyes and saw her dirty little face, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

I haven't seen each other for less than half a month, why are you getting stupider?

How could he know that Chen Mengtian, who was squatting in front of him, was a woman in the new era of the 21st century.

She has never used this ancient stove.

Jiang Zebei met Chen Mengtian's aggrieved eyes and sighed in a low voice, "Get up, go wash your face again, I'll burn the fire."

Chen Mengtian got up, but she didn't listen to him going out to wash her face.

She stood aside and watched Jiang Zebei make a fire.

I saw the other party put the hay in the stove and then put the dry branches, and then lit it with a fire break.

Lightly hold the dry branches with your hands until the fire becomes strong, then put some thicker firewood.

Seeing how Jiang Zebei burned the fire clearly, Chen Mengtian remembered it before walking out of the kitchen.

When she walked to the door, she remembered something and turned around and spoke to the person behind her, "Xiaobei, when the water boils, don't forget to put the bacon and the eggs in the bowl into the pot."

Xiaobei called out, Chen Mengtian didn't feel anything, but Jiang Zebei couldn't react a little.

He really didn't hear who she was calling.

It was not until the words behind sounded that I realized that I was talking to him.

Jiang Zebei's face was strange, and the corners of his mouth were slightly moved.

He turned his head slowly with a mechanical movement and stared at the girl standing at the kitchen door.

"You, what did you just call me?" he asked.

Chen Mengtian tilted her head and said, "Xiaobei, what's wrong?"

Hearing this title again, Jiang Zebei's face was pitch black and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't call me like that!"

His attitude made Chen Mengtian strange.

"You are one year younger than me, and calling you Xiaobei is not a bad person."

There is no problem with such an explanation, but Jiang Zebei does not accept it.

He added a few pieces of wood to the stove, stood up, and walked towards Chen Mengtian.

At this time, Jiang Zebei was emitting an unhappy aura, and Chen Mengtian could still notice it no matter how slow Chen Mengtian was.

Seeing the other party coming, she took two steps back and waved her hand at Jiang Zebei.

"What are you going to do? Let's talk carefully if you have something to do, but a gentleman will not act!"

Chen Mengtian's appearance, you don't want to come over, let alone hit me, which made Jiang Zebei laugh anxiously.

"That's right, I know that a gentleman will not act anymore." A tone seemed ridiculous and sarcastic.

But Chen Mengtian seemed to have not heard the mockery in his tone and said proudly: "That's natural. You are a scholar and you can't do it."

This is the first time Jiang Zebei has seen the shamelessness of the girl opposite.

He stepped up his pace and soon walked to Chen Mengtian.

The latter had nowhere to escape and showed a pleasing smile, "Let's have something to say. If you don't like me, I call you Xiaobei, then I'll be fine."

She also knew that Jiang Zebei might be unhappy because she called him Xiaobei just now.

At the same time, I also remembered something.

No matter how old this man is, he doesn't like women saying they are young.

Jiang Zebei looked at the girl's legs in front of him and stretched out his hand that was as long as jade but had a calloused between his fingers.

Chen Mengtian looked at his hand, and there was a look of fear on her face. Looking closely at her eyes, there was no fear inside.

There was even a little smile deep in my eyes.
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