In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 414 - 412: No Appetite? _1

Chapter 414: Chapter 412: No Appetite? _1

As she struggled, the ties on one side of her pocket had already come undone.

Disheveled, wrinkled, it was tossed aside.

In sync with their rhythmic movements.

Stirring heartstrings.

The hint of white, full of red finger marks, the radiancy blooming below her collarbone, it dazzled his eyes.

"Pan’er, I want more! I haven’t had enough yet."

A low growl in his mouth, he plunged to her again.

She already couldn’t bear it, throwing her head back with all her might.

Whimpering, trying to shake off that irritating itch, the trembling deep in her bones.

The rustling sound was constantly heard, like a gentle breeze blowing through blooming flowers, scattering the faintly visible crimson spots.

Suddenly, there was a whimpering mourn, a cry of a kitten amidst a storm.

The rain was heavy, the winds fierce.

The thunder raged!

The cries, one after another, provoked compassion in their tone.

His low, soothing voice echoed once again.

But more so, it was the continuous sound of ferocious wind and rampaging rain.

No one knew how long it had been, but at last when the wind and rain ceased, she couldn’t hold her exhaustion any longer, collapsing into a deep sleep.

In her daze, she felt as if someone was moving her body.

She had no intention of resisting anymore.

She let him do as he wished.

The warm cloth covered her, wiped delicately, smoothing out the muddied body.

The newly added red trail on her skin, fair as condensed fat and white jade, was shockingly eye-catching, particularly her trembling curves, with beauty left in ruins after the ravaging - they were too irresistible for him.

Inch by inch he gently wiped with the warm cloth in his hand.

Later, he laid down close to her fragrant body, softly pulling her into his embrace.

The little woman moved slightly, nestled her head on his firm arm, rested against his robust chest, effortlessly found the most comfortable position and fell deeply to sleep.

In the morning, she was awakened by the aroma of food.

The strong scent of steamed eggs was so nostalgic, and it also made people...

Su Pan’er frowned, couldn’t help but pull up her quilt covering her nose, only half of her head exposed.

She slowly opened her eyes.

Just to see Qin Yi pushing the door open, carrying a white jade bowl in his hand: "Awake? I just steamed egg custard, added lilies, goji berries, and chestnuts, get up and eat."

Saying this, he casually leaned over and sat at the head of the bed.

"No, no, take it away quickly, it smells so fishy, unbearable!"

Unbearable?

Qin Yi took a whiff from the bowl.

"It’s just steamed egg custard, how could it smell fishy? Get up quick and eat, later we have to visit grandfather."

He scooped up a spoonful of steamed egg custard, bringing it to her lips.

Unexpectedly, as his hand reached out, Su Pan’er started to shout.

"Get it away, away! It smells awful, this egg custard smells so terribly fishy! Hurry up!"

"Alright, alright, I’m taking it, isn’t that enough?"

With no other choice, Qin Yi stood up and carried out the steamed egg custard. A while later, he returned with a bowl of meat porridge that was topped with some green vegetables and pickled cowpeas. "Are you feeling so sick because you caught a cold last night?" he asked.

It was now early autumn, and the temperature would noticeably drop at night.

Combining with the fact that they had indulged in carnal pleasures the previous night, leaving her unable to get a proper sleep for most of the night, it was entirely possible that she had indeed caught a cold.

Thinking about this, he suddenly felt regretful for his lack of self-control the previous night. "I guess you did catch a cold. Why don’t you prescribe a medication and have Aunt Zhou decoct it for you?" he suggested.

After conducting a silent self-evaluation, Su Pan’er found her body utterly powerless and sickly weak, and her heavy head utterly refused to leave the pillow. She forced herself to sit up only to find that her feet felt as if they didn’t belong to her and lacked strength. Furthermore, she had no appetite to eat anything.

"I think I really did catch a cold," she admitted.

She thought for a while and then said, "I wonder if my grandfather and parents got used to living there after they moved yesterday. Why don’t I prepare a medication and let Aunt Zhou decoct it. We can drink it after we visit my grandfather later?"

"That would work as well."

Qin Yi handed over the bowl again, "I initially thought you should eat some food to regain your strength. But since you can’t eat the steamed egg custard, you should at least try to drink some meat porridge."

Struggling, Su Pan’er accepted the bowl and fixated her gaze on the meat porridge for a long while without picking up the chopsticks.

Finally, she pushed away the bowl along with the chopsticks. "I have no appetite. Let’s go and see my grandfather first, and eat afterward," she suggested.

Having said that, she forced herself to stand up on her legs that felt as soft as cotton and began to dress.

"Even if you have no appetite, you should eat something. My bad! I will paper over this window tomorrow to prevent my Pan’er from catching a cold again," promised Qin Yi, earnestly.

"You..."

His words made Su Pan’er so upset that she relentlessly threw two almonds at him!

Thinking he was genuinely remorseful, only to discover he was just pretending!

Annoyed, she slipped her shoes on, rudely pushed him aside, and went to wash and rinse.

Once she had finished cleaning up and had prepared a medication for Aunt Zhou to decoct, she hurried over to the new residence.

Upon their arrival, her grandfather had already risen and was sitting in front of the house, facing the bridal chamber where Master Wang was making the final adjustments and discussing something with him.

Master Wang was responsible for the furnishing aspects.

Seeing their arrival, Master Wang hurriedly paid his respects, exchanged a few words and then excused himself.

"Grandfather, did you sleep well last night?" Su Pan’er examined Su Hai from head to toe, seeing that he seemed in a better state than yesterday, she felt slightly relieved.

"Not bad. Pan’er, Qin Yi, why did you come over so early? It gets really cold these days, I wanted to sleep a bit more, but I couldn’t," sighed Su Hai.

"Grandfather, don’t speak nonsense, you aren’t old at all," Su Pan’er hurriedly rushed forward, holding Su Hai. Qin Yi also rushed forward to help support him from the other side. "Grandfather, let Pan’er support you inside for a while."

"Alright then."

Seeing their determination, Su Hai didn’t refuse, he allowed them to support him inside the house.

"Qin Yi, Pan’er, you’re here. Come and sit inside," Su Lao Si was making a basket with bamboo strips. Hearing their voices, he looked up and warmly invited them. "Your mother is in the kitchen cooking breakfast."

"Alright, father, you carry on."

Both of them helped Su Hai to sit in a chair, while Qin Yi went to chat with Su Hai, Su Pan’er slipped into the kitchen.

Where the Stove was, stood a temporary pot cooking meat, filling the air with its rich aroma. Ke’er was sitting in front of the Stove, stoking the fire. Spotting her entering, his eyes lit up immediately. Running over, he hugged her, cheerfully calling her ’Fourth Sister’.

"Stop making a fuss and add some firewood," Mrs. Su-Hua, who was washing dishes, scolded Ke’er. Seeing Su Pan’er, she smiled. "I said you would come in the morning, that mischievous girl, Su Yue’er, stubbornly argued with me."

Could she blame her own wrongdoing on others?