General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 262

Chapter 262: Tormenting the Scumbag (1)

At night, Wei Ting returned travel-worn.

Su Xiaoxiao never asked what he was doing outside.

Today was different. He emitted a strong smell of blood.

“Are you injured?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

“No, it’s not my blood,” Wei Ting said.

He must have killed someone then.

Su Xiaoxiao continued to pick out the light and do needlework. The three little fellows were sleeping soundly on the bed.

Wei Ting seemed to have returned to a time many years ago.

His father had returned from the military camp, and his mother was mending their clothes in the room…

But now, his father and brother had died in battle, and his mother had moved into the temple hall.

“It’s altered. Try it.”

Su Xiaoxiao bit off the thread, put the embroidery needle away and stood up with the clothes.

Wei Ting paused. “For… me?”

“Bought clothes for the whole family. Your cuffs are a little short. I let down the hem.” Seeing that he wasn’t moving, Su Xiaoxiao came to him. “Lower your head.”

Wei Ting leaned forward slightly.

Su Xiaoxiao covered him with the clothes and he cooperatively stuck his arm in. Su Xiaoxiao pulled his sleeve and smiled. “It’s just right.”

Wei Ting was a little stunned.

After his father and brother passed away, his mother never took a needle and thread again, nor did she make clothes for others.

“Ugly,” he said, looking at the crooked stitching on his cuff.

Su Xiaoxiao exploded. “I altered your clothes for you, and you still despise them? If you have the ability, don’t wear it! Take it off!”

Wei Ting did not take it off for her.

She jumped up and took it off!

Wei Ting looked at her jumping up and down and couldn’t help but laugh softly.

“You’re still laughing? I caught you!”

Su Xiaoxiao grabbed his lapel and pulled hard. Unexpectedly, she didn’t pull the clothes off him. Instead, she pulled him over with the clothes.

“Hey…”

She let out a low cry.

Wei Ting bumped into her and knocked her onto the bed behind him.

Wei Ting hugged her chubby waist with one hand and supported the bed with the other, pressing himself against her.

This posture was too ambiguous. Su Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but think of that time in the alley.

The difference was that when she was presently pinned under him and they were even closer.

Her small heart pounded.

His handsome face was inches away, and his warm breath landed gently on her cheek with the gentleness of the night. Could he be hiding from someone this time?

Su Xiaoxiao blinked at him.

A man and a woman in the same room, together with three sleeping children…

The atmosphere was a little dizzying.