Chapter 52

The remaining two cows, experiencing dystocia, have already been given oxytocin medication by Sikewell.

Now everyone can free up their hands to continue assisting the two cows with their calvings.

Shi Wen had been busy at Deng Yanma's house all day, so busy that he was dizzy and disoriented, and was not sent home by Zhang Deyuan until evening.

After entering his house, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't fed his livestock.

It's cold now, and he's not free today. All the livestock are kept in the barn and fed twice a day. He only fed them once this morning, but he didn't feed them this afternoon.

Shi Wen he was distracted and started to walk towards the livestock shed.

Yan Kexing strode over and grabbed him. "Where are you going?"

"Go feed the livestock." Shi Wen Yan Kexing, afraid that her blood, slime, and animal excrement would stain him. "Wait for me a moment, I'll be right back after feeding the livestock."

Yan Kexing: "I've already fed you. Take a shower and come eat."

Shi Wen's eyes widened. "You fed him? Were you very tired?"

"Feeding with a forklift is alright." Yan Kexing didn't mind his soiled clothes and gently nudged him. "Go take a hot shower."

Shi Wen was pushed into the bathroom, the door was closed, and the bathroom was warm and dry, even the sink seemed to be shining.

It's obvious that Yan Kexing has cleaned it.

Shi Wen felt a profound sense of happiness about life itself.

He looked at himself in the mirror, smiled, and suddenly felt completely revitalized.

He took off his dirty clothes and threw them into the laundry basket.

Even though he was about to eat, he still took off his toothbrush and started brushing his teeth.

When people have a lover, they always pay extra attention to their image.

Shi Wen brushing her teeth, washing her face, washing her hair, and taking a shower—she's practically polishing herself with a bath towel.

After he had washed himself clean and smelled of fresh shampoo and shower gel, he finally stopped, turned around to grab a towel to dry himself, put on his clothes, and go outside.

However, when her slender fingers reached for the towel rack, they found nothing.

He was dumbfounded.

He had completely forgotten to bring a bath towel, and didn't bring any clothes at all.

He turned and glanced at the bathroom.

Apart from the towels on the shelf and the filthy clothes in the laundry basket, he couldn't find anything to cover himself with.

If he wants to go out, he can only cover his private parts with a towel or put his dirty clothes back on.

Shi Wen had just washed herself clean, stood in the bathroom for a moment, hesitated, and then decided to choose the third option.

Shi Wen opened the bathroom door a crack, poked his head out, and called out to Yan Kexing.

Yan Kexing heard the sound and walked over. Shi Wen's gaze, who was only peeking out from behind the crowd, and paused. "You didn't bring any clothes?"

Shi Wen, "Hey, could you get me a bath towel?"

Yan Kexing: "Just a bath towel?"

Shi Wen imagined him rummaging through the closet looking for his underwear, and her face flushed instantly. She said firmly, "Just a bath towel!"

Yan Kexing went to his room with a smile and brought him his bath towel.

Shi Wen took the bath towel from Yan Kexing, wrapped it around his waist, opened the bathroom door, and hunched over as he quickly ran into the room.

Yan Kexing turned his back to him, trying to avoid embarrassing him.

Even so, Shi Wen rustling sounds still reached Yan Kexing's ears without missing a single detail.

Yan Kexing recalled a few months ago, one day, Shi Wen came out of the shower wrapped in a towel and bumped into him. Even though her ears were already red and almost bleeding, she insisted on asking him if his abs looked cool. Suddenly, he felt a little thirsty.

Chapter 52

Shi Wen came out again, she had calmed down, and the blush on her face had faded.

However, he didn't expect to Yan Kexing right after he stepped out.

He thought Yan Kexing entered the room!

He clearly didn't hear anything when he pressed his ear against the door to listen for sounds outside.

Shi Wen stopped in her tracks, her whole body stiffening slightly, and her ears turning a little red.

Yan Kexing gestured to him with his eyes. "Come and eat."

"Oh." Shi Wen walked over hesitantly. "Have you eaten?"

"I'll wait for you." Yan Kexing brought in the food that had been kept warm in the microwave. "I figured you must have used up a lot of energy, so I made three dishes and a soup for dinner."

Upon Shi Wen and looking at the dishes, I saw they were all my favorites, and immediately the little devil inside me wanted to shed tears of joy.

So many years have passed.

Someone else remembered what he liked to eat and brought it to the table.

After the meal, Shi Wen volunteered to wash the dishes and forcefully pushed Yan Kexing out of the kitchen. "The person who cooked doesn't wash dishes, you go and rest!"

Yan Kexing softened his body and let him push him. "Okay."

Shi Wen carefully washed the dishes, then went to wash up, even taking a shower again. She changed into a nice but not overly casual outfit, and only after making sure she didn't smell bad did she knock on Yan Kexing's door.

"Please come in." Yan Kexing's deep voice echoed in the room.

Shi Wen gently pushed open the door and peeked in. "Yan Kexing, I brought my childhood photo album, would you like to see it?"

Yan Kexing somewhat surprised. "Looking at the photo album?"

A soft voice Shi Wen, "It's so you can understand me better."

I've already flipped through the photo Shi Wen once, and all the photos that show my embarrassing past have been taken out. The remaining photos are all cute and adorable.

He was good-looking from a young age, like a delicate figurine; his photos were very presentable.

Yan Kexing sat at his desk, his long legs almost touching the wall.

Shi Wen was nowhere to sit, I had to sit on his bed.

Looking at the pile of books on the table, and then at Yan Kexing, who exuded an air of nobility, Shi Wen suddenly felt a little sorry for him.

The guest room in the house is too small; it's really unfair to him.

Yan Kexing extended his long, slender hand. "Let me see."