Reborn 1980 Married to the toughest guy in the army

Jiang Wan sneered: "It sounds like I care about you very much. If you have the ability, tell your father. If he can change his mind, we will all be happy!"

Hearing the words, Ping An suddenly wilted.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Qiao Liancheng came back quietly.

Although the voice was very soft, Jiang Wan still heard it.

There were no lights in the room, and the bright moonlight filtered in. You could vaguely see the fit man holding a bunch of things and placing them gently on the ground.

Ping An is already asleep in the crib!

Just as Jiang Wan was about to ask him what he was holding, Qiao Liancheng had already put down his things, picked up a basin and went out.

Jiang Wan got up and turned on the light, and saw some agricultural tools, including shovels, hoes and rakes.

Look carefully, there is some fresh soil on it.

Jiang Wan was surprised. He went out after seven o'clock in the evening, and it was now ten o'clock.

Could it be that he had been digging the ground for the past three hours?

After a while, Qiao Liancheng came back, and when he opened the door, a cloud of water vapor came in.

"Did you go take a shower?" Jiang Wan asked in surprise, looking at his wet hair.

Qiao Liancheng hummed: "Did I wake you up? Sorry!"

Then he put down the basin, hung up the wet towel, and said while doing it:

"The land application has been approved, and I will go to reclaim the land."

"No one has been cultivating that land. The soil is very hard. I'm afraid you won't be able to plant it!"

He said it in an understatement, as if it was nothing to him!

Jiang Wan was even more surprised: "Your speed is too fast. Have you finished cultivating the land?"

Qiao Liancheng shook his head: "No, it's so fast, maybe a third of it!"

"As for the land, I told the logistics department today, and I'll just write another application to fill it in tomorrow!"

As he said this, he walked to the bed, took a bedroll and threw it on the floor, planning to make a bed!

Jiang Wan hurriedly called out to him: "Your hair is wet. Sleeping now is not good for your health. Wipe your hair clean!"

Qiao Liancheng said nonchalantly: "No, I'm used to it. I don't know when my hair will dry. I still have to do it tomorrow morning!"

After saying that, he laid the floor and planned to sleep.

Jiang Wan looked at the bed she occupied and then at the shabby floor, feeling a little guilty.

Without thinking, she walked to him in a few steps, pulled off her towel that had just been washed a few degrees whiter yesterday, and covered Qiao Liancheng's head.

"No, don't move. I'll wipe it for you. Even if it's not completely dry, it should be half dry, otherwise you'll have a headache when you get old!"

Jiang Wan's tone was harsh, even half-commanding, but the wiping movements on her hands were gentle.

The moment the towel came over him, Qiao Lian almost made a move instinctively.

He is a martial arts practitioner, and his body has already developed instinctive conditioned reflexes.

He tried hard to restrain himself and before he could say anything, Jiang Wan's hand fell on his head.

He was 1.8 meters tall and was sitting on the floor, with his head just reaching Jiang Wan's chest.

Jiang Wan's gentle movements made his body stiffen instantly. Especially when he felt the warmth transmitted from the other person's body, Qiao Liancheng somehow thought of the scene when the two of them were together that night.

Although he was drugged and his body was not in control, his mind was clear.

Therefore, that scene will never be forgotten.

For Qiao Liancheng, that night was a shame and a past that he did not want to recall for the rest of his life.

Now, that scene actually appeared in his mind again.