His warmth was much stronger than he imagined.
While waiting for the iron to soften, Sheng Qianmo also sat down next to her and said mysteriously: "Nuan Nuan, are you willing to cooperate with Sheng Jun?"
Shu Nuan said goodbye, pursed her lips to hold back her laughter, and said seriously: "I'm not from the North."
"You are my wife. Your daughter still has the blood of Northerners, so don't deny it."
Shu Nuan held up his chin, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said casually: "There are so many people who want to cooperate with me. I wonder what King Sheng will use to impress me?"
Sheng Qianmo thought seriously: "Let me think about it."
"You have to think about it carefully."
I warmed my fingertips and tapped the tip of my chin every time, feeling very good.
However, not long after he finished speaking, Sheng Qianmo suddenly put his arm around her shoulders and pushed her towards him. As soon as Shu Nuan turned around, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips without leaving any trace. Shu Nuan was stunned for a moment. The man bit her lightly.
In the iron-making furnace, blah, blah, the fire is burning.
Shu Nuan opened his eyes and clearly saw a blazing fire flashing through Sheng Qianmo's eyes, which were bright and shining.
The two of them were sitting under the iron furnace and kissing. There was still a lot of busy people outside. Shu Nuan felt a little ashamed, but someone didn't realize it. He had to kiss her hard enough before he let her go.
After the kiss, Sheng Qianmo licked the corner of his lower lip with unfulfilled interest and said, "If it's not enough to impress Nuannuan, you can continue."
"..." A few seconds later, her whole little face was very hot under the firelight. She bit her glossy lips and said angrily: "Keep going, you can fish it out!"
"Okay." Sheng Qianmo had no choice but to get up from her side reluctantly, and actually took the iron rod directly to the stove to fish for iron pieces.
Shu Nuan stood up, "Hey! Grab the latte with tongs!"
"I know." Sheng Qianmo changed into a pair of long iron pliers.
"Hands, keep your hands away..."
"good."
"Don't use too much force, I'll be pinched in half by you soon."
"oh."
"Leave it here and get another hammer."
Sheng Qianmo placed the soft iron block on the big stone platform and changed the hammer as he wished.
"Just polish it according to the shape on my drawing."
Sheng Qianmo took a look at her drawings. Such detailed work was a bit difficult. No, it was quite difficult. But the difference was that there were always warm, soft and pleasant voices in his ears guiding him on what to do. Sheng Qianmo then Listening to her, she polished the iron block with a hammer, shaped it into a sword, then soaked it in cold water and cooled it. During this period, the iron-making furnace was fired twice more, and the polishing and cooling process was repeated several times until the sword The shape finally takes shape.
Shu Nuan said slowly while drinking tea: "The last step is to open the front."
"Um?"
"Just sharpen the end of the sword, sharpen it, and it's done." Shu Nuan continued to drink her jujube tea leisurely.
"I want to drink Nuan Nuan too." Sheng Qianmo suddenly said without meaning.
Shu Nuan paused for a moment, knowing that it was really hard for him to do this for the first time and that he was sweating profusely due to the fire, so Shu Nuan rewarded him with a sip of jujube tea and ordered him to continue working.
Sheng Qianmo is already handsome, but he becomes even more handsome when he takes it seriously.
When sharpening the sword, he lowered his head, doing what he was doing with his eyes focused and calmly. The sweat slid down his face and over the graceful lines of his neck, which was very...sexy and sultry.
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([Hand-painted nail polish expression] Today’s authors think about abusing readers all day long. If they don’t make readers cry, it’s not considered abuse. But I don’t. I am that different kind of firework. I just think about how to give... You give out delicious candies~ (Don’t ask me about my face, I don’t know) so the point is that you have to vote~~~PS spoilers for a little dessert (Uncle Sheng will go to war in the future, I can’t bear to count the warmth) Zhu Niannian took Qingzhi to the front line to find Uncle Sheng, and then snored sweetly to death in the army to kill the singles in the army (including you, me and him~smile~))