Fisherman and Peasant Girl

The plane crashed and he was reborn in a small fishing village in ancient times. She became a little girl working hard for her family in a small fishing village. The scholar father, the head of the family, turned into a carpenter and broke his leg, which made the family worse. The thin and beautiful mother is a crybaby, and she has three younger siblings who are yellow and hungry. Xie Binglin had no choice but to pick up the skills of confiscating houses and lead his family to make a fortune, and accidentally started the maritime trade. It has always been her life principle that the people do not fight with the officials. When the business grows, it is natural to find a backer. No, when the backer comes, she also has her husband. … The prince asked: "You said this tree was your favorite? Did you write your name on it?" Xie Binglin glared angrily: "I didn't write my name, but I hugged it, so of course it's mine!" But she was broken inside. She really didn't want to say a word about such childish words. The prince smiled and said, "Hey, if we hold you together, I'll be yours. Then if I hold you, you'll be mine, right?" He gestured as if he was about to hug me. "..." Her little face turned red with anger, she was actually being teased! "The prodigal son..." In the end, he ran away. In the first round, Xie Binglin was not as thick-skinned as anyone else and lost! ---- A person wants face and a tree wants skin. She has never seen such a shameless person in her entire life. "Master, where is your face?" Xie Binglin had to put down what he was doing and asked softly. "It's still here. Do you want to touch it? It's quite tender. I guarantee you won't be able to put it down!" After saying this, he moved his face up! "..." Can she throw this shameless guy into the sea? ------ After a long journey, the prince finally got the beauty back in his arms, but he couldn't compete for a drawing. One day, the prince angrily walked into the house from outside. He grabbed the charcoal in Xie Binglin's hand and threw it aside. He spread out a piece of good rice paper, stripped himself naked and lay down on the Arhat bed. He said domineeringly: "Draw me!" Xie Binglin was stunned, his hand still holding the pen, "..." Then his face turned red.