Female Supporting Character Transmigrates into a Book: Sir, Let’s Get Married

Chapter 29: He’s Not Worthy

Wei Luan stood there in a daze for a long time before he stammered, “I didn’t mean that… I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. Hit me if you want to.”

Wei Luan was a man who did not know how to talk, and he did not know how to coax a girl. After he finished speaking, as if he was afraid that Lin Yi would not believe him, he grabbed Lin Yi’s hand and pressed it against his face. “Go ahead!”

The man held Lin Yi’s small hand. The man’s palm was wide and warm, with a thin layer of calluses. It rubbed against the back of her hand, making her feel itchy.

Lin Yi’s heartbeat quickened, and she retracted her hand in embarrassment. “You pervert!”

Wei Luan was even more confused. Why did she call him a pervert?

“You really don’t despise me? Are you really not worried that I’ll embarrass you?” Lin Yi looked at Wei Luan’s sincere attitude and felt that she might have guessed wrongly.

“Why would I despise you? I would look down on myself sooner before despising you!” Wei Luan could not understand why Lin Yi would come up with such a ridiculous conclusion.

She was such a beautiful girl. He would never have the cheek to despise her! It was already good enough that she did not despise him.

“Alright, then I must have misunderstood… Hey, what happened to your hand?” Lin Yi suddenly noticed that Wei Luan’s hand was covered in small wounds.

Wei Luan immediately put his hands behind his back. “Nothing.”

“Let me see!” Lin Yi said firmly as she pulled Wei Luan’s hand over.

Lin Yi’s heart ached when she saw the small wounds on Wei Luan’s hand. “What happened? I’ll apply some ointment for you when we get back.”

Wei Luan did not care about such small wounds, but when he heard Lin Yi’s concern, he felt a little happy in his heart. Moreover, Lin Yi’s smooth and fair hands were holding his hand, and it felt extremely comfortable. He was even a little greedy for the wonderful sensation.

“It’s fine. It doesn’t hurt at all. Give me the pesticide bucket and I’ll help you.”

“Alright then.” After resolving the misunderstanding, Lin Yi understood that Wei Luan had specially come over to help her, so she was a little touched. “Actually, the pesticide bucket isn’t heavy, and the more you spray it, the lighter it becomes. I’m not tired at all.”

Lin Yi took off her mask and plastic suit and put them on Wei Luan.

Wei Luan’s heart ached as he looked at Lin Yi’s sweaty hair.

How could she say it wasn’t tiring?

The more sensible Lin Yi was, the more Wei Luan blamed himself.

She was originally a pampered young lady who had never suffered in the city. It was he who did not take good care of her and actually let her suffer like this.

After Wei Luan took over the job of spraying pesticides, Lin Yi stood beside the cotton field and looked at him.

Wei Luan’s speed was indeed very fast. His movements were extremely practiced and nimble. It did not take long for him to finish dealing with the remaining cotton fields.

When the two of them returned home, Lin Yi immediately took out her small medicine box and applied ointment on Wei Luan’s hand.

Actually, Wei Luan did not take these wounds to heart at all. He grew up in the countryside and was not afraid of hardship or pain.

Although Wei Luan was not afraid of pain or suffering, Lin Yi did not neglect him. She cared that his clothes were worn out, that he was injured, and his safety when it rained.

This feeling of being cared for was too unfamiliar to Wei Luan. It was simply extravagant and felt like a dream.

Wei Luan watched as Lin Yi held his hand and patiently applied the ointment for him. Her hand was soft and fair, a stark contrast to Wei Luan’s rough and tanned hand.

Wei Luan lowered his head and saw Lin Yi’s serious face. Her facial features were well-defined, exquisite, and beautiful. She was even more beautiful than many female leads in movies.

Wei Luan recalled that when he was doing farm work recently, people would secretly talk about him behind his back. Those men would always look at him with envy and secretly say that he was “lucky” and that he was “not worthy”.

Now, Wei Luan could suddenly understand the jealousy of those men.

He also felt that he was not good enough for Lin Yi, so it was no wonder those people said that.

“Alright, remember not to touch cold water today. Be more careful in the future and don’t get hurt again.” Lin Yi finished applying the medicine, packed her things, and went to the kitchen to make dumplings.

When he thought about how he would be able to eat Lin Yi’s dumplings, Wei Luan suddenly felt that he was the luckiest man in the world.

Lin Yi went to the kitchen and opened the porcelain basin. The dough inside had been sitting for more than ten minutes, and this meant it was very flexible and malleable by now.

The dumpling filling had already been mixed. She used the vegetables dug out by Liuliu and added some oil dregs.

The oil dregs would be very greasy if eaten alone, but it was just right to make dumpling fillings with vegetables. Not only was it not greasy, but the fragrance of the oil dregs could also enrich the taste of wild vegetables.