Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Bai Yao said: "If it were me, I would probably leave, but you don't want to do that."

"Well..." Wen Xiaorou nodded, "My parents raised me, and I don't want to leave them like this."

"They plan to use you for marriage."

Wen Xiaorou's face became even more tangled, "Cousin, I don't know what to do anymore. I hate that my parents arranged for me to get married and have children in the future. But since I was a child, I have been able to live a life without worries about food and clothing because of my parents. I know Yes, there are still many children in the world who don’t have enough to eat or clothing to wear…”

To put it bluntly, she felt that even though her parents' interests came first, she also became a beneficiary in the process. If her parents had treated her harshly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation all these years, she would definitely be able to do so now and never look back. Leave the Wen family.

But over the years, except for her parents occasionally complaining that she was not a son, she would also have whatever other children had.

Wen Jiujiu was able to play with a computer when she was very young, and Wen Xiaorou's parents bought her a computer. Wen Jiujiu learned piano, and Wen Xiaorou's parents paid for her to learn dance. Wen Jiujiu's coming-of-age ceremony was held very grandly. Wen Xiaorou's coming-of-age ceremony was not bad either.

Wen Xiaorou knew that these things cost money.

She once quietly calculated how much money her parents spent on her. Maybe if she returned the money to them, she would be able to say that she did not want to get married, but the amount of money was too large, even if she worked by herself For decades, it may not be possible to pay it back.

Bai Yao suddenly asked: "Why are you so anxious to solve the marriage problem now?"

"Ah?" Wen Xiaorou was confused, "After I graduated from college, my parents said they wanted me to get married. Shouldn't I be anxious?"

"You also said you have graduated from college, but there are still four years left." Bai Yao sat on the chair and poured a cup of tea for Wen Xiaorou. She raised her lips and smiled: "Who knows what will happen in four years? ?”

Wen Xiaorou sat opposite Bai Yao. She glanced at the simple tea sets on the table. She didn't know when Bai Yao fell in love with tea tasting.

Bai Yao blinked and smiled brightly, "Do you reject getting married and having children if you like it?"

Wen Xiaorou shook her head, "I don't reject it."

"That's it." Bai Yao picked up the teacup, sipped the tea in a dignified manner, and then smiled: "What if you meet someone you like in the past four years, and he happens to be Is he a good match for you? It’s impossible for my second uncle and my second aunt to oppose you."

Wen Xiaorou was stunned, "What if I don't meet you?"

"That's very simple. There are still four years left. As long as you create greater value than the value of marriage in these four years, they will naturally not force you to marry. Maybe they will still I have to find a way to recruit you."

Bai Yao took another sip of tea calmly, "Xiaorou, you always think about problems from the perspective of avoiding problems. Of course there will be no way out. You need to do the opposite, such as observing more around you. Perhaps in the end, you will be the most suitable heir to the Wen family."

Wen Xiaorou's heart skipped a beat, "Me? Impossible! I...I can't compare to my cousin, nor can I compare to Wen Ming..."

Bai Yao just smiled and said nothing.

Wen Xiaorou's original purpose was to talk to Bai Yao so that she could find a clear direction, but when she left Bai Yao, she was even more confused.

Someone knocked gently on the window outside.

Bai Yao walked over quickly and opened the window.

The young man in red clothes and white hair stood outside the window, stretched out his hands, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said in a soft voice, "Yao Yao, something to eat."

There were two pine cones lying on the palm of his hand, and there was still water mist from the forest on them. Not only the pine cones, but also his clothes.

The water mist added a few spots to his clothes, and his long white hair was also stained with moisture. The tail of his hair hung obediently on the back of his head, almost dragging it on the ground covered with fallen leaves.

Bai Yao quickly ran out of the room and pulled him from the window to her room. After letting him sit down on the chair, she took out her dry towel, brushed his forehead aside, and wiped his forehead. of water mist.

"You went into the woods?"

He chuckled, "Well, I'm going to the woods."

When Bai Yao's towel reached the side of his face, he took the initiative to turn his face sideways and raised it slightly, matching her movements.

When he sat down, his long hair inevitably fell to the ground. Bai Yao quickly picked up his long hair and put it on his chest.

She wanted to wipe other places for him, so he consciously held his long hair with one hand and held the two pine cones tightly with the other hand.

He sat obediently and allowed herself to be manipulated.

He seemed to be a beautiful doll, no matter how she played with him, he would not resist.

Bai Yao felt a little itchy again and asked him gently, "Why did you go to the woods?"

"Yao Yao said she doesn't like me trying to please you, so I want to find something that I find interesting." He pursed his lips slightly, seeming a little more nervous, "This is not about pleasing you, it's about sharing. Yaoyao won't hate it, right?" ?"

Bai Yao's heart was suddenly poked at the softest place. She took the two pine cones and said, "I don't hate it. I like your sharing."

Her emotions were not deceptive, her words were true.

The corners of her pursed lips relaxed and formed a beautiful slight curve. While she was wiping herself, he quietly reached out and grabbed the corner of her skirt. The green floral skirt made his The fingers are so long and extremely pale.

It is like a touch of green spring entangled by the pure white that does not belong to the human world, thus creating more connections between the two worlds.

The pads of her fingers brushed against his cheek, then landed gently on his neck along the jawline. His Adam's apple rolled, and he softly let out a "hum" sound, like the purr of a small animal. I can't tell if it's painful or comfortable.

Bai Yao made a move.

He raised his face, not knowing what he noticed, and opened his hands in her direction, "Yao Yao, come here."

Bai Yao took a step closer, and his hand grabbed her arm at the same time. In an instant, she was in his arms and sat on his lap.

He lowered his face, as if looking at her. Then, he unbuttoned his collar, leaving the collarbone under his neck and the better scenery half hidden and half exposed. He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his. Above the collarbone, and then deeper into the clothes.

He lowered his voice and said, "Touch it for you."

Bai Yao, an old driver, felt a little ashamed. The pornographic waste he had just thought about was actually realized by him so generously!

She silently clasped her hands together in her heart, male Bodhisattva.

He suddenly laughed softly. The fingers of his other hand followed her previous pattern and slowly moved down the side of her face. His fingertips passed her neck and felt the excitement in her jugular veins. The beating, and the heat of the blood under her thin skin.

Then, the fingertips stayed outside the collar. After two seconds, the index finger gently moved down, slightly twisting the line of her collar, touching the curvature of her collarbone and the more secret underwear underneath. Shoulder straps.

"Let me touch you too, okay?"

Bai Yao was fascinated for a moment, raised her head and kissed her, "touch it."

With his previous experience, he opened the corners of his lips slightly, leaned down, and continued to press closer, pouring almost all of his heat into her.

Bai Yao's right ankle felt like it was rubbed by furry things several times, which made her feel a little itchy. She tried to retract her foot, but his hand grabbed her calf.

This time, her entire legs seemed to be wrapped in warm fur, and the tickling feeling caused by the fur climbed up her calves, reached the hem of her skirt, and continued to go up.

Suddenly, she trembled in his arms. Surprise did not come out of her open mouth, but instead she received more warmth.

As night fell, the power went out again in the old house.

An unknown scream pierced the night, causing the crows in the forest to fly away.

"Dead!"