Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

At this time, a tall boy with a backpack walked to the other side of the courtyard.

Shi Li asked: "Who is that person?"

The young man had a tall and straight figure, healthy wheat-colored skin and a bit of wildness. Even if he passed by in silence, it would be hard not to attract attention.

Before Bai Yao could answer, Lan Ge said, "He is the repairman hired by my teacher. If there is anything in the manor that needs repair, you can ask him for help."

Luo Xuan also took another look and said, "He looks very young, probably younger than me. He's working and earning money so early."

"Big sister, there are still many people in this world who are forced by life." Shi Li looked simple and innocent. "Before my sister returned to the Luo family, she often had to work part-time to support herself. I remember the winter of her sophomore year in high school was particularly cold. The restaurant owner did not allow the workers to use hot water, so my sister could only wash dishes with cold water. From then on, she had the problem of frostbite in winter."

Speaking of this, Shi Li lowered his eyes in guilt, "It's useless to blame me. If I were older at that time, I could help my sister share some of the pressure."

Luo Xiao's eyes were moved. He looked at Luo Mianmian, and there was more guilt in his eyes. "Mianmian, it's my fault. I should have brought you back earlier, so you wouldn't have to suffer so much."

"Dad, I am very happy now." Luo Mianmian smiled brightly like the sun in April. "The past is all in the past. I have forgotten all the hardships. Now I only remember how happy my life was with Dad!"

Luo Xiao is already old, but he sometimes even gets teary-eyed when facing his daughter.

Luo Xuan snorted softly, "Pretending."

Luo Xiao frowned, "Luo Xuan!"

Luo Xuan was not afraid of her father's roar at all. She said bluntly: "They were just pretending. I didn't say anything wrong."

There were outsiders here, and Luo Xiao was embarrassed. "Look at you, you are so petty and calculating. You are not as sensible as your brothers and sisters!"

Luo Xuan: "I am the only daughter of my mother. I don't have any brothers or sisters."

"Xuanxuan, talk less." Cheng Li pulled her daughter's hand, but Luo Xuan shook her off, turned around and walked away quickly.

Cheng Li quickly said to Xiao Beichen: "Hurry up and follow her. She is not familiar with this place. Don't get lost."

Xiao Beichen said "hmm" coldly and followed him slowly.

Luo Xiao said embarrassedly: "My daughter has been spoiled by us. I am so sorry to have made a fool of myself in front of you."

Bai Yao wisely did not respond, but smiled and said: "Aunt Fang must have been waiting for us for a long time. You have come from afar, so let's go in and have a rest first."

Lan Ge glanced at the people present and put the melon he was eating aside in his heart.

Luo Mianmian walked at the end. She whispered to her brother, "Why are you angry with Luo Xuan again?"

Shi Li had looked like an innocent child before, but now that no one was paying attention to him, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled maliciously, "Who made her so stupid?"

In the afternoon, sitting by the window of the wooden house, you can see the calm lake outside. The atmosphere is quiet and beautiful.

Even if He Mian is busy with work, he will always leave an hour in the afternoon for himself to rest.

The so-called rest was just him carving a piece of wood with a small knife.

Amid the gentle breeze, there were sounds of brisk footsteps.

A pair of hands covered the boy's eyes from behind, followed by a deliberately lowered voice, "Guess who I am?"

It’s an old-fashioned game, but it’s not childish for couples in love.

He Mian stopped what he was doing, pretended to think for a while, and then said: "Is it a robbery?"

Bai Yao put down the hand covering his eyes, leaned on his back from behind, stared at his cold and hard profile, and said dissatisfiedly: "Is there a gangster as good-looking as me?"

He Mian put down what he was holding and looked up at her. "Is that a fairy that fell from the sky?"

She liked this answer.

Bai Yao laughed out loud and was pulled into his arms by his hands. When she sat on his lap, she felt the body temperature of the young man, who was still in the belated adolescence, which was higher than hers.

He Mian lowered his head and gently touched her lips, kissing her softly and closely, but never really kissing deeply. It was like a claw scratching at the bottom of her heart, making her feel itchy.

Bai Yao lost her patience with his procrastination, so she opened her mouth and bit him. This was the best way to urge him, so he hid his hoarse laughter, followed her wishes, and inserted his tongue into hers, entangled with hers.

He always liked to play this kind of "little trick" at times like this, as if it was a proof that Bai Yao still had desire for him, and that she still had an interest in him. Then his desperate gamble had not yet come to a conclusion, so he could continue to indulge himself.

When Bai Yao's hand was about to reach into his clothes, he held it down.

He Mian rubbed her face and whispered: "Stop it."

He is not a man with strong self-control. On the contrary, he has too many pent-up desires. If she sends out even the slightest other signal, he will not be able to control himself at all.

Bai Yao leaned in his arms, and slowly interlocked her hands. She was sharp-eyed, and suddenly sat up straight, pulled out her hands, lifted his face, and asked angrily: "What's the matter with the wound on your neck?"

Before He Mian could say anything, Bai Yao said, "Was it scratched by a branch again?"

He Mian: "..."

Bai Yao glared at him and pulled his collar down a little.

He said: "It's just a scratch, I'm fine."

Bai Yao ignored him and lifted up his shirt again, revealing the boy's strong, wheat-colored abdominal muscles. When her hand touched them, he tensed his body. Bai Yao couldn't help but stare at the mermaid line hidden under his pants, and gradually forgot the original purpose of examining his body.

She couldn't help it, and with curiosity and appreciation, she stretched out her finger and poked the line.

He Mian suddenly grabbed her wrist, "Yaoyao."

Bai Yao raised her eyes calmly and said as a matter of course: "If I can't even touch you, then what's the point of me being your girlfriend?"

He Mian's ears turned red and his face felt hot.

Bai Yao suddenly got back to the point, "Your injuries..."

He took her hand and placed it on his abdomen.

Bai Yao's eyes widened and he forgot the main topic again.

After a long while, she raised her face excitedly, "He Mian, you're so hard."

Fireworks exploded in He Mian's head, and the blood in his body began to boil. He covered the girl's uncovered mouth, his eyes were flustered, his face flushed, and he said uncomfortably: "Don't talk nonsense."

Bai Yao's beautiful black eyes curved into crescents as she stared at him with a smile, full of interest.

He Mian couldn't stand her gaze, but he couldn't bear to push her away, so he could only hold the back of her head with one hand and press her into his arms, with both hands around her body. The difference in size made it seem like his body was wrapping her up completely.

Burying his head slightly in the crook of her neck and sniffing her scent, the boy's heart was more confused than ever before.

He muffled his voice, "Idiot."

Bai Yao raised her eyes with difficulty, "He Mian, don't you like me anymore?"

He tightened his jawline and put his face close to hers to prevent her from seeing his embarrassed expression.

How could you not like it?

On the contrary, it was only because he liked her so much that he was afraid of her every provocation.