Substitute Bride: The Gentle Husband of the Evil Girl is Crazy and Wild

Gu Fei's hand was on the woman's waist through a thin layer of inner clothing.

Not wanting her to notice anything, he looked calm and indifferent, his hands gently pressing on her waist.

The only light source in the room was a tung oil lamp.

Neither of them spoke. Apart from each other's breathing, the only sound was the rustling of bamboo leaves in the wind outside.

The atmosphere is too quiet.

As the pressure on the waist increased, the skin there became hotter and hotter, causing Gu Fei's heart to tremble.

Being pressed by him like this, Li Xiaoyu's eyelashes couldn't help trembling. She slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was Gu Fei's face in the dark.

He had his back to the oil lamp, and the darkness obscured the expression on his face.

I looked down at his hand that was rubbing his waist, and the hand with distinct joints following his movements.

The palms are sometimes up and sometimes down.

An almost ambiguous atmosphere flowed between the two of them.

Because she was lying on her back, her abdomen rose and fell when she breathed.

Unconsciously, she began to breathe in rhythm with Gu Fei's massage of her waist, which caused her to hold her breath unconsciously, and her waist was no longer soft when it was massaged.

“Don’t hold your breath.”

Gu Fei's slightly helpless voice sounded.

Li Xiaoyu had been observing Gu Fei. When she came to her senses, she quickly relaxed her body.

She placed her hands neatly on either side, exhaled softly, and asked obediently, "Is this okay?"

"Okay," he said in a hoarse voice.

I don’t know which point on her waist Gu Fei pressed that made her feel itchy, and she couldn’t help but laugh.

"It's a little itchy."

When he heard her laugh, the man slowed down his movements.

Noticing the change in his hand, Li Xiaoyu immediately stopped laughing. Gu Fei pressed with just the right amount of force. She didn't want to make him angry because of her laughter just now.

But if we don't do anything, the atmosphere will be a bit weird.

She pursed her lips, blinked, thought for a while, and then took the initiative to find a topic to talk about.

"Gu Fei, how much water is left in the water tank?"

Gu Fei couldn't tell exactly how much was left, so he replied, "Not much."

After hearing little, Li Xiaoyu thought about fetching water. When he thought about having to fetch water while injured, no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't help complaining.

"Why don't we live at the foot of the mountain? It would be much more convenient to fetch water this way."

Hearing this, Gu Fei's eyes paused slightly, and her calm voice was a little doubtful: "The well is far away from us?"

"It's not far, but there are a lot of steps."

"more specific."

Li Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he wanted to ask in such detail. Since he had nothing to do, he told him about the route of the well.

After hearing this, Gu Fei frowned slightly.

The two chatted for a while, and the strange atmosphere surrounding them slowly disappeared as Li Xiaoyu fell asleep comfortably.

Listening to her steady breathing, Gu Fei straightened her wrinkled clothes.

He leaned against the head of the bed, tapped the edge of the bed lightly with his fingertips, his lazy willow-leaf eyes showed no emotion.

That night, whenever he heard a rubbing sound nearby, he would reach out and touch the woman's shoulder to prevent her from sleeping on her side and rubbing off the ointment on her face.

And he hardly slept all night.

The next day, Li Xiaoyu woke up and got out of bed yawning.

When she walked out of the room, she saw Gu Fei writing and drawing again. She rubbed her nose gently and prepared to go out to wash her face.

As soon as I turned around, I heard the man say, "Wash your face and hands, and reapply the medicine."

Tears welled up in her eyes whenever she yawned, so she wiped away the tears and replied in a nasal tone, "Okay."

Just as Li Xiaoyu said last night, the sky was covered with dark clouds and it was drizzling.

After washing her hands and face and applying medicine, she went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

As soon as he opened the lid of the pot, a fragrant smell of rice wafted into his nose. Looking at the porridge that was not very thick, Li Xiaoyu clenched his five fingers slightly.

She tilted her head to look at the door, her lips slightly pursed.

She scooped two bowls of porridge and brought them to the main room. She said softly to the expressionless man opposite her, "Eat."

While washing dishes, she looked at the little water left in the water tank and sighed helplessly. She put on her straw raincoat, took the shoulder pole and bucket to fetch water.

Before leaving, she said hello to Gu Jiaojiao: "I'm going to fetch water."

Just as Gu Fei was about to call her back, a voice louder than thunder in the sky came: "Xiao Yu, Lin Dashan is here to seek revenge, come home with me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Li Xiaoyu immediately put down the bucket and opened the door.

Li Guangchang ran too fast, and the road was slippery due to the rain, so it was unknown how many times he fell. In short, half of his clothes was covered with mud.

He shouted and ran to the door of Gu's house.

Seeing that Li Xiaoyu was staring at him seriously with a frown on her face, he grabbed her hand and walked towards the Li family.

The former pulled him back and nearly caught him.

Li Xiaoyu held him up and remained calm. "Lin Dashan's head was broken open yesterday, and he still came here to seek revenge?"

Li Guangchang held her arm, his mud-covered face full of fear.

He nodded his head like pounding garlic, "Here he comes. Not only did he come alone, he also brought his brothers with him to seek revenge. When you are not here, my father and I cannot defeat them."

"They are coming to our house soon. Come with me and take a look."

"Otherwise, my parents, my second sister and I will be beaten into dung beetles by them."

Li Xiaoyu felt something was wrong. The master's master and the village chief were both there yesterday. Even if they didn't listen to the village chief, the master's master was the teacher of the Lin family's youngest son.

For the sake of their youngest son's future, they would not rashly seek revenge.

Seeing Li Guangchang jumping in anxiety in front of him, he didn't seem to be lying, so he decided to go and take a look first.

He turned around and shouted to the main hall: "Gu Fei, I'm going to check on the Li family."

After saying this, without waiting for the man to react, she hurriedly followed Li Guangchang and left home.

The sound of footsteps mixed with the sound of rain was clear yet blurry.

The man in the main room limped out, walked to the corner and picked up the bamboo stick standing there.

Relying on his familiarity with the yard, he stepped into the muddy yard.

He heard it when Li Xiaoyu put the bucket down and secretly noted down the location where the bucket was placed.

The drizzle wet his clothes little by little.

It also covered his delicate face, and he just blinked.

He felt around in both buckets and then picked up the bucket with the rope attached.

He hooked the bucket with his right arm and used the bamboo stick in his left hand to explore the way.

The fat parrot, who was playing by himself on the beam, tilted its little head left and right when it saw him go out in the rain.

He flapped his wings and followed.

Quarter of an hour later, after seeing off a group of Lin brothers, Li Xiaoyu speechlessly rolled his eyes at the Li father and son.

Seeing her contemptuous look, the father and son shrank back.

"Dad didn't know they were here to apologize..."

"Xiao Yu, don't hit Big Brother. They are a huge group of people. I thought they were coming to beat us up."

The rain is getting heavier.

Li Xiaoyu was too lazy to talk to them any more. He took a few gifts of condolence and went home.

You have to pass that well on your way home.

She walked through the bamboo forest and, with a wide view, saw a familiar figure emerging from the heavy rain.

She paused in shock and froze where she was.

Gu Fei was holding a bucket in his left hand. He had to bend down with every step he took and use his right hand, which could not hold anything, to touch the stone step to the next step.

But that clean clothes was already covered with mud from the knees down.

This was the most miserable state she had ever seen on him, but it suddenly appeared before her eyes at this moment.

No wonder he asked me to be more specific last night...

Looking at him like this, she felt a little sympathy.