Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

Tong Xiyuan jumped out from the back seat the moment the car tilted. Fan He felt a lightness behind him. He stepped on the ground to stabilize the car and turned his head to look over.

He glanced at the boy with a serious look. The boy's mother covered the child's mouth and walked away quickly, saying as she walked: "It's wrong to laugh at others."

Fan He shifted his gaze to Tong Xiyuan.

Tong Xiyuan stood there and gave him an awkward smile. A sentence suddenly came to his mind: Husband and wife belong to the same forest...

bah bah bah.

When disaster strikes, he won't abandon Fan He.

Van He said, “Come up.”

Now that you've married him, don't think about keeping yourself out of trouble.

Tong Xiyuan walked over and sat down again, raised his hand and lightly wrapped it around Fan He's waist, "I won't run this time, you ride it."

Because of this touch, Van He subconsciously straightened his back. He stepped on the pedal again, and after trying crookedly several times, he finally mastered the trick.

Tong Xiyuan slowly curled up his feet that were supporting the ground, felt the slow and steady pace of progress and said, "Go back and teach me."

Fan He snorted barely perceptibly, "No."

The car was speeding up and heading towards Baixing Village.

Tong Xiyuan looked up at Fan He's black hair blowing in the wind and said, "If you don't teach me, you will have to get up at five o'clock to send me to work."

Fan He was silent for a moment and pedaled faster.

With a bump, Tong Xiyuan hit him on the back with a bang. He felt dizzy for a while. He rubbed his forehead and said in a muffled voice: "Don't take revenge on me personally."

Fan He slowed down, leaned back in relaxation, with a smile in his eyes that he himself was not aware of.

Half an hour later, before it got dark, the two had returned to the village and happened to run into villagers who were going home from work.

No one knew that they had already obtained the marriage certificate, but they all knew how Tong Xiyuan felt about Fan He. Seeing this, they all figured out something in their hearts and excitedly stopped Tong Xiyuan and Fan He.

"Hey, where's the bicycle from?"

"How come you two are already on the bike in the blink of an eye? Tsk tsk tsk, you hug me and I carry you, you have no shame at all."

"Tong family boy, does it look like we have to invite everyone to the wedding banquet, huh?"

Fan He lowered his eyes and said nothing. The word "wedding" triggered his previous memories, the fate he had with the Liu family. If the village chief, who was over fifty years old, had not advised him with tears in his eyes to find someone to rely on, he would not have nodded in agreement.

I still remember that on the wedding day, Liu Laoer got drunk and boasted to others how he married him without spending any money. He looked like a smug villain. If that guy hadn't drunk himself to death in advance, Fan He would have taught him a lesson personally when he had no choice that night.

Tong Xiyuan got off the back seat and said to everyone with a smile: "Of course I will treat you to a wedding banquet, but in response to the country's call for thrift and diligence, we won't hold a large banquet. If you are free, please come to my house for dinner tonight."

There were also some vegetables, meat, rice and noodles at home that he had just bought when he bought a radio, which were just right for stir-frying a few delicious big pot dishes.

When he said this, everyone agreed happily.

Fan He looked at the back of Tong Xiyuan's head and pulled the corner of his mouth. He'd better drink more tonight and not think about other things when he's drunk, otherwise don't blame him for turning against him.

Around seven o'clock in the evening, villagers came in groups of three or four, carrying small stools.

They also knew that Tong Xiyuan's previous father was unreliable, and now that he had just married, he probably didn't have much money.

In fact, a second marriage like Fan He's shouldn't be celebrated in a big way.

They just came to join in the fun and eat something at home, and they didn't expect to fill their stomachs with any rich fish or meat from Tong Xiyuan.

But when Tong Xiyuan brought the dishes to the table, everyone was still surprised.

"It smells so good, even better than the dishes my mom cooks."

"I can eat the food cooked by the chef of the state-owned restaurant without going to town. There are meat and eggs. It's worth it tonight."

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about it. I need to eat more. I can't afford to go to that state-owned restaurant."

The commotion lasted until almost eleven o'clock. After Tong Xiyuan sent everyone away and locked the door, he returned to the house and saw that Fan He had already finished taking a bath with hot water.

After a simple scrubbing, he walked over, looked at Fan He's flat chest and said, "There is only one bed in the house."

With such obvious physical features, how did the villagers mistake Fanhe for a girl?

When Fan He noticed his gaze, his face darkened for a moment. He took up the entire bed and said confidently, "You sleep on the floor."

"No," Tong Xiyuan glanced at the dusty ground, sat on the edge of the bed, took off his shoes to dry his feet, and pushed Fan He in, "Let's sleep together."

The force of the soft hand pushing on his waist was too obvious. Fan He grabbed Tong Xiyuan with his backhand, turned over and supported himself on Tong Xiyuan, and asked dangerously: "How do you sleep?"

Could it be that you married him just because of his face and body?

Were all the good things offered to you before just sugar-coated bullets?

The light bulb above his head was a little bright. Tong Xiyuan shrank down, letting Fan He's head block the light cord, biting his lip and said, "Let's sleep like this for now."

The Civil Affairs Bureau did give him family planning supplies, but not that one because he was afraid it would be too painful.

His actions gave Fan He a great misleading feeling. The man's face darkened even more, and he almost gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, if you want to sleep, then don't scare me."

Tong Xiyuan opened his mouth, but his reaction was slow, "Ah?"

The next second, his hand was pulled and touched something. Tong Xiyuan's head buzzed and his face turned red and he stammered, "You, you..."

Sure enough, he will never be the shameless person.

Fan He sneered a few times, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. It was the first time he exposed his true gender in front of others. Seeing the surprise on Tong Xiyuan's face, he couldn't control what he said.

"Is it surprising? Disgusting? I'm a man, not the woman you want."

Obviously he should feel happy after saying this, but for some reason he felt so upset. Tong Xiyuan wanted to marry a woman, and he also wanted to please a woman. All these things took him half a month without knowing why.

Now that the truth has been revealed, this man probably no longer values ​​the marriage certificate he treasured in his pocket.

After that, Fan He clenched his fists. Who would be the next person to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with Tong Xiyuan?

His strength became stronger and stronger, and Tong Xiyuan's wrist began to hurt. He frowned, and found that Fan He's current mood was not right, and hurriedly comforted him: "It's not disgusting, I always knew you were a man."

"What did you say?" Fan He was stunned.

The chirping of insects outside the window suddenly stopped, and the fantasies in his mind suddenly dissipated. It was a clear and bright moment, and it seemed that only the two of them were left.

He stared into Tong Xiyuan's eyes, trying to find some evidence of lying and disgust in them, but after looking for a long time, Tong Xiyuan was still looking at him firmly.

Tong Xiyuan: "I said, I always knew that I was sincere in marrying you."