Stop Ge

Jiang Zhige was young and energetic, and all kinds of worries were stuck in his lower abdomen, which could not be relieved.He grew up with his mother, who was strict with herself. Her understanding of the relationship between men and women came from word of mouth among fellow villagers. Because he did a lot of farm work on weekdays, he was exhausted and just wanted to get out of bed when he returned home, so he decided to do it himself. Relief is rare.

He had a dream that night, and the dream has a long aftertaste, and when he wakes up, he is afraid that he will have infinite reverie.However, when he fell asleep, he had no clear dreams when he woke up. He only remembered a muscular body.

The quilt was wet, Jiang Zhige recollected the feeling of last night, he seemed to understand something, but he didn't understand anything.He is a boy, and Lu Yan is also a man. What's the matter with two men? Could it be that the girl pretends to be too much, and he really became a girl?

Jiang Zhige's cheeks seemed to be smoked by hot steam. He smelled strong, and he was afraid of being smelled when he was hanging in the yard, so he moved two chairs inside the room and hung a quilt to dry in the shade.The quilt was taken to wash. In order not to arouse Lu Yan's suspicion, he also washed his clothes and brushed his shoes.

Lu Yan saw that the quilt was so heavy that he had washed it, and it was even more damp after being soaked in well water. He walked over to help, but Jiang Zhige simply blocked the tub with his body.The smell of fresh saponins is delicious, like a thrilling flower blooming.

"Master said he was hungry." Lu Yan didn't dare to grab it, for he was afraid that if he touched his hand or arm, he would definitely not be able to hold on.

The master barely ate breakfast, Jiang Zhige was wary that the master would be hungry, and the rice was still in the pot, which could be heated on the stove at any time.Jiang Zhige wiped his hands on his skirt, his fingers soaked in well water were all white, like the heart of a white radish: "It's in the pot, I'll heat it up, you go back first, the master can't leave you."

While the meal was hot, Jiang Zhige wrung out the sheets and dried them in water to dry them. He sniffed them like a kitten, but there was no strange smell from the tip of his nose, only the coldness of well water and the smell of saponins. He felt that there was no problem. contented.He purposely stared at that area and slammed it hard, until it was almost transparent before letting go.

After delivering the meal to the master, Jiang Zhige told Lu Yan that he went out to buy vegetables, and it was already late to go out today, and there would be no fresh vegetables any later.

Lu Yan knew that the fresh dishes were prepared for himself, so he couldn't help telling him to remember to go early and come back early.

After taking a bite, the master spat on purpose, stared, and yelled that the pumpkin porridge was not good, and he was hungry if he refused to eat. Lu Yan wanted to cook egg custard, but Jiang Xiaoge had no time to watch the fire after shopping for vegetables, so he had to go to the kitchen Find some side dishes to eat with porridge.

Jiang Xiaoge went out, her washed quilt cover and clothes were hanging on the rope, so clean and pure in broad daylight.Lu Yan couldn't help but greedily took a second look, as if he saw the slippery body under his clothes.Through the window, Lu Yan saw two chairs in the house with quilts hanging on them, and suddenly understood what was going on, and rushed into the kitchen blushing with embarrassment, knocking his toes on the threshold.

Lu Yan's toes hurt badly. He took off his shoes and found that there was blood under the nails, and the nails were all purple, but it was nothing.

It’s not enough to dry in the house, so I have to go outside to dry and see the wind and sunshine.Lu Yan, who was ashamed just now, now disregards suspicions of men and women, perhaps because he has already regarded Jiang Xiaoge as his wife in his heart.He pushed open the door and was about to pick up the quilt, but he didn't smell sunflower water, although he didn't know what it was, but he smelled a more familiar smell.

Lu Yan couldn't be more familiar with this smell, of course he only knows his own, and he doesn't practice boy kung fu, so it's not his fault that he's still a boy.

It's just why there is such a smell on Jiang Xiaoge's bedding?Lu Yan looked around the whole room, there was nothing extra, it didn't look like a girl's room, someone broke into her room!At that moment, Lu Yan was furious, feeling offended by someone with ulterior motives.

Lu Yan shifted his gaze to the window sill, where he was drying two shoes, with plain insoles on them, only densely packed stitches, not even a single flower embroidered.Jiang Xiaoge's feet are not small, he always thought it was because they were not bound.Girls with bound feet are easy to marry, but in their village, those with bound feet cannot do heavy work, and half of the land is planted by women.Looking at it now, it looks like a teenager's feet that haven't grown.

A girl who can't embroider, a girl with big feet, a girl with strength, a girl who pretends to be shy but is lively... Lu Yan couldn't believe it, the girl he thought was actually a boy?But how to verify this?Tell her to take off her clothes for him to see, not to marry her, but... If Jiang Xiaoge is a teenager...

The master was still alone in the room, Lu Yan didn't dare to stay any longer, he clenched his fist and hung it beside the bed, venting his depression fiercely.It felt like there was something inside, he had already peeped into Jiang Zhige's secrets, but the secrets were linked together, and he was discovered one by one.He opened the mattress and saw a paper bag, because the fist just now was too strong, the paper bag was damaged, revealing some white powder.

This young man named "Jiang Xiaoge" disguised himself as a woman, hid a pack of Mongolian sweat medicine under the bed, and posted his arrest warrant at the gate of the city.