Poor little in the Shura field

"I heard that he kissed a man. How can a man kiss a man? It's so strange..."

"But I always feel that he looks different from us. I don't know how to describe it. He just looks like a monster. Do people in the city look like this? And his two arms, I don't know if he can lift them up." burden."

"Hey, he came out and went to Song's house again."

With a creak, the secluded house located among many adobe and brick houses opened, and a slender figure came out.

Like a leprechaun.

When the crowd of idlers sitting around in the green brick alley saw him, they only had this thought in their minds.

It was the scorching heat and the sun was shining brightly. The goblin was dressed thinly, her exposed arms and legs were as white as sky, her knees were round and dexterous, her skin was smooth, she didn't have the roughness of usual work, her eyes and tails were upturned, and her halo was just right. coquettish.

I don't know whether the lips were born or were heated, they were bright red and swollen, as if they could lick a mouthful of sweet water.

Xue Yu didn't notice other people's gazes, his eyes were slightly squinted from the sun, and he used his fingers to brush the sticky soft hair on his forehead, holding a wooden barrel in his right hand, and walked leisurely towards a house.

Compared to those mud houses around, that house was considered luxurious, and one could imagine that the people living in it were either rich or expensive, Xue Yu wiped off her sweat again, curled up her fingers, and knocked on the door.

In less than half a minute, there were footsteps coming from inside the door. The person who opened the door had handsome eyebrows and slender eyes, his facial features were straight and clear, and he looked like a serious scholar. He was wearing short clothes, his muscles were puffed up, his spine was straight, like a walking hormone .

Xue Yu raised her eyes, just in time to see the disgust flashing across the man's eyes, but she didn't care, and shouted in tune: "Song Rongxun."

The eyelids of the man who was called twitched, he looked at Xue Yu for a while, and immediately thought in his heart.

You're going to spoil this man again.

That's right, this goblin who came from the city and heard that her husband had died is very skilled, and she loves to watch decent people being fascinated by him.

Recently, Pei Xueyu often came to his house, probably with the intention of defrauding him of money, and everyone in the village said so.

But he didn't like Pei Xueyu, so he made a wrong calculation.

Song Rongxun lowered his eyelids, and it took him a long time to restrain his alienation and said, "What's the matter?"

Xue Yu's red lips moved slightly, she shook the wooden bucket in her hand, her tone was natural and without any bad intentions: "My house has no water, and I haven't come after waiting all morning, I want to ask you to borrow some water, can I? "

In this remote and remote place, water is often cut off at home, and it is normal for neighbors to borrow water from each other. Before that, many people came to ask him if he had stocked water at home.

Song Rongxun was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about whether Pei Xueyu was really just here to borrow water, or whether he had other ideas.

After a while, he said coldly: "Come in."

Song Rongxun turned his body slightly, took the wooden barrel from Xue Yu's hand, and walked into the back kitchen.

He didn't want Xue Yu to stay in his home for too long, so he poured the water very quickly, and walked out after a short while.

The room was empty and deserted, he didn't see Xue Yu's figure for a moment, his eyes swept to the side, only to see Xue Yu who was sitting on the edge of the kang bed wiping Wei Chao's face with the back of his hand.

Song Rongxun's expression froze.

Is it intentional?

There were so many low stools in the room, but he sat on the bed, where the smell of men was the strongest.

He didn't stop while sitting, those light-white slender fingers would tug at his quilt for a while, and tug at his pillow for a while.

...Why is this person so dishonest.

Song Rongxun stared at the long and slender white legs that criss-crossed on the edge of the bed, his Adam's apple rolled down violently, and the idea of ​​washing all the bedding was churning in his heart.

The back of his hand was tense, he strode to the bedside, put the heavy wooden bucket under the foot of the bed, and said in the same dry voice, "It's packed, don't come here again, you can ask someone else for it."

Xue Yu actually had no intention of sitting here, just greedy for the coolness, the mat on the kang can dispel the heat, he thought of it at first, and heard Song Rongxun's intention that he didn't want to have any more contact with him, so he just sat there without moving.

Without saying a word, he glanced at the dark wooden barrel on the ground, and hooked Song Rongxun's little finger hanging by his side.

Song Rongxun's spine stiffened slightly: "What?"

"It feels so heavy." Xue Yu leaned on the side of the bed, gently pushed his shoe with the tip of the shoe, inexplicably seductive.

A declarative sentence, without saying "help me", Song Weixun picked up the barrel by accident.

This kind of coquettish urbanite who doesn't touch the water with his ten fingers can't resist his shoulders or lift his hands. He can't do anything except nestle in a man's arms and hum and act coquettishly. He shouldn't be able to lift the kettle so heavy. Help him carry it back. Nothing at home.

Song Rongxun thought so.

Half a minute later, there were two more people on the green brick path. Song Rongxun was walking towards the old house with a wooden bucket, and the goblin followed behind.

People in the alley began to chatter again: "It's really a goblin, even Song Yuxun was fascinated by him, and even helped him carry the bucket."

"You're overthinking, Song Rongxun is just kind, how many of our little girls like him, who have you seen him agree with?"

"You also said that she was a little girl. What if Song Rongxun likes boys."

"Your mind is full of dirty things. I grew up with him, and I have never seen him have such a tendency!"

The two couldn't stop arguing, and a strong local accent suddenly interjected: "He, will they kiss?"

……

The sun is scorching, and the sun is like fire.

Xueyu was sweating non-stop, and the water droplets fell from the tips of her hair into her neckline, and slid into her light-white waist, which was full and grippable. The suffocating fragrance could even be smelled by Song Rongxun in front of her.

Song Rongxun's spine was stiff, and he walked faster unconsciously, spilling a ladle of water in the wooden bucket.

Xue Yu didn't notice Song Rongxun's strangeness, he was still walking slowly behind, he glanced at the man's side face, thinking of the next plot, he was so annoyed that he wanted to jump into the river.

The world he lives in now has supernatural colors, and the background is that same-sex marriages are allowed.

The original owner, Pei Xueyu, was beautiful, but it was a pity that her husband died within a few days of marrying into a wealthy family. He was accused of being Kefu's scourge and kicked out.

Fortunately, he was good at acting like a baby and being liked by men during his lifetime. After his death, his husband left him a legacy, including money, jewelry and an old house. Sell ​​it for a good price of several million.

The original owner loved vanity, of course he liked it very much, and moved to the old house the night before he was kicked out.

But after a few days, he felt that this ancient house was evil—the used water cups often changed places, there were often footprints on the floor that were unknown to people or ghosts, and he could still hear "boom" from the stairs outside when he was sleeping. , boom" noise.

After a few days, he finally believed that there seemed to be "something" in the old house that he couldn't see.

He worshiped Buddha, burned incense, and pasted talismans to recite scriptures, all to no avail. Finally, he invited a Taoist priest and learned from him that this ancient house had died, and even had a relationship with his father.

The first resident of the ancient house was the protagonist Gong Qi Chen.

Qi Chen has no father or mother, only the original owner's father is a relative. Although his background is miserable, his family is very rich.

The original owner's father had his eye on Qi Chen's piece of fat, and he deliberately created a fire, burning Qi Chen to death on a dark and stormy night.He is Qi Chen's only relative, and he can justifiably occupy this ancient house.

As long as Qi Chen is dead, the money will be his.

His plan was very successful, as soon as Qi Chen died, he moved into the old house, used Qi Chen's money to renovate the house, and hired servants to take care of his daily life, like a rich young master.

After half a month of good times, the original owner's father suddenly had a mental problem.

When more than one servant saw him reading in the study room, he yelled for no reason, scratched his own neck with scarlet eyes, then overturned the desk with bloodshot hands, shouting: "Get out, don't pester me!"

He yelled that there was a ghost trying to harm him, but there was no one else in the house. Slowly, the servants classified his symptoms as hysteria.

Everyone thought he was crazy.

And he was also hit in the back of the head by a falling bookcase during a madness, and died on the spot.

The old house where someone died passed through several hands before it fell into the hands of the rich.

Although this ancient house is unlucky, the original owner still refuses to give up, and there are people in the countryside that he is interested in. There is a well-known rich family in the town, that is, the protagonist Shou Song Yuxun.

The original owner is dissolute by nature, and he is extremely enthusiastic about those good-looking rich people. He tried his best to hook up with Song Rongxun, but Song Rongxun didn't even look at him.

People in the village began to spread gossip, saying that he was a shameless slut. The original owner became angry, and the hooking turned into suppression and insult, and even ruined a crucial big business of the Song family, making Song's father sick.

The strangeness began at this time, the dripping faucet, the blurred ghost in the bath mirror, the ice hand wrapped around the neck... Qi Chen, who turned into a ghost in the ancient house, used the same tricks on the original owner as he did to the original owner's father. Used it once.

No matter where he fled, his life was full of strange phenomena. In the end, the original owner couldn't bear it, and he had a huge mental problem and became a complete lunatic.

People died first in this ancient house, and then there were lunatics. It was completely daunting, and no one dared to approach it, except Song Weixun.

Song Rongxun and Qi Chen had a secret love for each other before they were alive, and they didn't make it clear until Qi Chen died.

He silently helped Qi Chen clean the old house, and even built a simple tombstone for Qi Chen. No matter he was frustrated or happy, he would come to talk to Qi Chen. Qi Chen listened silently, and quietly helped Song Rongxun solve some problems in the dark.

The ending of the story is that Qi Chen and the god stick exchanged, and finally got a real body, and began to pursue Song Rongxun. From the shock at the beginning, Song Rongxun turned into a surprise of lost and found later. The two naturally came together and reached a perfect relationship. ending.

……

【You are a snobby, flirtatious and beautiful widow. 】

[Your task is to hook up and harass the protagonist Shou, so that the protagonist Gong can't stand it and kill you. 】

Xue Yu still remembers what the system said to him at that time.

Xue Yu sneaked a glance at Song Rongxun, and looked him up and down. The man's figure was as tall and straight as a pine, his arms became strong and solid due to frequent physical work, and his long legs walked like flying.

...Harassing Song Rongxun?

Even without the protagonist's attack, someone like Song Rongxun can knock him out.

Xue Yu showed worry on her face, almost dying of fear, but she had to do it.

However, Song Rongxun's abstinence and lack of interest in men somewhat comforted Xue Yu a little, so she wouldn't be worried that he would gnaw on herself like Fu Yang.

He arrived at the gate of the ancient house in a blink of an eye, Song Rongxun didn't intend to go in, he put the wooden barrel by the threshold, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "There is still a short distance, can you carry it in by yourself?"

This small section refers to walking from the outside to the inside of the house.

Xue Yu didn't even move her fingers, and said without changing her expression: "I can't."

Song Rongxun: "..."

"I'm afraid I might spill it when I carry it, can you put it in the kitchen for me?"

This man from the city, even his pleadings are sticky, and the way he looks at people with his eyelashes slightly raised is charming, which is incompatible with this simple and old-fashioned village.

Song Rongxun pursed his lips and looked at him for a long while, and under the gaze of those watery and beautiful eyes, he lifted the wooden barrel again.

He was willing to agree, but Xue Yu was taken aback for a moment.

According to the plot given to him by the system, Song Rongxun should have rejected it at this time, because the old house is full of memories of him and the protagonist Gong, he doesn't want to go in and touch the scene, and more importantly, he hates Pei Xueyu's flirting. people.

If you can help once, you will break the rule, and there will be no second time.

"Open the door."

Song Rongxun suddenly made a sound, interrupting Xue Yu's thoughts, Xue Yu suppressed her doubts, and interpreted this abnormality as Song Rongxun's kindness overflowing with kindness.

Xue Yu pushed open the door of the ancient house, and led Song Rongxun into the kitchen.

Song Rongxun put the barrel on the side of the low table, pursed his thin lips lightly, regretted stepping into the old house, because after he put down the barrel, Xue Yu asked him to do other work in a natural tone, repairing light bulbs and TVs , Visibly treating him as a free laborer.

Song Rongxun lightly clasped his fingers, stared at Xueyu condescendingly, his tone was a little more indifferent than when he first entered the door: "You can ask others to do these, Pei Xueyu, we are not familiar with each other."

Xue Yu was not frightened by him, and nodded lightly: "You don't want to? Then..."

After counting the two words, the system suddenly said in his mind: [Let's go to the second plot. 】

Xueyu's ears were pink, she bit her lips, she was very reluctant: "Can't we do it another day?"

[The protagonist shou agreed this time but may not agree next time, he won't really mess with you, don't be coy. 】

Xue Yu: "..."

He got angry: "You also said in the last world that the protagonist will not touch me. In the end, I never had a good day."

The system seemed to be recalled by him from the previous world again. After being silent for a long time, the system silently said: 【In this world, Song Yuxun and Qi Chen are secretly in love with each other, they only see each other, and they can't fit others. 】

After a pause, he added: 【Not everyone will stare at your ass. 】

Xue Yu: "...???"

How did you speak?

Taking a deep breath, Xue Yu once again put on the appearance of her husband eager to find a new love not long after his death, her clear eyes swept towards Song Yuxun, her eyelashes drooping slightly: "I just came here not long ago, I don't know anyone... help me again Can you change the light bulb, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the road at night."

The air was quiet for about two or three seconds. Just when Xue Yu thought she was about to be rejected, Song Rongxun silently picked up the light bulb on the table, stepped on the stool Xue Yu had prepared in advance, unscrewed the lampshade, and replaced it with a broken filament. old light bulb.

While he was changing, Xue Yu raised her eyelashes, leaned against the table a little sleepy, and asked absent-mindedly: "Song Rongxun, have you ever been in love?"

Song Rongxun's slender fingertips stopped, and the dust covering the light bulb fell off. He narrowed his eyes and said, "...No."

Xue Yu nodded her head, realized that Song Rongxun couldn't see it, hummed softly, and asked another question: "Then do you have someone you like?"

Song Rongxun didn't pause: "No."

No?

Didn't the system say that Song Rongxun and Qi Chen had a crush on each other?Or did Song Rongxun dare not admit it in front of outsiders?

Xue Yu blinked, and was about to ask again.

Song Rongxun glanced down, and his voice was as deep as water: "You have too many questions."

Xue Yu said "Oh", without any regrets: "Then I won't ask..."

[Ask the last one. 】

Xue Yu: "..."

Xue Yu stared at Song Rongxun, licked her lower lip, and said, "One last question."

Song Rongxun just finished changing the light bulb, stepped on the stool effortlessly, lifted the thin clothes on his body, and the light saponin fragrance came to him along the corners of the clothes.

Song Rongxun tore off a piece of cloth hanging on the wall and used it to wipe off the dust on his hands, then turned his eyes and asked Xue Yu what else he wanted to ask.

"do you have……"

In the eyes, there is Xue Yu's beautiful face that is getting closer and closer, a little red, slightly wet sweat on the side of the forehead, sticking to the skin damply, and a faint fragrance on the body, even in the summer when the air circulation is slow The day came quickly.

Xueyu's sharp white wrists silently climbed onto Song Yuxun's neck, he pursed his lips lightly, his eyelashes trembled because of shame, and asked with difficulty, "Have you ever tasted cooked food?"

Song Rongxun's expression suddenly tensed up.

Xue Yu's action was too sudden, and it was too shameless in his etiquette, he didn't even hear what Xue Yu was saying, his first reaction was that it turns out that weak and boneless is like this.

Both arms were very soft, and they were a little hot after being exposed to the sun for a long time, and they didn't weigh a bit on his shoulders.

It's like having no bones.

This brand-new cognition made Song Rongxun, who had been in contact with rough men for half his life, stunned. For a moment, he forgot to push away the person in front of him whose knees were almost touching him. Song Rongxun said in a stiff voice, "What did you say?"

... Can't you hear me so close!

Xue Yu's face was white and pink, and the fingertips on the back of his neck trembled a little. He almost wanted to scold Song Rongxun for his bad ears, so he held back his embarrassment and repeated the sentence again.

Song Rongxun's fingers tightened.

Reason told Song Weixun that he shouldn't follow this topic and let this topic start. He should go home now, but Xue Yu was too close to him, and the fragrance under his skin permeated his heart. It made his brain stop for a moment.

Song Rongxun's voice was slightly hoarse: "Cooked food?"

"Yes, older and experienced."

"You have never been in love, and you certainly haven't tasted it. Compared with those little girls chasing you, do you want to try something new?"

Regardless of Song Rongxun's stiffness, Xue Yu rubbed his lips tightly, raised his chin, pointed his innocent face at Song Rongxun, and said softly: "...stay with me tonight. "

That mouth is bright red and attractive, and the tone of voice is soft, more like saying to stay tonight to "love me" and "fuck me".