Poor little in the Shura field

Xue Yu was most afraid of being seen by others, his whole body turned red in an instant, his eyes blurred with watery light, he pushed the man with all his hands, with a pitiful expression: "Don't do it."

But he was weak at first, and Song Rongxun was fascinated. He couldn't even hear what he said, so he pushed his hand twice and then softened.

Xue Yu has never treated herself badly since she was a child, and never cut down on food and clothing. Her skin is white and her flesh is tender. After being treated for such a long time, she is reddened.

"Song Rongxun..."

"stop."

The prying of outsiders is like a piece of iron, so hot that Xue Yu can only keep saying these two sentences.

Sweat broke out on the forehead of Song Rongxun, just touching the soft spring water in front of his eyes, his reason was pulled out from the top of his head, as far as his eyes could see, there seemed to be only the smear of white snow, the rustling wind in his ears, and the little pitiful bits and pieces. Modified voice.

The voice was soft, like honey, and it sounded so painful.

Song Rongxun now knows why the rich man gave an inestimable ancient house to a foreign surname regardless of the interests of his own family. Anyone who is not determined will do the same.

That's what the little widow does.

Song Rongxun was in a state of confusion, panting more and more heavily, and was about to clasp Xue Yu's fingers, when the high and low voice in his ear suddenly changed, dull and heavy, as if his mouth was covered by something Live the same.

The man's heart tightened in an instant, and he stretched out his hand to lift the back of the little widow's hand covering his eyes. The little widow's hands and feet were weak, and he succeeded immediately, and the expression on his face was revealed. Song Rongxun looked down and was stunned for a moment: " you……"

Xue Yu cried.

The thick eyelashes were wet one by one, the eyes were filled with water vapor, the tails of the slender eyes with a slight upward arc were red, the water droplets gathered at the edges fell down like broken threads, and the water marks from crying were still there. Didn't do it, and the new one was on top.

There is no intention of stopping at all.

Xue Yu looks delicate and picky, but in fact she seldom cries, at most her eyes are a little red, since she came to this small village, she has never cried, her red eyes are always red from anger, not many times .

Unexpectedly, the first time I cried, I was beaten to cry by a farmer in the country.

He has never even been to a big city, and he has a little more money than other poor peasants. How dare he treat him like this?

Let it stop.

Xue Yu looked out the door tremblingly, and did not relax his tight body until he saw that there was no one there, but the tears still flowed endlessly, he pursed his lips, his tone changed because of the disordered man in front of him. Buyu: "I'll say it again, go away."

The uncontrollably choked sobs successfully extinguished Song Rongxun's impulse.

Every time Xue Yu flapped her sticky eyelashes, every time she twitched her nose, his heart constricted for a moment.

"sorry."

"Stop crying, aren't you afraid of losing your temper?"

Xue Yu was still crying, just now because someone looked at him shyly but Song Rongxun didn't listen to him and cried, now it's purely because of the pain, the tears are like a faucet that hasn't been tightened, and the tears are rushing down.

Song Rongxun followed his spine, patted his back softly, and coaxed in a hoarse voice, "It's my fault. I will listen to you in the future, and it won't be like today."

Xue Yu didn't bother to open his mouth to answer, he licked his swollen lips, it felt like a man's smell when he licked it, he shrugged his shoulders annoyed, and pushed away Song Yuxun's big hand that helped him.

Song Rongxun didn't dare touch him again.

He went to the bathroom and got a wooden tray, filled it with hot water, and took soft towels that obviously belonged to the little widow from the shelf next to it.

The man squatted beside the bed, carefully wiped Xue Yu's face with a towel soaked in hot water, Xue Yu saw that he was serving someone, and let him wipe obediently, the accumulated air was dissipated a little by his careful wiping.

The little widow cried for a short time, like a short flowering period, and the dazzling disappeared. Although his eyes were still pitifully red, his little face had returned to its seductive and clear appearance.

The delicate body was rubbed pink and white, Xue Yu squinted her eyes, and suddenly said: "We have three chapters of agreement."

Song Rongxun paused his slender hands, and said obediently, "Say it."

"The first one is, you have to listen to me in the future."

The man pursed his thin lips slightly.

Xue Yu paid attention to his subtle demeanor, pressed the hand that was wandering under his chin, his eyebrows furrowed unhappily: "Why, you want to turn your face and deny anyone?"

Song Rongxun shook his head: "No, I will listen."

In this impoverished and backward valley, everyone has an inherent idea that as long as they kiss someone, they must be responsible for him and treat him wholeheartedly.

He kissed Xue Yu like that, how could he not listen to him.

Only then was Xue Yu satisfied, and continued to talk about the terms: "I'm very afraid of the heat. When you're at home, I'll often turn on the air conditioner. Is this satisfactory?"

"can."

"Before I moved here, I was full of fish and meat every day. Since I came to the country, I have either coarse grain porridge or wild shepherd's purse. I am not used to it. You take one day a week to accompany me to the town to eat Done."

"it is good."

"There can't be any intimacy outside. Pretend to be an ordinary neighbor. Just be what you should be. Don't take the initiative to talk to me."

Song Rongxun didn't answer immediately this time, his lips were slightly flattened, and he asked in a low voice, incomprehensible: "...why?"

In the past, we could still touch each other when we met, why not now.

"Really want to know?"

"Ah."

Xue Yu curled up her wet eyelashes, her white wrists rested on Song Yuxun's shoulders like a branch, and with a slight lift of her incense-soaked and red fingertips, she could touch the man's ear. Said: "Because this will be seen by my other men."

"I'm not the only one." For fear of being ignorant, he deliberately added the following words.

He can be very annoying.

Song Rongxun gritted his teeth in anger almost instantly, but now it was different from before, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't show it clearly, otherwise the little widow might abandon him without hesitation, and go to find other treasures hidden in the corners at the foot of the mountain. man.

He was the only one crying so hard that he still wanted to find someone else!

I really think I can bear it.

Song Rongxun bit his muscles until he was about to become sore, his dark brows were furrowed forbearance, he rolled his dry throat, and couldn't help asking: "Then indoors?"

The little widow paused, and withdrew his soft hand that could provoke a man's anger at any time. He was afraid, and the feeling of dislocation in his stomach still made him feel lingering. He avoided the direct gaze, and Xue Yu said: "...not many times. "

Song Rongxun's throat was dry again.

It is only said that there should be no more, and the road has not been completely blocked.

Then as long as he dominates the little widow's time, he can't run to see other people.

Xue Yu is so delicate and weak, he can be paralyzed for a long time at a time, he probably won't be able to go to the river he loves to enjoy the shade from today to tomorrow, let alone meet those mountain ruffians.

Thinking of this, Song Rongxun felt much more at ease.

Xue Yu did exactly what he thought, limp on the bed and didn't want to move, frowning and telling Song Rongxun to go back, he called out the system that had been silent for many days in his mind.

"I don't think it's right. Are you cheating on me? I can't see that the two of them are secretly in love with each other."

System: [Guess why secret love is called secret love? It's called secret love because you can't see it. 】

Xue Yu carefully changed his posture, his spine instantly felt fine and dense needle pricks, his eyes turned red again, and he said upsetly: "If it's really secret love, will Song Weixun do this with me? Qi Will Shen just watch there indifferently?"

Every sentence hits the nail on the head.

The system was silent for two or three seconds: [Maybe the protagonist Gong Shou in this world has a flawed personality. The protagonist Gong Shou’s beloved died. He wants to find a new love and forget the old love. Together, we can only watch in pain. 】

Xue Yu: "..." The ghost tore away.

[I know you are worried that the plot will go wrong again, but this time it is different. 】

[After you failed in the first world, the cannon fodder team came up with a new rule. If the mission fails due to plot disorder, you can forcefully leave directly without applying to the main world. 】

Xue Yu was stunned: "Did you lie to me?"

[Of course not, you have time to doubt this, why not go to the bathroom and take a shower. 】

With a red face, Xue Yu pulled up the quilt: "Don't worry about it."

【…】

Xueyu slept all afternoon, and in the evening, Song Rongxun came with a pot of hot porridge in a thermos.

The little widow was called up by him, and sat at the dining table in a daze, scooping up the porridge and drinking it.

Song Rongxun raised his eyelids, then lowered them, raised them, lowered them again, and finally when Xue Yu looked at him, he asked in a low voice, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Xue Yu swallowed the porridge in his mouth, his slender eyelashes moved sluggishly, coupled with that sleepy and dazed expression, like a fragile and fragile ceramic, the water in his eyes flickered twice , with a light tone: "Don't ask me what I don't like to hear."

Song Rongxun could only remain silent.

He was very patient, and sat on the side, watching the little widow drink the porridge slowly, and he drank very slowly, without urging him.

It took almost 10 minutes, the bowl of porridge finally bottomed out, Xue Yu put the spoon into the bowl, went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water to drink.

When he came out, Song Rongxun was still sitting in that seat. Even though the man was sitting, his upper body was tall and tall. At the second when Xue Yu passed by, he grabbed the little widow's wrist and said something pointedly: "It's indoors now."

Xue Yu was at a loss: "...?"

The next moment he was at a loss, he was hugged on Song Rongxun's thigh, and suddenly touched the leg bone as hard as a stone, the alarm bell in Xueyu's brain sounded suddenly, and he wanted to stand up immediately.

It's a pity that he was controlled by Song Yuxun with his hands and feet. The man had a broad chest, lowered his head slightly, grabbed the sweet lip flesh, squeezed the two petals in, and then began to eat and suck with relish.

Xue Yu's small face quickly turned into a spring blush, and her fingers rested on the man's shoulder, no matter how much she hid her mouth, she couldn't escape. He couldn't help but lean back from being kissed, and scolded intermittently: "...I said, the number of times, can't be too many , did you hear it went into the dog's stomach?"

Song Rongxun said in a low voice: "I heard it, this is the first time at night."

Xue Yu almost laughed angrily, he really doubted whether Song Rongxun's seriousness at the beginning was just an act.

The man only said that, and then kissed the fragrant and soft little widow.

The place where his mouth was touched in the morning, was swallowed again and again at this time. Xue Yu was not used to it, and when he was so soft that he could hardly sit still, there was a sudden knock on the heavy door, accompanied by a short muffled sound. cry.

Xue Yu's mouth was rescued in this way, he lay on the man's chest and gasped for fragrance, until his lungs were filled with air again, the moist lips that glowed with water opened and closed twice: "Yes, It's Cheng Chi."