The little man on the apex

Chapter 30 Millet Porridge

The next day, Yan Heyi woke up on the bed that should have belonged to him but now belonged to another man. When she opened her eyes, she saw the flushed sleeping cheek of that man.

He quickly withdrew the hand that was on Yuan Xi's shoulder, and removed the leg that was entwined with him.

Yuan Xi was alarmed, but still didn't wake up. He moaned indistinctly, turned his face inward, and continued to sleep.

The morning light shone through the thin window paper and shrouded Yuanxi's exposed shoulders and neck, and a layer of transparent and fine fluff on it also appeared, adding a sense of haze to the already delicate place.

At a glance, it was as if in a dream.

Yan Heyi couldn't help thinking: the morning light is indeed different from the moonlight, the morning light is brighter, making people want to float into the air, while the moonlight is softer and more charming, making people willing to sink with it.

Therefore, these two kinds of light shine on the shoulders of the same person, but they give people very different feelings.

His mind is full of those fragments from last night, charming, obsessed, wet, and limp.

Yan Heyi felt that she was extremely absurd, that she was really taking advantage of others' danger, didn't know how to restrain herself, and was shameless.

Last night, the two should have kissed for a long time, but Yan Heyi didn't remember exactly what happened afterwards.

It seemed that Yuan Xi's hand was too restless and touched the forbidden place on Yan Heyi's lower body. Yan Heyi, who was sober for a moment, pressed him onto the bed and forced him to fall asleep.

It was as if the two were kissing and kissing, and then... fell asleep.

Yan Heyi is more inclined to believe in the second one.

In short, what is certain is that Yan Heyi has kept her virginity for 20 years, and she should still be there now.

He got up in a hurry, and he didn't forget to move Yuan Xi out and put him in a comfortable sleeping position.

Gently opening the door and looking up, Yan Heyi felt that her conclusion just now needed to be changed a little: the sun was already high, so what should be compared with the moonlight should not be the morning light, but the noon sun.

What if it is morning light?clearer?Or softer?

Yan Heyi patted her cheeks, shaking herself out of this dangerous thought.

He went to the well to fetch a bucket of water, washed his face, and then took off his thin obscene clothes, wanting to scrub his body and wake himself up.

Before the veil soaked in cold water even touched his body, he was already awake.

I saw my own neck, shoulders, chest, and upper abdomen, as far as my eyes could see, there were a few small dark red ambiguous marks.

He hurriedly put on his obscene clothes, and sat on the stone bench to relax.

Is it?

No, it is not.

He recalled some fragments again.

For example, his student Jiang Yuanxi leaned against his ear, panting for a long time, calling "Mr. Yan" in a voice.

For another example, the man pushed himself down on the couch, and kissed him inch by inch with his warm lips, and then, being pressed by himself, he fought back even more presumptuously.

He covered his head, his mind was frighteningly chaotic.

If it was before, Yan Heyi could still persuade herself as a student of Yuanxi to suppress all those abnormal thoughts and reactions.

But now, he could no longer regard Yuan Xi as his student.

In fact, from the very beginning, the two of them said that Yuan Xi would be the teaching assistant.

However, Yan Heyi gradually couldn't control herself, so she could only subconsciously regard Yuan Xi as a student like Gou Wa and the others, in order to deceive herself, and took all the kindness to him as natural love for students.

Looking at the red marks all over her upper body, Yan Heyi felt that this kind of thinking was really untenable.

It's just that I didn't expect that the first time I got close to a man, it was the other party who took the lead...

Yan Heyi rubbed her eyes vigorously again, trying her best to stop herself from thinking about these increasingly absurd things.

Sitting in the yard under the sun for a long time, Yan Heyi reluctantly made up her mind: he should...probably...maybe...he fell in love with Yuanxi.

So, was his sentence "I like you" yesterday true?

The book says, speak the truth after drinking.

But the book also said that drinking disorderly sex, drinking gaffes.

Which type should Yuanxi belong to?

-

After drinking, Yuan Xi woke up sprawled on the bed, with a dull pain in his head, his lips were twice as swollen, and his throat was very dry.

Did I fight with Feng Wanlong yesterday?

Then this person is really ruthless!

He frowned and sat up, feeling pain everywhere in his body.

Yuan Xi remembered that he seemed to be going home in a carriage yesterday, but where did the carriage come from in Ping'an Village?

"Brother? Brother!"

"elder brother!"

"Mr. Yan!"

"Yan Heyi!"

Yuan Xi howled loudly on the bed, while Yan Heyi was in a trance in the yard, when he heard the phrase "Mr. Yan", his body trembled unconsciously again.

He eagerly tidied up his obscene clothes, tried his best to cover the red marks on his neck, and trotted into the house.

"you're awake?"

He summoned up his courage, raised his eyes to look at Yuan Xi who was half lying on the bed.

Looking at the past, everything is different from before.

The emotion that was tightly locked in those cold eyes in the past has now broken through the shackles, slowly and uncontrollably vented out.

Yuan Xi felt very uncomfortable, so he wanted to seek comfort from Yan Heyi, so he pursed his lips and said: "Brother, my head hurts."

Yan Heyi sat on the edge of the bed, raised her hand, and gently rubbed his head.

He narrowed his eyes comfortably and asked, "Did my elder brother take me home yesterday?"

Yan Heyi nodded.

"Then...did I cause any trouble at Ziyu's house?"

"No."

However, it broke into our house.

Hearing this answer, Yuan Xi heaved a sigh of relief. If he really fought with someone and let his brother know, he might be scolded for a long time.

Yan Heyi saw that everything in Yuanxi was as usual, and seemed to have completely forgotten what happened last night. She was anxious and irritable. After thinking for a long time, she finally said, "Yuanxi, after you came back from Ziyu's house, do you still remember what happened?"

Yuan Xi tried hard to think about it, but he really didn't remember a single bit: "I don't know...have I caused trouble again?"

Seeing that he really forgot, Yan Heyi felt a sense of loss, rubbed his head and said, "No...no trouble, just fell asleep when I came back, very...very good."

This sentence felt like gnashing of teeth, but Yuan Xi was not good at guessing Yan Heyi's mind, so he didn't hear it.

Yan Heyi was heartbroken, and simply asked: "Yuanxi, you are not young, but do you have someone in mind?"

After finishing speaking, he scolded himself in his heart: Listen to what you are talking about, why do you look like a matchmaker in the village?Why not just ask him if he likes you?

After hearing this, Yuan Xi began to panic: Are you not young?Brother thinks that I don't work every day and only knows how to eat, so he wants to get engaged and send me away?

Then, he was sent to the home of a black-faced man, where he washed, cooked, and looked after the children, and was locked in the house and could not go out?

Thinking of this, the face of Feng Wanlong's fourth uncle appeared in Yuan Xi's mind, and he immediately shook his head solemnly: "There is no one he likes."

He then asked, "What about brother?"

Yan Heyi had no choice but to shake her head: "Me neither."

Just like that, the two men who had no crush and an empty heart sat opposite each other for a while in the back room, and then went to the kitchen to cook together.

Yuan Xi had just sobered up and had no appetite. Although Yan Heyi was upset about what he forgot what he did and did last night, she still cooked according to his needs.

Grab two handfuls of millet, wash them clean, simmer on low heat for half an hour, and a pot of millet porridge with rice oil floating in it is ready.

When cooking millet porridge, it is best to wait for the water to boil before adding rice, so that the millet is easy to bloom, and enough water should be added at one time to avoid opening the lid halfway.

Yuan Xi obediently sat at the table, sucking up the millet porridge.

Yan Heyi sat across from him and looked at him with a resentful expression.

Yuan Xi was stared at with horror, and from time to time quietly raised his eyes to take a look, sure that he must have caused some terrible trouble last night.

-

Another two days passed peacefully. On this day, just after breakfast, he heard someone calling the door outside the courtyard. Yuan Xi went out to have a look, and saw Zhou Ziyu coming, followed by a drooping Feng Wanlong.

Yuan Xi went out to meet her, and looked at the opposite two people who seemed to be on good terms with disbelief.

Zhou Zi opened his mouth first: "Yuanxi, we are here to apologize."

Feng Wanlong continued, "I'm sorry, I went too far that day, so don't take it to heart."

Go, all take root in my heart!

Yuan Xi didn't want to talk to him, and asked Zhou Ziyu, "Did you forgive him?"

Zhou Ziyu lowered his head and pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "We will not call off the engagement for the time being, and postpone the marriage for half a year. I want to...give him another chance."

In the past few days, Feng Wanlong stood guard at the door of Zhou Ziyu's house from morning to night, and then he was invited in by the soft-hearted Uncle Zhou, and apologized tearfully outside Zhou Ziyu's side room.

Under his various guarantees, Zhou Ziyu couldn't bear it anymore, so he decided to try to get along again.

Not worth it!

Yuan Xi looked at the sincere Zhou Ziyu, held back his words of persuasion, and said to Feng Wanlong, "If you bully him again, I will never forgive you."

Feng Wanlong swears to the sky, and he is completely remorseful and rehabilitated.

During the conversation, Zhou Ziyu mentioned that he was going to pick up Feng Wanlong's cousin later, Yuan Xi was worried, so he followed him to the pier.

Feng Wanlong's cousin is named Lu Yun, who lives in the next village, and went out of town with his family a few years ago.

It is said that recently his father committed a crime and will spend a year in prison, and the family's savings for several years have been spent on the management of the government office, and life is very difficult now.

Some time ago, a letter came from my cousin's family, saying that he was asking his cousin to stay with Feng Wanlong for a period of time, and that he would take his cousin back after his father was released from prison.

When they arrived in the town, Feng Wanlong first bought a package of candied Shanlihong for Zhou Ziyu and Yuan Xi, and then went to the pier to wait for his cousin.

It was not until the sun was setting that a passenger ship docked.

A few people came down scattered from above, among them, a white-faced boy in a yellow coarse shirt was holding a small package, looked around the pier, and then ran towards them.

While running, he waved: "Cousin——Cousin Long—"

It was Lu Yun.

He ran to the front, bypassed Zhou Ziyu, stood on tiptoes, and hugged Feng Wanlong's neck.

Feng Wanlong's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly broke free, then took the package in Lu Yun's hand, and said softly, "Are you tired? Parents are waiting for you at home."

Pointing to the two people beside him, he introduced, "This is Yuanxi, and this is Ziyu."

Lu Yun smiled and greeted them one by one, calling them "Brother Yuanxi" and "Brother Ziyu".

Yuan Xi took Zhou Ziyu's hand and added, "This is Brother Feng's betrothed future husband."

The author says:

Yan Heyi covered her hickey-covered chest, and looked at the fragmented Jiang Yuanxi resentfully: You scumbag!

After many days, everyone in Ping'an Village knew that the young husband of Mr. Yan's family had a strict ban on alcohol outside.

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