Sometimes, actions are really easier to understand than words.

The niece said she had her in her heart... Song Mo could explain that he was her second uncle, so of course she took her only niece to heart.

The niece said she liked her very early...Song Mo could also be understood as her love for him, which was the kind of family affection.

However, when her lips fell on his face, so light and soft, it caught him off guard.

My niece kissed him!

She is no longer the three-year-old girl who could tease her and ask her to kiss her. She is sixteen, twenty-eight, she is a woman, and he is a man!

"Jinzhi!"

He yelled softly, unable to bear her increasingly tormented approach, and suddenly pushed her away and got up to get off the kang, "Jinzhi, don't do this. I am your second uncle, I treat you well and take care of you because of our uncle and nephew, because you are the little niece I saw since childhood, and there is really no other meaning. Don't get me wrong. The eldest brother went there, that beast let you down, the second uncle, the second uncle knew that you were uncomfortable, and at this time, there was only the second uncle by your side, so you would think that the second uncle is good, but your love for the second uncle is just a dependence on the elders, and it is definitely not a relationship between men and women. Don't think about it anymore, do you know?"

No one answered him.

Song Mo paused his foot and no longer dared to feel guilty, so he looked at the kang.

The niece fell on the quilt, maintaining her position after being pushed down by him. Her face was buried in the quilt, and he couldn't see her expression, but her shoulders were shaking gently and she cried again.

Song Mo immediately blamed himself, he shouldn't have pushed her away like that.

"Jinzhi, don't do this, the second uncle didn't do it on purpose..."

"Uncle Second, do you really don't like me at all?"

This position was really awkward. Tang Huan slowly sat up and turned his back to Song Mo, "Uncle II, I said I wanted to marry him last night. Didn't you feel so stumped in your heart? Didn't you sleep in the middle of the night? Uncle II, when I said I like you just now, you were really not happy? And when I kissed you, you didn't feel comfortable, and you didn't have the urge to kiss me?"

Song Mo lowered his eyes and firmly said, "No."

Men really like to lie.

Tang Huan sneered, got up and walked to the edge of the kang, knelt down, and looked up at him, "Uncle II, I remember when I was eight years old, your shoes were broken and grandma didn't make new ones for you, so I stole ten cents from my grandma's house to give you. You asked me where the money came from, I said I picked it up, and then you immediately said that I was lying, saying that you don't like Jinzhi who loves to lie, and teach me that you are not allowed to lie in the future."

Song Mo closed his eyes, "Jinzhi..."

"Uncle II," Tang Huan interrupted him and held his hand. He wanted to break free. She had already put his hand on his chest. "Uncle II, you don't like Jinzhi lying, Jinzhi won't lie, so I like you, I will tell you. What about you, Second Uncle II, you dare to touch your own heart and say again, don't you like me?"

She actually remembers that thing!

Song Mo felt distressed and opened his eyes helplessly to look at her, "Jinzhi, I am your second uncle..."

Tang Huan boldly greeted him: "Song Mo, you were picked up by my grandfather, not my second uncle! If you were my uncle, how could Jinzhi like you?"

Song Mo frowned and scolded her: "Don't call me my name directly! The one I picked up was your second uncle. Dad and brother treat me like a close relative. In my eyes, you are my niece. Jinzhi, don't think about it anymore. Uncle II really has no thoughts about you. Today, Uncle II just thinks you are too sad and has a little unclear. Tomorrow we will forget what happened tonight and live a good life. Three years later, Uncle II will find you a good in-laws' home. Okay, lie down for a while, Uncle II will go to cook."

"I won't eat!"

Tang Huan was so angry that he shook his hands and vented his anger, "Uncle Second dared not even tell the truth, I won't eat it!"

Song Mo's originally heavy and complicated mood was instantly amused by her tricky look, and he advised her with a smile: "How can you not eat? I've been hungry for a day. Now I won't eat and wake up hunger at night. Then I will have to serve you. OK, don't be angry, wait for my second uncle to cook for you." My niece has become more and more childish recently.

Hearing the smile in his voice, Tang Huan looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. I was about to get angry with him, but he could even laugh?

Her eyes were wide open, because the anger in her eyes became more and more lively.

Song Mo couldn't help but be stunned.

It was these eyes that made the niece look different from before. When she was a child, her niece's eyes were clear and pure. When she grew up and knew that there was a difference between men and women, she rarely looked at him, her second uncle. Occasionally, she met with her eyes, and only she saw was her love and closeness to her elders. But in the past few days, there was more affection in her eyes that made him dare not look directly at, and more shy and passionate in the girl's family, he couldn't tell it clearly and thought he had read it wrong. Now that she said it, he knew that he was not wrong, she really liked him.

Why did my niece suddenly like myself?

And why did he fall in love with his niece?

His head hurts a little, and Song Mo doesn't want to think about this kind of destined love, and the only thing he has to do is to cut it off, forget it, take good care of his niece for three years, and then find her a good man.

He was stunned for a long time, and Tang Huan also stared at him for a long time, seeing the doubts, hesitation and determination in his eyes clearly.

This rigid man!

I definitely couldn't accept him tonight. Tang Huan began to find ways to make up for it. She could tolerate no progress, but she could never retreat!

"Uncle Second, you haven't spoken for so long, are you angry?" She softened her voice and looked nervous.

Song Mo came back to his senses and saw that his niece who was still tense and ready to fight him desperately suddenly showed a timid attitude. He couldn't help but say softly: "No, as long as Jinzhi can figure it out, stop talking stupidly anymore, he is still the second uncle's good niece. The second uncle still likes Jinzhi as before." He deliberately increased the tone of the latter sentence.

Tang Huan scolded him in his heart. What kind of pretending? Sooner or later, she would ride on him, and then ask him how he felt when he was in his "good niece"!

He lowered his head to cover up his anger in his eyes, Tang Huan held the corner of his clothes and rubbed it uneasyly, "Uncle Second, I know I was wrong and I will never talk nonsense again. Will the second uncle still hold Jinzhi tonight tonight? I know this is inappropriate, but I am really afraid... Uncle Second, give me a few more days, at the end of this month, Jinzhi will sleep on the west room by himself, okay?"

Song Mo was in a dilemma.

Although the niece promised not to think about it anymore, the matter has been made clear. They can try to pretend that there is no such thing, but it will definitely be awkward to sleep together, right?

"Jinzhi, why don't I go and invite Niu Niu to stay with you for a few days?"

Niu Niu is Aunt Zhang’s granddaughter. She is eight years old this year. She has a lively and likable personality. She asked her to come to accompany her niece. The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was feasible.

She just knew!

Tang Huan cried, covered her face and buried it in the quilt and cried bitterly, "No, anyway, the second uncle has already had a grudge against me. I disliked me, why bother others? Let me sleep well by myself. Uncle Second Uncle Don't worry, even if Jinzhi is afraid of death tonight, he will not go to you again, and he will never cause trouble for you again... Daddy, Jinzhi is not afraid of you anymore, you can come here to pick up your daughter tonight. Minghua doesn't want me anymore, and Uncle Second Uncle doesn't want me anymore. What's the point of living..."

Song Mo's forehead was leaping with blue veins, and he finally managed to curse her urge to train her, "When did Uncle Second said he dislike you? Jinzhi, why are you so ignorant?"

No matter how much suppressed I was, I still brought out my anger.

Tang Huan shivered, as if he was afraid that he would get angry, and stopped talking and just cried in a low voice.

Song Mo was angry and distressed. Seeing that she kept crying, he had to compromise, "Forget it, just follow what you said, Second Uncle will accompany you for a few more nights, and you will sleep by yourself at the end of the month."

Tang Huan stopped crying immediately, ran to the edge of the kang like the wind, and rushed directly towards the man.

Song Mo was startled and hurriedly raised his hand to catch her. She was driven by her impulse to take back three steps in succession. As soon as she stabilized, she had already wrapped her body tightly around him like a bowl of flower vines, crossing his waist with long legs, wrapping his arms around his neck, pulling him down, causing him to hold her buttocks.

Tang Huan acted softly before he spoke, "Second Uncle Second! Don't worry, as long as the second uncle doesn't want me, I will never talk nonsense again!"

She really doesn't say it anymore because she wants to do it, and it works more than saying it!

After today, she discovered that Song Mo was a man with a lot of moral constraints on his mouth. He could like her, hug her, and develop desires for her, but he would never admit it. He just wanted to know that even she was unwilling to tell, for fear that his "unbearable" would be made public. If she insisted on making it clear, it would only push him farther and farther.

Anyway, as long as the end is done, she doesn't need him to admit it. She just needs to make him unable to help himself, and then let him take the initiative to send his morally only into his wife's body to her, his good niece.

She looked at him with a smile. Uncle Second, since you like to speak of gentlemen, body and mind, your niece is willing to play with you like this.

No matter what he thought, Tang Huan could laugh purely and innocently.

Song Mo believed it.

He put her back on the kang, and while trying to break her hands open, he said laughing and crying: "What do you mean don't want you? Oh, forget it, my second uncle has gone to cook. If I don't eat, I will not have the strength to pull the wheat tomorrow."

Tang Huan hugged his neck and refused to let go, and asked him with a smile: "Does the second uncle have the strength to hug me now?"

Song Mo was stunned and didn't understand what she meant.

Tang Huan shook her calves, looked around, and hugged in his arms, "If the second uncle has the strength, take me to the east room now. I want to lie in your quilt for a while, and I can't sleep." He was pitiful, like a child.

Tang Huan deliberately.

Every Song Mo has characteristics that match his identity. It is useless to act coquettishly to the guardian. The more she acts like a child to this good second uncle, the more he can do anything about her. Moreover, with the death of Mr. Song, it would not be too strange that she suddenly becomes so dependent on him. Besides, even if it is strange, her good second uncle will considerately make excuses, this man who speaks of right and wrong!

She hugged her tightly and asked for help. Song Mo felt soft and soft, and directly picked up the person to the east room.

When he went to bed at night, Tang Huan didn't dare to tease him, but just hugged him honestly.

Song Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

The next morning, he stood up first, lifted the quilt on his side, and suddenly found a glaring red on his white mid-trousers.

It was the position below her waist. When she woke up, it was tightly against her buttocks.

Who was injured?

Song Mo didn't hurt at all. Seeing that her back was sleeping soundly towards her, she couldn't help but turn around and check it inside.

Not his blood...

My niece was injured?

Song Mo was shocked and pulled open the quilt and saw that there were two or three points on the quilt on it.

At that moment, he seemed to have the illusion that the sky was about to fall.

When Tang Huan woke up and found the traces under her, she felt that she was vomiting blood from her.

She was about to show her skills, and the enemy she hated the most, hated the most, hated the most, came!!!

The author has something to say: Haha, this is reality, this is life!!!

Thank you for your thunder, Momo~

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