Hearing the sound of falling to the ground on the other side of the wall, Song Mo slowly opened his eyes.

Her lantern remained beside her, and in the darkness, clearly illuminated him.

She was still standing tall, wet and bright, not only water, but also blood... there was also on her legs. When she got up, she fell on his legs. He heard her scream and felt the wetness there.

Song Mo turned his head, closed his eyes, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Everyone left, but he was still thinking about the tightly wrapped feeling. It was really...

Why is this happening!

He obviously disliked that woman, why did she still get hardened by her? If he could control himself, he would not succeed by her!

Furious, Song Mo suddenly pulled the rope around his waist and threw it hard to the side.

Like a beast breaking free from the shackles, regardless of his lack of energy and his erection, Song Mo supported himself to another tree with both hands, and opened the rope with red eyes. The woman insulted him so much that he must kill her!

The rope was untied, and he ran to the lantern, grabbed his clothes and put them on his body.

Wear and move.

There are light pink sheets under the tree, and there is one where it has a few dark colors.

Her words suddenly echoed in her ears.

"...This is the evidence that I keep my body for you. Now that you break it, I am yours..."

What she said was true, because he did touch it, and indeed penetrated the indescribable layer. After entering, she was so snatched that she almost wanted to throw away her armor.

"...Song Mo, it turns out that being your woman hurts so much..."

What she said was true, because when she sat down, she kept inhaling, and her hands supporting his shoulders were trembling, and later she scratched him, causing him to hurt, so the pain that he almost couldn't help but stand up and teach her a lesson.

"...Song Mo, actually, this time I didn't want to have fun with you. I just wanted to prove it to you. I'm innocent..."

What she said was true, she was indeed innocent, and she did leave immediately after proof, and did not continue to force him to have fun.

"...Song Mo, I really like you. I love you. I love you. I love you..."

Does she really like him?

Song Mo didn't know, but the sentence she said was true, because she was crying and crying for pain, while stubbornly insisting on letting him pierce and bleeding for him. At that time, he had been scolding her in his heart, enduring the pleasure of urging him crazy in his body, and never thought about how she would feel. Now that she thought about it, she was bleeding and left halfway, and said she was waiting for him to kill her. If she didn't like him, what's the point of offending him like this and tormenting herself like this?

Looking at the bloodstains in a daze, the anger that was about to fill his chest was slowly calmed down unconsciously.

Song Mo was a little confused.

She asked him if he thought she was as good as she could. Yes, he did think that before, because he had seen her flirt with different men too many times. When he saw those men touching her hands and her legs and even behind her, she just smiled and beat them, never angry. A good woman regarded chastity and innocence as her life, and she dared to do that kind of thing in front of everyone, and she must have behind her back...

“…No matter how I deal with those men, I never really took advantage of them…”

It turned out that he had really misunderstood her.

Those men pleased her, but they couldn't get her. He was so cold and fierce to her, but she forced a woman to give her the most precious thing. Even though he scolded her so badly, she still insisted on giving it to him.

If she doesn't like him, what does she want?

Picture his appearance?

Song Mo knew that she was good-looking, but she didn't mention others. Just talking about Lin Peizhi was enough to compare him. Besides, she was not those women with mediocre appearance, but she was charming. How could she value his face?

See his money?

Even more unlikely, the Mei family is in a similar situation as his family. If she doesn’t rely on a financial backer like Lin Peizhi, how could she covet the family of a butcher?

Could it be that she was sincere to him?

Song Mo was frozen in place.

If she just simply teased him and insulted him, he could strangle her to death without hesitation. But if she really had such deep affection for him, he...

She was standing on the wall and laughing wildly, and in her ears were her soft whimpering biting his shoulders, and her body... Song Mo raised his hand, and her shoulders were caught bleeding. When her tears fell on it, he felt in pain.

Perhaps, she is just a poor woman who likes to pretend to be strong.

The evening breeze was cool and I woke up the man who had been standing for unknown amounts of time. Song Mo leaned over, put away the bed sheets, and silently returned to the house.

Forget it, she was still suffering more in this matter. As long as she really stopped pestering him and threatened him to be responsible for her with innocence, he would have a dream tonight.

He took a shower with water and was careful not to touch the place she scratched. Afterwards, Song Mo stuffed the bed sheet into the stove, but only after burning a corner, he quickly pulled the thing out and quickly stepped on the fire. After thinking about it, he stuffed the bed sheet into an idle box.

He couldn't take the initiative to return her, but if one day she took the sheet as a guide to cause trouble for him, he could throw the sheet on her face and let her get out.

After everything was cleaned up, Song Mo returned to the bed.

But I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. My mind was in a mess. Sometimes it was her lies and sometimes it was the truth. In the blink of an eye, it turned into her white body, and then it turned into the scene where she sat down...

Compared with Song Mo, Tang Huan slept well.

She waited neatly on the bed for half an hour, and there was silence outside, without the sound of angry footsteps, nor the sound of doors and windows being pried open. The longer she waited, the more stable her heart became, and her sleepiness gradually came. When she lay on the pillow, Tang Huan thought in a daze that Song Mo could bear it, probably because her words worked, right?

If Song Mo decided to spare her once just because he found out that she "really" liked him, then either he was too kind or he had some place in his heart.

Already fell in love with her? She was so stupid and cute. She didn't seem to have done anything to care about him. Except for a lunch meal, the rest was annoyed him. Does Song Mo like to be angry with her? Perhaps, it was a bit of a relationship with him when he asked for her for the first time. Those big men always thought that women were theirs after they wanted women's bodies. This kind of thought was deeply rooted, and the romantic young master like Lin Peizhi didn't care, and Song Mo was old-fashioned...

Forget it, go to bed first. If he still doesn't move tomorrow, then she will definitely be able to take him.

On the second day, Song Mo got up early to pick up the meat, then bought four vegetarian buns on the street as breakfast, and went to the shop to prepare for opening. After eating, he was busy, and stood in front of the chopping board to wipe the knife, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at the restaurant diagonally opposite.

The two shops were only about thirty steps away, and the situation there was clearly visible.

The Mei Family Restaurant also does breakfast business, but Song Mo knows that she won’t come in the morning, maybe she stays at home to sleep in? This is not because Song Mo has paid special attention to the movements of the Narcissus. It’s too close to her. Every time she appears, it’s extremely silly, and it’s hard for him to not pay attention.

However, when he heard her voice before, he didn't hear it, but today he inexplicably wanted to see her soon and see what her reaction would be.

However, Song Mo was nervous all day long, and Tang Huan didn't come to the restaurant.

Song Mo breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that she would continue to pester her.

However, when he walked back, he couldn't help but wonder, was she not coming because she had no shame to see him, or was she injured last night?

As he stepped onto the stone bridge, he glanced quietly at the door of his house.

There is nothing except a row of weeping willows and peach trees by the river.

With a strange and complicated doubt, Song Mo returned to his home.

He was the only one at home, quiet as before. Song Mo was used to it, but today, he deliberately took his pace and wanted to hear what was going on next door.

What can happen to the Mei family?

It was already dark. Tang Huan had just finished his meal and was walking in the yard to digest food. When the gate of the Song family was pushed open, she heard it. Knowing that Song Mo was back, she immediately signaled Tangyuan not to speak with her eyes, and walked quietly under the wall, listening to Song Mo's movements intently.

She heard him strode in, walking slower and slower, and finally stopped in front of the door. After a quarter of an hour, she pushed the door open and entered.

Tang Huan laughed and quickly went to the backyard. She had already put the ladder down horizontally and leaned against the wall. She sat on it, guessing what Song Mo was doing based on her voice.

Tang Huan could hear anything Song Mo did, but on Tang Huan's side, Song Mo could not hear anything, it was quiet, as if there was an empty house there. If she spoke loudly and scolded the maid like before, Song Mo wouldn't care, but she didn't say a word. He was curious about what she was doing, and he was also curious about being unsatisfied.

As night fell, the two of them went to bed separately. As usual, the man was unable to sleep, and the woman slept until dawn.

Tang Huan is well versed in various ways to deal with men. For example, Song Mo now, he must be curious about what she will do next, whether she will stay away from him or remain shameless? When we meet again, she will shyly hide from him because of that incident or pretend that nothing happened? Song Mo will even explore the affection in her eyes. Is it really that deep?

But the more Song Mo wanted to know, the less Tang Huan would let him do what he wanted.

After staying at home for five days, I felt that it was almost done. Tang Huan finally changed into a gorgeous red shirt and white dress, and went out to the street with a round fan.

The restaurant staff is looking forward to the owner coming every day, and they have to walk to the door while serving tea and water to look outside. On this day, a friend happened to see his boss's wife and ran out and shouted, "You are here, you are here, we are also worried that the injury on your head will worsen..."

Tang Huan reached out and twisted his ear: "Okay, Zhao Wai's mouth, you dare to curse something wrong with me!"

"Oh, the boss quickly let go. I really didn't mean that!" The guy surnamed Zhao tilted his head and begged for mercy, but he was so beautiful in his heart that he could finally get the boss to pinch his ears back. When he went back to dream of touching his ears at night, he might dream of his boss in the middle of the night.

Tang Huan snorted, lit the guy's forehead and pushed him away, and went straight into the restaurant.

From beginning to end, I didn't look at the butcher shop.

But Song Mo saw her as soon as she turned the street.

The big red short shirt and the white dress made her smile look bright like a flower.

He was stabbed by her smile, and quickly looked at the chopping board in front of him, pretending not to see her, but his heart was rumbling. She looked no different from before, could she pretend to deceive him?

He glanced quietly over again and observed her through the passers-by until her figure disappeared at the entrance of the restaurant.

After all, he discovered that the difference was that when she came to a restaurant, she would always lean against the door and look at him. He looked over in confusion once, and realized that she was looking at herself, she ignored her except for being unhappy. After all, he couldn't care about her eyes. But today, she didn't look at him at all.

Is it because I did that kind of thing to him and I feel guilty, don’t you dare?

Or is it true that she said that night and never bothered him again?

"Brother Song, that, I, my mother, only asked me to buy a pound of pork belly. Is this a bit too much for you to cut?" A girl in a dress with 80% new flower hesitated for a while, and finally plucked up the courage and said timidly.

Song Mo was stunned and looked down and found that he had cut too much.

A little fever suddenly appeared on my face.

Song Mo couldn't see it himself, but the little wives and girls around him saw it. Seeing that Song Tu, who had been cold all year round, would blush, and it was so... he was so lively that he couldn't help but feel relieved. The girl who spoke was even more happy and nervous, and she was a little bolder. She stepped forward and said, "Brother Song, forget it, why don't you give me all these?" Brother Song has always been accurate in cutting meat and has never made any mistakes. Today she pointed it out recklessly, and Brother Song blushed in embarrassment. Then she should buy them all. Fortunately, she still has her own private money on her.

Song Mo was not blushing because he cut too much meat. After a brief moment of surprise, he quickly recovered from his calmness and cut a knife quickly, giving the girl a pound of pork belly, and then he didn't look at her, and only collected money.

The girl left sadly with a shattered heart. Brother Song suddenly turned cold. He must be angry with her, right?

When lunch restaurants are the most lively, it is also the most deserted time for the butcher shops to do business, because people have already bought the meat needed for lunch, and when dinner people have to wait for an hour or two before they can come out to buy it.

Song Mo sat in front of the chopping board and silenced eating the dry food he brought. There were constant laughter and joy coming from the restaurant, mixed with her laughter and scolding. He looked over and saw that she was not sitting at the door like before, and he could not see her at all.
To be continued...