Little stick...

When Song Mo heard what the woman called her this, the unfamiliar throbbing that had risen when her face was pressed against it instantly turned into a humiliation, and the urge to teach her a lesson was not inferior to that night.

But he was angry that night, but this time he wanted to prove himself.

How to prove it?

His chest was undulating violently, as if he had just tied up a pig alone, panting like a cow.

And while he looked at her head and tried to distract himself to think about how to teach her a lesson, Xiao Song Mo struggled and twisted unhappily in the woman's hands in order to prove that he was not a little stick. However, Xiao Song Mo had no hands or feet, and he could not push the woman away, so he could only bulge out with anger, getting bigger and bigger, trying to use this method to shake the woman away.

But he was ruthlessly suppressed by the other party.

Tang Huan didn't raise his head, but he only held Xiao Song Mo curiously, his voice becoming more and more curious, "Duyuan, why does this stick seem to... burp... It seems to move... And, what about the stick last time? This one is so short, not neat up and down, so it can't hurt him at all... Haha, but it's quite fun. Look, it can rotate left and right, and it's like a mushroom here... Well, I want this stick..." As he said that, he lay on Song Mo's right thigh, while burping, he reached out to touch Song Mo's belt, trying to reach in to get the stick.

Song Mo was shocked by her movements and suddenly stood up and grabbed her shoulder and lifted the person up, shouting in a deep voice: "Wake up!"

Tang Huan shivered, and his blurred eyes fell on the man's face. He blinked his eyes and a hint of confusion appeared on his face. "It's not Tangyuan, it's Song Mo?" As if she was about to confirm, she raised her hand and touched him. Song Mo knelt, and she also knelt. He was so much taller than her, but her hand slowly reached towards him, as if she was not worried that he would avoid it.

Song Mo originally wanted to hide, but in her infatuated eyes, she couldn't move after finding tears flashing in her eyes, so she let her weak and boneless little hand touch his face and let her unconsciously touch it.

Her eyes were too focused, and Song Mo slowly couldn't hold on anymore. She was afraid that she would suddenly wake up and find that he was soft-hearted and indulged, so she was ready to get up.

Tang Huan threw himself into his arms, hugging his shoulders tightly, and cried with great grievance: "Song Mo, why don't you like me? You said, "Why am I not worthy of you, or did I have done something bad to make you bored? Tell me, can't I change it... Song Mo, I like you, I want to marry you and be your woman, I want to rely on you, so I don't have to go out to earn money to support myself, nor do I have to deal with those men for business, nor do I have to worry about being bullied by evil people. Song Mo, why don't you..."

Nothing?

Song Mo was still waiting for her to continue talking, but she didn't move for a long time. When she looked down, she found that she fell asleep on his shoulder. The reason why she didn't tilt was because his hand hugged her at some point.

He smiled bitterly.

Are you tired of her?

No, because I know that she is forced to make a living, life is not easy for a woman.

Do you like her?

Song Mo didn't know what it meant to be like, he only knew that he suddenly felt sorry for this woman, and suddenly wanted to take care of her and no longer let her be bullied.

But he didn't know how to speak. Not long ago, he refused her fiercely and threatened her to kill her if she came to pester again. Now, she was reluctant to pay attention to him when she was awake. Why did he take the initiative to find her and say that he was willing to marry her?

He didn't dare. She was drunk now, so she was so pitiful and weak. Once she woke up, would she still choose to forget him like she did a few days ago? She was so arrogant. Maybe when he went to find her, she might laugh at him for pretending to be reserved before?

Song Mo had a headache. In fact, he didn't even understand her true temperament, so why did he suddenly have the idea of ​​marrying her?

Maybe she is too pitiful, maybe she won’t think so if she sleeps at night.

Rubbing his forehead, Song Mo walked under the wall with the sleeping woman, stepped on the basket, first lying on the wall, he climbed over the wall, then carried the person down, and headed straight to the door of the back room. The light was on inside, and the maid probably was afraid of making her angry, so she hid in the wing room obediently, and there was no one.

Song Mo felt distressed again. The maid was just a maid. She could only listen to her and did things and would not really care about her. Just like before, she was drunk and climbed up to the wall. If Tangyuan was her relative, no matter how ugly she scolded her, she would stay by her side and refuse to leave, right? Even if she hid at the door and kept a secret attention.

She is the same as him.

He is a man, and it’s nothing to get used to it. She is a woman. If she wants to avoid being bullied by others, she can only pretend to be arrogant and domineering.

He was thinking randomly, not paying attention to what the woman's boudoir looks like. After coming to his senses, he had already arrived in front of her bed.

The light purple curtains and pink sheets looked the same as those from that night.

Song Mo quickly put the person on the bed and pulled the quilt to cover it up for her.

But my hand was suddenly pulled into my arms, warm and soft.

"Song Mo..." She hugged his arm and muttered in her sleep.

She was sleeping peacefully, and Song Mo tried to pull her back, and she frowned uneasyly. Song Mo couldn't bear it, so he had to keep putting her down, leaned over and faced her, holding her one hand in her, and holding her with the other hand had nowhere to force her.

His eyes circled around the head of the bed, but finally fell on her face.

Because she drank wine, two red clouds floated on her cheeks. Her skin was delicate and moist, and her red lips were full and attractive.

Her lips were once pressed against his.

Song Mo was dry and dry.

He didn't dare to stay for a long time, and after waiting for a while, he carefully pushed her arm away, covered her with a quilt, and left quietly.

Without the man's breathing, the room became quieter.

Tang Huan opened his eyes at some point, lay quietly on his back, looking at the top of the bed in a daze.

He was so disgusted with her before, and she had no choice but to act like she would stop pestering him. Now he is not taking the initiative. In this way, he has to stimulate him...

The next morning, Tang Huan woke up at a miserable howl of a pig. Looking out the window, it was still dark.

Really, why did this guy Song Mo dream that he was a butcher?

When she got up and changed her clothes, Tang Huan whispered a few instructions to Tang Yuan, making sure she remembered it and went to guard Song Mo by the door.

Song Mo pushed the wooden cart out and almost immediately noticed the figure under the peach tree in front of him. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Just dawn, why did she get up so early?

He lowered his eyes and suppressed the tension in his heart. He walked forward with a cold face as usual.

"Song, Song Mo, wait a moment, I, I want to ask you something." Tang Huan was not rushing to chase after him two steps and called softly.

Song Mo had already guessed what she was going to ask, and his face felt a little hot, and he paused his feet without looking back: "What's the matter?" She wouldn't remember that he took her back last night, right? If she asked him why he wanted to hold her, what would he answer?

Tang Huan walked behind him and said nervously: "Just, I woke up just now, and my head hurts. I asked Tangyuan. She said, "I got drunk last night and climbed onto the wall, and said I wanted to find you, and then went back to the house by myself. But I remembered in a daze that I seemed to see you, so I wanted to ask, did I disturb you again last night? If yes, I, I really didn't mean it, don't be angry."

It turns out she can't remember it...

Song Mo didn't know whether to be grateful or disappointed, but he could avoid embarrassment. He was happy to see it, so he replied in a deep voice: "No, I have been sleeping in the house and I haven't heard anything outside. You remember it wrong."

She knew that this man was awkward!

"Oh, that's good, okay, it's okay, you go." Since I was not sorry for him, Tang Huan didn't have to pretend to be timid. He said naturally, turned around and stepped into the yard, and scolded Tangyuan loudly: "I've been talking nonsense all day long. He said he didn't hear my voice, but I saw that I was not drunk at all last night, and I didn't climb up to the wall! You stinky girl, do you dare to make up my lies because I'm so kind to you!"

"Madam, I..."

"Stop quibbling, go, you can cook the fire today to make breakfast!"

Outside the door, Song Mo heard the familiar yelling and scolding, and always felt that compared to the poor daffodil, he was more used to her domineering look as if she was free and cared about nothing.

He went to the butcher shop in a happy mood.

It was already midday and Tang Huan also arrived at the restaurant.

She still didn't look at Song Mo, but Song Mo was not as twitched as he had been a few days ago, because he already knew that she only cared about him. She said in person that she didn't like others, but only hoped that he would like her. However, in this way, thinking that he could only look over there from a distance, those men could approach her, and even looked at her wantonly, Song Mo's face became tense again.

Then, when Lin Peizhi appeared from afar, he even had the intention of killing people with a knife.

Lin Peizhi just used to walk here. When he arrived at the restaurant, he saw the woman wearing a white shirt and green skirt smirking with the guests. He felt itchy again. He stepped in and pulled the person to the door and sat down.

Tang Huan scolded him angrily: "What are you doing? I thought you would never come again after you left! Humph, I couldn't sleep alone last night!"

Lin Peizhi was used to dealing with all kinds of women and was able to coax people easily. Seeing her like this, she looked aggrieved, "Are you angry with you? I told you to come down and you couldn't come down, so I left me on the wall, and let me go for the sake of the butcher. Narcissus, they all said that the butcher was the best-looking man in the town, and I have seen you hook him with my own eyes. You said, how could I not think about it?"

"What do you think about? Will I lose your big fish for a pig slaughter?" Tang Huan pointed his forehead angrily.

Lin Peizhi held her hand flatteringly and coaxed her softly: "Okay, okay, I'm not aware of my mistake. I'm here to pay you a special compensation, right?"

Tang Huan snorted, looked at him, and said, "I have never seen anyone who apologizes for someone but doesn't bring anything!"

Lin Peizhi laughed and pulled her hand to her legs and rubbed her gently, "What do the Narcissus want? I'll take it to you tonight?"

Tang Huan curled his lips and glanced at him: "Come on, I'm afraid that the butcher will kill pigs tonight. Humph, I don't want to be hung up all night. I have never looked down on those men. No one wants me yet!"

"Who doesn't want you anymore?" Lin Peizhi touched up and pulled her wrist. "There is such a beautiful country and a beautiful body, and only the blind man will not miss you. Narcissus, me, why don't you go to my place tonight? No one can disturb us. Then, what do you like in my room? I'll let you choose whatever you like." He never wanted to learn about such a disappointment. Fortunately, it's an old house here, and no elders know about him when he takes the woman home.

Tang Huan's eyes turned and looked at him coquettishly, "You are so stingy, you only have to choose the same one."

Lin Peizhi smiled and touched her thigh, "Satisfied, my house is full of good things, it's all enough for you to eat, drink and enjoy for the rest of your life."

Tang Huan held the man's hand trying to reach between her legs, "I heard that the Lin family also has a house on Lingshan?"

Lin Peizhi raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Do you want to go to Lingshan?"

Tang Huan nodded, "Yes, I went to Lingshan to enjoy the peach blossoms once last year. I really liked it there, but unfortunately I was the only one by myself. At that time, I thought, it would be great if I could have a good man with me. The peach blossoms are blooming just right now, I want you to go with me to see them, rest there at night, and then I can watch them again before coming back tomorrow morning, okay?"

The human faces and peach blossoms complement each other...

Looking at the beautiful beauty in front of her, Lin Peizhi was certainly willing to accompany her, "What's wrong? Since you like it, don't talk about it all night. I can stay with you there before I go home."

Lingshan has beautiful scenery, and the daffodils are the best in Qiqiao Town at the left and right. After a few days of traveling on the mountain, Lin Peizhi felt better and better. He then said, "Then let's set off now. Follow me back to the old house, and I'll ask someone to prepare a sedan chair."

Tang Huan looked full of joy, but shook her head, "No, I'll go home and change my clothes first, and bring some clothes with me. You can pick me up from my house later."

Lin Peizhi advised her: "Don't bother, when you get there, you can choose the clothes."

Tang Huan glared at him ambiguously, "That won't work. What if I do something and make you angry? Then if you ask someone to take back all your clothes, wouldn't I come back naked?"

"Hahaha, Narcissus, you are so... Alas, I really don't know why you like to think of me as a stingy person. Okay, let's take action separately, I'll pick you up later." Lin Peizhi was amused by her and secretly decided to arrive in Lingshan in the afternoon and really want to play with her this trick of taking off clothes.

The laughter ended, and the two left one after another.

Song Mo looked at the woman's slim back silently, feeling inexplicably uneasy. He couldn't hear what Lin Peizhi said to her, but she had never been back so early, and Lin Peizhi seemed to have discussed something with her.

After struggling for two quarters of an hour, thinking that she might be bullied by Lin Peizhi, Song Mo could no longer be able to do business with peace of mind. He apologized with the previous few customers, closed the door and rushed back in a hurry.

As soon as I walked to the bridge, I saw Lin Peizhi on the opposite side following the sedan chair with a carriage open, with her bright smiling face inside.

Go further and further.

Where are they going?
To be continued...