Bai Ying was reborn.
In her previous life, she was tricked into the house of a labor reform convict. The man, despite being tormented by the drug's effects, did not touch her. Her best fr...
With the delicate body in his arms, Yang Mingwu felt his body was extremely hot, which was not so unbearable even when he was young.
His self-control was already shaky, and Qiao Xiaoling kept rubbing her head against his chest, her slender arms wrapped around his tight waist and abdomen, her body completely pressed against him...
The wonderful touch made Yang Mingwu's head hot, and he could no longer hold back and picked up Qiao Xiaoling sideways.
Qiao Xiaoling exclaimed and subconsciously put her arms around Yang Mingwu's neck.
Yang Mingwu put Qiao Xiaoling on the kang, his face full of hidden pain. He lifted up the hem of her skirt with his big hands, "Xiaoling, I can't bear it anymore."
Qiao Xiaoling closed her eyes and did not answer, her trembling eyelashes showing her inner uneasiness.
In this way, Qiao Xiaoling half-heartedly gave in...
After a while.
Qiao Xiaoling huddled herself in the quilt, revealing only half of her smooth shoulders and head. Tears welled in her eyes. "How can I get married after something like this? I, I don't want to live anymore..."
Yang Mingwu looked at the bright red stain on the quilt and realized that he had ruined Qiao Xiaoling's innocence. He raised his hand and slapped himself twice. "Xiaoling, don't blame you. This is all my fault. I deserve to die!"
Seeing this, Qiao Xiaoling didn't care that she hadn't had time to put on her clothes yet. She rushed over and grabbed Yang Mingwu's hand, saying distressedly, "Brother Yang, please stop hitting me. I know you didn't do that to me on purpose... It's all Xiaoling's fault. If I hadn't escaped from home, I wouldn't have met Brother Yang and caused you to make a mistake."
As she spoke, Qiao Xiaoling lowered her head, her face full of self-blame.
Yang Mingwu lowered his gaze to take in the beautiful scene before him. His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the anger that had just subsided began to rekindle. He quickly averted his gaze and said in a hoarse voice, "Xiaoling, I'm already married and can't marry you. How about you become my godsister? I'll definitely protect you for the rest of my life."
He took Qiao Xiaoling's body, so logically he should marry her and take responsibility, but... he has been married for many years, and his wife has done nothing wrong over the years. If he dares to divorce her, then his future career will be over.
Career is more important than anything else!
"Okay...Xiaoling will listen to Brother Yang." Qiao Xiaoling responded softly. She lowered her head to hide the flames of ambition dancing in her eyes.
What she wanted was not the title of "godsister", but the position of Yang Mingwu's wife.
It seems that if Yang Mingwu wants to marry her, he needs to add more fuel to the fire...
"Xiaoling, it's Brother Yang who is sorry for you. If you want to buy anything, just tell me and Brother Yang will buy it for you!" Qiao Xiaoling's obedience made Yang Mingwu feel even more guilty, and he couldn't help but say it.
Qiao Xiaoling whispered, "Thank you, Brother Yang, but I don't want anything. It's just... I haven't been home for a long time, and I want to go back and see them. No matter what they did wrong, they are still my family after all."
"No problem."
Hearing Qiao Xiaoling's filial piety, Yang Mingwu felt even more fond of her. He took out a large stack of banknotes from his wallet and said, "Here's a hundred yuan. Use it to buy some new clothes. Let your family know that you're doing well, and they'll feel relieved."
"Thank you, Brother Yang!" Qiao Xiaoling jumped up happily and kissed Yang Mingwu.
Yang Mingwu instantly became interested again and pushed Qiao Xiaoling down and moved forward.
Qiao Xiaoling gently pushed Yang Mingwu's chest and complained softly, "Brother Yang, don't want it anymore! Xiaoling's legs are already sore. How can I walk back tomorrow?"
"Let a soldier from my company drive you back tomorrow," Yang Mingwu kissed her eagerly, mumbling, "Dear Xiaoling, let Brother Yang take good care of you again."
"Um……"
A room full of spring.
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Rising Sun Farm.
Unlike Qiao Xiaoling who had already eaten the meat, Bai Ying's plan still failed.
As she continuously nourished Shen Ao's body with three meals a day, Shen Ao was bleeding from the nose. If this continued, Shen Ao would probably get gout from eating too much seafood before his body recovered.
Bai Ying had to stop with regret.
Upon learning that Bai Ying would no longer make him an oyster feast, Shen Ao breathed a sigh of relief.
Because he hadn't slept well for so many nights, there was a dark spot under his eyes. He didn't look weak before, but now he looked a little weak.
"I won't force you to eat from now on, but today's lunch is already prepared and can't be wasted. How about we eat together?"
Bai Ying placed the freshly fried fried oysters on the table and looked earnestly at Chen Ao who was sitting opposite her.
Upon hearing this, Shen Ao's nosebleed, which had just stopped, showed signs of surging again. He quickly changed the subject and said, "Well, you've been at the farm for so long, and I haven't taken you to see Mr. Chen yet, right?"
Bai Ying was puzzled and asked, "Yes, he did. When Ding Zhenguo was giving you a hard time, didn't he speak up for you?"
"Uh...yes, Mr. Chen has been taking care of me since I was sent to the farm over a year ago. Do you think we should get closer to him?"
Chen Ao was talking to himself as he picked up the fried oysters on the table and dragged Bai Ying out with him. "Come on, let's go take some food to Mr. Chen. He hasn't tasted your cooking yet, and he's sure to praise it!"
"Okay." Bai Ying was confusedly pulled out of the door by Chen Ao and went to Mr. Chen's residence.
On the way.
Shen Ao quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Finally escaped.
It seems that I should not let Bai Ying cook in the future. It’s better for him to cook.
Bai Ying’s cooking may be delicious, but... it’s really fatal, equivalent to delicious poison.
Although his cooking skills are average, the advantage is that the food won’t kill people.
Mr. Chen’s residence.
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