Jiang Yan's smile never faded. He lowered his head slightly and said, "Then I'll take it as you liking me and that you're jealous."

"I'm jealous of your big head!"

Ah Li raised her hand, intending to tap Jiang Yan on the head.

As a result, Jiang Yan neither dodged nor avoided him, but instead leaned closer, her smile never fading.

The person looks much better now than in my dream; he's vivid, and I even get angry at him and glare at him.

If he hurts her, will she pinch him, bite him, and cry?

Jiang Yan swallowed hard, his gaze falling on Ah Li's front. It seemed much larger than when he first encountered her.

"Snap!"

Ah Li slapped Jiang Yan's face, "Disgusting."

The man was staring at her there, looking like he was about to drool.

Jiang Yan reached out and hugged the person, her voice soft and gentle, "Only to you... vulgar."

Ahri raised her hand and pinched the man's waist, but couldn't move him. She was about to push him away when she said, "You have no shame to say such things as soon as we meet."

"Because I miss you, I miss you so much, I think about you day and night."

Jiang Yan looked deeply affectionate. He didn't know why, but after she left, he started to miss her, long for her, and wanted to know if she felt the same way he did.

However, this person was gone for five years without any news.

It's also because he wasn't strong enough, didn't have enough power, that he couldn't find her.

Back in that village, he got beaten up here, and she got beaten up there.

He gritted his teeth and endured it, while she remained silent, neither crying nor shouting.

The more you cry, shout, and run away, the worse you'll be beaten.

He's a boy who can take a beating and also endure hunger.

When he went up the mountain to chop firewood, he would catch her catching and eating chickens. Sometimes, to prevent him from talking nonsense when he got back, she would share some with him.

Sometimes, when he had cuts on his face, she would look at him with concern and say, "Look at you, you already had a face that was good-looking, and now it's all injured."

I don't know where she picked the herbs, but they don't leave scars or hurt when applied.

At the time, all I remembered was the suffering I endured, which made me wish I could just die, or kill the person who caused me so much pain.

But after escaping the suffering, she discovered there were still moments of joy, all of which were about her, Gouya.

Jiang Yan silently withdrew her gaze from Ah Li. She couldn't call her Gou Ya anymore; this person would hit her.

[Current progress in defeating the villain: 92.1%]

It's gone up again.

Ah Li looked up at Jiang Yan, raised her hand and lifted his chin, saying, "Then let me see how much you want to."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yan picked up Ah Li, kicked open his room door, and slammed it shut. He carried her to the bed and said nervously, "I won't let you leave."

Ah Li pressed down on the man's movements as he untied her belt, still trying to refuse, "So rushed?"

"I'm so anxious, my heart is aching. And this hurts too, feel it."

Jiang Yan pulled Ah Li's hand down to his body, and as soon as it touched him, he pressed Ah Li down onto the bed.

Before long, one piece of clothing after another was thrown down, piling up and overlapping.

The sounds of their tender affection were even more delightful than in my dreams.

The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, Ah Li finally emerged, supporting her back.

Jiang Yan was busy in the kitchen at this moment, her clothes were not properly worn, the belt was not tied, and she just casually put them on, revealing her chest which still had ambiguous marks.

He heard Ahri's voice coming over, turned around and said affectionately, "Go have some soup first, I'll cook a dish."