Just now, I held it in my arms and it looked like a skinny cat. I remembered hearing other educated youth talk about the food at the educated youth settlement.
He frowned, still trying to find something to nourish her.
"You should rest well. As for going to work, I will talk to the team leader."
Wen Qinghe took three yuan from the military green satchel on the bedside table and handed it to him.
"Brother Yan, I'll be troubling you a lot in the future..."
Yan Xiao blushed when he heard her sudden address, and took the item from her pale hand with pursed lips.
"I'm not afraid of trouble, and besides, you're not a problem..."
Looking at the little girl's fair and delicate wrists, they seemed as if they would break at the slightest touch.
His skin was incredibly white, and there was the sweet fragrance that surrounded his breath when he held him in his arms.
He was so anxious just now, but now, recalling the feeling of the touch, he rubbed his fingers together and clenched the banknote in his hand. Are all young girls this fragrant?
He even felt that the whole room seemed to be filled with a faint, sweet fragrance of a young woman.
Her petite frame and the soft touch she had just received made her seem like a fragile porcelain doll.
It makes you want to cherish and protect it.
His eyes darkened as he thought about the girl's body.
…
Seeing that Yan Xiao had been hovering around her all morning, Wen Qinghe realized she was probably making him late for work, so she quickly urged him to hurry up:
"Brother Yan, thank you so much for today! I'm fine now, you can go back to your work."
For the first time, Yan Xiao found the words "Brother Yan" sounded so pleasant coming from the little girl's mouth, and he replied softly, "Okay."
Then they went out together, one hand and one foot in unison.
Upon seeing this, Wen Qinghe chuckled.
She hadn't expected this seemingly fierce man to be so innocent; she had only called him Brother Yan.
………
The sight of Wen Qinghe fainting, her face pale, was witnessed by villagers drinking water under a tree by the roadside…
From that day on, the villagers of Hongxing Brigade all knew that a delicate, urban educated youth had come to their village.
She was said to be incredibly beautiful, but unfortunately, she was sickly, panting after every three steps and collapsing after every seven. She couldn't do any work, a veritable sickly beauty.
As for why no one dared to spread rumors about Yan Xiao?
What a joke, someone who killed several wolves with his bare hands.
Faced with absolute power, no negative voices dare to utter a single one…
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