There were several egg cocoons as big as fingernails on the mud, covered with light brown fluffy things. The female leech had disappeared, curled up deep in the mud, as if resting. It was

the first time for Bao Ning to see leeches lay eggs. She had always thought that they would be dense and sticky like fish eggs or frog eggs. After listening to Aunt Ming's explanation, she realized that it was a cocoon.

Even though she was mentally prepared, she still found it novel.

There were five egg cocoons in total, with strange shapes, like small peanuts. Bao Ning carefully took out the cocoons with her hands and placed them in the palm of her hand. She didn't dare to use chopsticks, fearing that these seedlings were fragile and would be broken.

She was worried that the female leech would bite her because she was too eager to protect her offspring. However, she didn't seem to care at all and didn't make any noise.

Baoning exhaled lightly, held a handful of cool egg cocoons, and put them into the porcelain pot she had prepared last night.

Pei Yuan had gotten up at some point and was leaning against the wall, watching her.

Baoning was unaware of anything. She only had the cocoon in her eyes. The porcelain pot was larger than the pot containing the female leech, and it was covered with a layer of damp, soft soil.

Perhaps because they were well fed, the cocoons produced by the female leech this time were of high quality. Bao Ning picked up each egg cocoon and sorted it out. She placed the end with the small vent upwards in the soil, then covered it with a layer of moist fine soil, and finally covered it with a layer of moist cotton cloth.

Each egg cocoon can hatch a dozen or up to 25 small leeches. If she is lucky, there will be more than a hundred in half a month.

Bao Ning thought that by then, she would have to change to a larger porcelain tank.

And Pei Yuan's poison would soon be cured.

"You just got up and started fiddling with these things without saying a word to me."

While she was lost in thought, a low male voice suddenly came from behind her, very close to her, and the breath he exhaled blew on Baoning's ears. Baoning was startled, and just as she wanted to turn around, she felt her waist tighten.

She looked down and saw Pei Yuan's arm was wrapped around her lower abdomen, and it was thick.

Without getting an answer, he asked again: "You haven't talked to me all night, what are you thinking about?"

The sudden intimacy made Baoning at a loss, and her nose was filled with his unique smell, which was rich and special, as if it was covered by a cage. Baoning

unconsciously put her hand on Pei Yuan's forearm and whispered: "I thought you didn't wake up."

"No, I didn't sleep all night." Pei Yuan slightly bent over, lowered his head, and put his lips next to her ear, in a very ambiguous posture.

He sighed slightly, "I was just waiting for you to talk to me, but you refused."

Bao Ning shuddered in her heart. She had been immersed in joy all morning, deliberately forgetting the unpleasantness of last night. When Pei Yuan mentioned this, the grievance that had almost dissipated surged up again.

She felt choked in her throat and felt that she was so hypocritical, but she couldn't help the sourness in her nose, and her tone of voice was also a little coquettish: "Why did you wait for me first? I always have to put my warm face on your cold butt, which is unfair."

Bao Ning stared at the small porcelain jar on the table, trying hard to hold back her tears. The atmosphere was silent. She regretted that she had just said something inappropriate. She felt embarrassed and was busy with her hands to cover up, poking the soil with a small stick.

"Go back and sleep for a while. The meal is not ready yet. I'll call you when it's ready..." At the end, her voice became smaller and smaller.

Pei Yuan noticed that she was not in the right mood, so he held her shoulders and turned her around. As expected, he saw her tearful eyes.

He took a breath of cool air, frowned, and wiped her tears with the back of his hand: "You are fine, why do you cry?"

Bao Ning pursed her lips and turned away: "No."

She muttered: "I am not that hypocritical."

"No one said you are bad." Pei Yuan held her head with his hands to straighten it, and rested his forehead against hers. The two looked at each other for a long time before he spoke, "Are you so wronged?"

Bao Ning pursed her lips, like a duck, and the tears in her eyes became deeper and deeper.

The grievance spread like a disaster, and the defense line in her heart collapsed. Bao Ning sniffed twice and finally cried out: "You don't understand me at all."

"Don't make that expression, it's so ugly." Pei Yuan felt bad and deliberately made her laugh. His voice was soft, "If you have something to say, just say it nicely. You're crying like a woman."

Bao Ning said: "I am!"

Pei Yuan stared at her without saying anything.

Bao Ning said: "I have tolerated you for a long time..."

She was really not tall. She stood there with her back straight, not even up to his ears. It was too tiring to talk with her head down. Pei Yuan held her waist with one hand and put her on the table to sit down.

Bao Ning was looking down on her, and her momentum was stronger. She accused her louder, mixed with tears: "You only care about yourself in your heart, you don't care about me."

Pei Yuan went to kiss her eyes: "Why don't you care? I care about you, you are all in my heart."

He rarely said sweet words, Bao Ning was angry and couldn't hear them at all. Her chest rose and fell: "You didn't, you big liar, you only care about your own happiness, you don't care what I think in my heart, take last night for example, you said whatever you thought, you were happy, how embarrassed and sad I was, you don't know!"

Pei Yuan moved his throat, touched her fingers and kissed her lips: "It's my fault."

"Also, you don't care about my emotions. I was so scared when that happened. Xu Guang was so scary, Feng Yongjia was so scary. I finally escaped. I couldn't sleep well these two nights and had nightmares...Also, you are scary too...But you don't care about me. You didn't even say a word of comfort the whole day yesterday. You just got angry at me."

"Okay, Ningning." Pei Yuan hugged her shoulders, closed his eyes, and said softly, "It's my fault, I didn't think of that."

Baoning cried, wiping her tears and snot on his shoulders: "You always get angry at me... but never apologize, I'm sad, but I don't dare to tell you."

Pei Yuan asked: "Why don't you dare?"

Emotionally out of control, Baoning only cared about venting, and the words hidden in her heart in the past were spoken out without restraint. She said to him fiercely: "How can you ask this, can you have some self-awareness!"

"Well, it's my fault." Pei Yuan stroked her back, "I will change, give me some time, okay?"

"I was cleaning your room the other day and found the divorce letter you wrote to me." Bao Ning said angrily, "If you treat me badly again, I will leave. I won't come back even if you beg me. Let's part ways amicably!"

Pei Yuan thought he had misheard at first, but when he realized what was going on, his face darkened. He pinched Bao Ning's shoulders and pulled her away, gritting his teeth and saying, "Say it again?"

"It hurts..." Bao Ning hit his arm and sobbed, "I knew you were a liar. Everything you said was a lie. You don't want to change at all."

Pei Yuan finally came to his senses and realized that his hand was too heavy. He quickly loosened his grip and gently rubbed her shoulders to help her relax. His brows were still furrowed: "Don't say such things next time."

After the commotion, Baoning's mood had stabilized a lot. Thinking of what she had just said, she felt a little regretful, but also happy. Her heart was in a mess. She lowered her eyes and did not answer.

Pei Yuan threatened her: "You are my legitimate wife, and according to the rules of our ancestors, you are mine when you are alive, and you will be mine when you die. You must be buried in my tomb, and your soul cannot escape."

Baoning looked up at him, digging the edge of the table with her fingers: "You are an educated man, how can you say such bandit-like words."

Pei Yuan curled the corners of his lips, put his ear close to her ear, and blew air into the small hole: "I can do even more bandit-like things, do you want to experience it?"

"It's not serious just to talk about it..." Baoning wanted to avoid him, turned her head and was about to jump down, but was pulled by Pei Yuan.

Pei Yuan said, "My leg is injured, and I vomited blood yesterday. If you want me to die sooner, keep pissing me off."

"Can you please stop talking about death?" Bao Ning stared at him with wide eyes, "It's unlucky."

"Yes." Pei Yuan paused, his eyes darkened, staring at her pink lips, lowering his head slightly and moving closer, "Let me kiss you."

"No..." Bao Ning was shy and leaned back subconsciously, her belt was rubbed open, her coat slipped off, revealing her delicate white collarbone. Pei Yuan did not miss the opportunity, one hand pressed on her back, his lips moved over, and sucked the pink mole on her collarbone.

Bao Ning trembled, not daring to move.

Pei Yuan held her back and hesitated for a long time before he raised his head. Bao Ning's fingertips were numb and soft. She heard Pei Yuan whisper in her ear: "Ning Ning, you have to remember that I am your man."

"You are young, I will not touch you, let's take good care of you for another two years."

"Also, I will treat you well. I am not subtle. If there is anything that makes you dissatisfied, you tell me and I will learn slowly."

Pei Yuan kissed her eyelids: "What I fear most is that you and I are alienated."