In the evening, the door of the educated youth center was pushed open. Everyone who was busy cooking turned their heads and was startled when they heard the sound.
"Song Zhiqing! What's wrong with you?"
Yang Chuanlin hurried over and looked at Song Wenqing, who was barefoot, with legs covered in mud and his body covered in dirt.
Song Wenqing pulled the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, I accidentally stepped into the mud."
He lifted his leg and stepped over the threshold very slowly, his face almost twitching a few times.
"Song Zhiqing, is your leg injured?" Yang Chuanlin, always kind-hearted, quickly reached out to support him.
Song Wenqing endured the severe pain in his leg and waved his hand to separate him. "It's uncomfortable to have mud on your body. I can just wash it off."
After Song Wen cleaned up, he went into the house alone. Si Yuzhen followed him in with some medicine. The educated youth were tactful enough not to disturb him. Wang Meiyu wanted to lift the curtain to go in, but Fang Kai had someone pull it open.
"Wenqing, where did you go this afternoon? You ended up like this."
Song Wenqing's face no longer had the calmness he had outside, and he said gloomily, "Get out, don't worry about it."
"Wenqing..."
Song Wenqing turned around suddenly and said impatiently, "Just listen to me! Women, why do you interfere so much in men's affairs? Don't you understand? Get out!"
His face looked very ugly, with irritability mixed with anger, which was very different from his usual gentle and polite demeanor.
Si Yuzhen was silent for a few moments, put the medicine down, and said lightly: "I have something to tell you, and I'll leave after I'm done."
Wang Meiyu waited outside with her arms folded in dissatisfaction, but after a while Si Yuzhen lifted the curtain and walked out quickly with her head lowered.
Is this, crying?
inside the house.
Song Wenqing waved his arm to sweep away the medicine beside the bed, his chest heaving violently.
Damn it, Si Yuzhen actually broke up with him?!
How dare she!
The woman who promised to marry me wholeheartedly, take care of my husband and children, and obey my every word, actually broke up with me at this critical moment?! Aren't you afraid that I will treat you poorly in the future?
Song Wenqing was so angry that he forgot about his leg injury and kicked the stool. As a result, he fell to the ground holding his leg in pain, with a somewhat ferocious look on his handsome face.
Damn it! Damn it! I had it in my hands! But I dropped it, and even got hit by Jiang Henian!
Even Si Yuzhen... Women are such a hassle! They're always looking for trouble if you say anything mean.
"Oh, Song Zhiqing! Why did you fall?"
Wang Meiyu was originally out of curiosity, but when she saw Song Wenqing fall, she thought it was a good opportunity and ran over with a cry of surprise.
Outside the educated youth site, in the bushes about twenty meters away.
Hou Wenying folded her arms and leaned against the tree, turning her head nonchalantly: "Are you okay?"
The man folded his arms and fell down under a short tree, sweating all over. "Fuck, what did you say?"
"Tsk, who is it that swears that he can get it?"
The man's eyes were gloomy. "I've turned everything upside down! There's nothing there! And I still encountered someone who got in the way."
Hou Wenying raised an eyebrow: "Who?"
"Song Wenqing."
"That guy is also looking for something at the He family."
The man struggled to tear off the black clothing on his arm, revealing his arm, which was swollen to a deep purple and slightly deformed. He breathed heavily, "Thank goodness for that girl, otherwise I would have died there."
Hou Wenying's expression froze, and he stood up straight, not quite believing it, "You have no chance of winning against him?"
The black cloth wrapped around the head and face was pulled off forcefully, revealing a young face.
Pang Ji twisted the broken bones in his arm and groaned in pain, gritted his teeth, "The information is wrong, that person..."
He was shaking violently with pain, and after a few heavy gasps, he continued, "That man is unfathomable. His martial arts skills are definitely unmatched by anyone in the army."
Hou Wenying's face was solemn. He walked over, squatted down, and took Pang Ji's severed arm. He finally stopped bothering with each other and said, "Tell me in detail."
Pangji collapsed against the tree trunk exhausted and continued to tear off the black cloth around his neck, revealing the dark purple marks from the hoop. Every time he took a breath, his throat felt like it was being torn apart.
"Hurry up." Hou Wenying urged while bandaging him.
"say what?"
Pang Ji frowned, grabbed his sweaty hair, and said in frustration, "I only fought him for thirty seconds! If he hadn't been taking care of that girl..."
Hou Wenying stabilized his broken left arm, his eyes filled with suspicion. "Pang Ji, you're not unhappy about being sent to this poor mountain valley, are you doing this on purpose?"
Pangji turned his head and stared at her, his eyes narrowed. Suddenly, his right hand curved claws attacked with murderous intent.
Hou Wenying leaned back to avoid the attack and raised his hand to block. In a few seconds, the two of them exchanged nearly ten moves with one hand.
Pang Ji twisted and grabbed Hou Wenying's wrist, pulled her closer, and said in a sinister tone: "You can try it yourself, don't try to get yourself killed here."
"Oh? Really?"
Hou Wenying's eyes moved, and she suddenly leaned close and licked Pang Ji's earlobe in an erotically manner.
Pang Ji reacted violently, loosening his grip and pushing her away, his ears reddening: "Damn it! Hou Wenying, are you f**king crazy?!!!"
Hou Wenying stood up calmly, his fingers curling the ends of his hair, his voice still drunken, "Watch your attitude. I'm the commander in this operation."
"Then you are acting like a hooligan to me!!!"
Pang Ji raised his hand and rubbed his ears violently, completely losing his usual playful attitude of provoking and teasing Hou Wenying.
If his left hand hadn't been broken, he could have used both hands to twist off the ripe ear.
"Don't sit here whining just because your hand is broken. If you were so weak, you wouldn't have been sent here."
Hou Wenying kicked the sole of his shoe and said, "Get up. Find a hilltop to fall down from. Remember to find a place with witnesses."
After she finished speaking, she turned and walked away gracefully, leaving Pangji to be so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
"Hou Wenying! I'm going to fuck your mother!"
Hou Wenying suddenly turned around, folded her arms across her chest and leaned forward, stroking her plump red lips with her long fingers, and smiled. Her facial features, which were not particularly outstanding, suddenly became full of charm.
"Brother Pangji, actually, it's me you want to sleep with, right?"
After saying that, she chuckled, turned around, and left a sentence "Be more careful next time, you have already alerted the enemy", and left.
Pang Ji sat on the ground, his face flushed and his neck thick, and after a while he managed to utter:
"Fuck, this crazy woman!"
*
"It hurts, it hurts, be gentle, be gentle..."
Jiang Henian lay on the kang with his head buried in the quilt, his hands pressed on the quilt and grabbing it, he was so nervous as if he was about to give birth.
Feeling a chill on her buttocks, she immediately clutched the quilt tightly and screamed in pain.
He Jinshan sat beside her, silently watching the brown-yellow medicinal oil dripping on her tender white lumbar vertebrae.
The girl lay on the pure white quilt, with the hem of her clothes lifted up, revealing her slender snow-white waist that could be held in one hand, and her graceful curves extending down to her undulating snow-white buttocks.
The back of his pants was pulled down a little, revealing half of his butt that looked like a white steamed bun.
Her translucent skin was whiter than the duvet beneath her.
What a beautiful picture of a beautiful woman with her butt exposed on a soft kang.
It would be better if the beauty didn’t scream in pain before she was even rubbed.
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