Tears and nosebleeds flowed together.
Jiang Henian rubbed his arms vigorously to calm himself down, and said with a dull face, "You scared me."
She didn't know this person, but judging from the situation, the original owner had a special relationship with him.
Aren’t they a young couple?
Jiang Henian wrinkled his nose unconsciously and glanced at Song Wenqing critically.
What kind of vision is this...
Sneaky and filthy poached chicken.
If Song Wenqing knew what Jiang Henian was thinking, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.
He is handsome, elegant, and fair-skinned, with an outstanding appearance and temperament.
When I first went to the countryside, the news spread throughout the area. Every day when I went to work, the girls and aunts would secretly look at me.
However, Jiang Henian had seen a lot of this type of people in aristocratic schools, and there were a lot of them chasing her.
He now had two tubes of nosebleed hanging from both sides of his mouth, and his behavior was suspicious. In Jiang Henian's eyes, he looked very obscene.
A bit like Zhu Ganglie.
Song Wenqing was choked by Jiang Henian's unusual indifferent attitude.
Thinking of the purpose of his visit, he suppressed his emotion and wiped the blood from his nose with a towel while breathing heavily.
At this time, everyone was working in the fields, and he finally found some time to come over.
Song Wenqing looked around, making sure no one was worried, and then put on his gentle and elegant smile again, saying with concern:
"It's my fault. I was so worried about you. Is your head okay?"
Jiang Henian avoided his outstretched hand with disgust.
"If you have something to say, just say it."
Song Wenqing thought Jiang Henian was still angry about what happened last night and continued to speak to him in a friendly manner.
"He Nian, I know you're angry. Last night you gave me shoes and looked at me like that, and I got carried away. Someone else was here at the time, and I was afraid of ruining your reputation..."
"Comrade He Nian, you won't blame me, right?"
Jiang Henian pursed his lips, his eyebrows furrowed as he listened.
Damn it, what kind of shameful things did the original owner do with this person? !
No wonder the back of my head hurt as if it had been hit by a hammer when I woke up. It turned out to be your doing.
Jiang Henian raised his hand and touched the swollen bump on the back of his head.
Suddenly, a sharp, electric-like jolt of pain shot into her brain stem.
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