Chapter 82 The Jealousy Jar Overturned
Jun Moye looked at her with approval in his eyes.
Su Hanchu looked at Jiang Shijiu who was carrying water in front, raised his head slightly, and motioned Jun Moye to come forward to help.
Jun Moye's face was full of reluctance.
Su Hanchu looked at him again.
Jun Moye had no choice but to step forward and take the bucket of water.
"Second brother, I'll carry a bucket."
Back in Jiang Shijiu's yard, they started to cook dinner. Jiang Shijiu cut vegetables, while Su Hanchu and Jun Moye picked and washed vegetables.
Su Hanchu spoke while picking vegetables.
"Second brother, do you usually eat with everyone?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shijiu glanced at her before continuing to cut vegetables.
"Well, before, the food was always prepared in the big kitchen and sent over, and I ate with my eldest brother. But from now on, I will eat with Chuchu. The food in the big kitchen always tastes a little worse. From now on, my second brother will make delicious food for you."
Su Hanchu felt Jun Moye's sudden breath and raised his eyebrows slightly. This Jiang Shijiu is really not afraid of death.
"Thank you so much, second brother. What time does the big kitchen usually cook? We are cooking quite early today."
Jiang Shijiu heard this and spoke while cutting vegetables.
"Well, the main kitchen has almost started cooking, but there are so many people in the village that it will be dark by the time the food is ready. Let's have dinner first. If you feel hungry later, tell your second brother and he will make you a midnight snack."
Upon hearing this, Su Hanchu looked at Jiang Shijiu and smiled.
"Okay, my second brother is really a great man."
Jun Moye crushed the vegetables he was washing into pieces and looked at Su Hanchu with a warning look in his eyes.
However, the smile on Su Hanchu's face widened. She always felt inexplicably happy when she saw him jealous.
Dinner was ready soon.
Several people were having dinner together. At the table, Jiang Shijiu picked up some food for Su Hanchu and started an invisible contest with Jun Mo again.
Because the water for cooking here had already been pumped out, Su Hanchu put the medicine into the well, so the food on the table was safe. Su Hanchu ate the fried dishes with big mouthfuls. Hmm, it has been a long time since I had fried dishes. They were so delicious.
Jun Moye looked at her heartless appearance, and his heart couldn't help but sink. Then he began to eat with big mouthfuls. He had a lot of work to do tonight, and he would not have the energy if he didn't eat enough.
After the meal, Su Hanchu took the initiative to help clean up the dishes.
Jiang Shijiu hurriedly reached out to stop her.
"Chu Chu, how can you do all this? Go play somewhere else, or aren't your parents over there in the cave? You can go and keep them company. I specifically asked the kitchen to make them a bowl of hot soup today."
Su Hanchu put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands.
"Thank you for your hard work, second brother. I just ate too much today, so I'll walk around to help digest the food."
Seeing this, Jun Moye stepped forward and held Su Hanchu's hand.
"Brother, I'll go for a walk with Chuchu. I'll clean up next time. Or maybe you can teach me how to cook if there's a chance."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shijiu suddenly felt a little regretful. He should have let Jun Moye clean up while he accompanied Su Hanchu for a walk.
But I feel bad about regretting it now, so I have to endure it.
"Okay, next time, I won't be polite to you and will let you wash the dishes."
Upon hearing this, Jun Moye smiled and pulled Su Hanchu away.
Su Hanchu originally planned to go around and see if people in the kitchen were just starting to eat. If so, then the time would be right.
As soon as they came out of the hall, Jun Moye pulled her into the side room.
“What are you doing…?”
Before Su Hanchu could finish her words, Jun Moye kissed her on the lips.
Jun Moye's strong, bony hands clasped her hands and pressed them against the door. He kissed her lips without hesitation, as fierce and powerful as a hurricane.
"Hmm..." Su Hanchu struggled restlessly.
Jun Moye pinched the back of her neck, and with his other hand he put his arm around her waist, restraining her body. His hot tongue slid into her mouth, swallowing up all her rage and struggles. His surging jealousy and complaints were constantly vented in this kiss...
Su Hanchu only felt the overwhelming fear brought by the collision of lips and teeth, which seemed to drown her whole body...
"Hmm..." As the air in his mouth became less and less, Su Hanchu's whole body couldn't help but go limp.
Jun Moye held her slender waist with his hot palm, letting her use the force to avoid falling. He let go of her lips only when he felt her discomfort. The hand around her waist forced her to stick to his body, his eyes burning with strong desire, and his voice was low and hoarse.
"Su Hanchu, I told you not to talk to him..."
Su Hanchu's hands were still softly resting on his waist, her face was very red, and she didn't dare to look into Jun Moye's eyes. She could clearly feel his jealous anger, as if he wanted to tear her apart and swallow her.
"Jun Moye, it's just acting. I'm also doing this for..."
Jun Moye lowered his head and kissed her again, biting her lips with a bit of punishment...
"I know, I know everything, but I'm not happy. Chuchu, you always call him Second Brother, but to me, you're just Jun Moye, a stranger with no real name."
Su Hanchu didn't expect that he was so jealous just because of a name.
"Well, it's just a name. Why bother... If you're not happy, how about I call you something else?"
Looking up and seeing his deep eyes, Su Hanchu asked tentatively.
"Mo Ye? A Ye?"
Jun Moye reached out and stroked her lips gently, then slowly combed her hair.
"Chuchu, you said yourself that you are my home, but I always feel that you will leave me. Chuchu, I have nothing left. You can't leave me, and I won't allow you to..."
Feeling that what he said was getting more and more outrageous, Su Hanchu looked up at him.
"What are you thinking about?"
But I saw that his eyes were desolate, without any light, and his furrowed brows were pale and gloomy.
Su Hanchu couldn't help but tremble in his heart, thinking about how he had fallen to the bottom in a short period of time and how his parents passed away one after another in a short period of time. He was only eighteen years old.
She reached out to smooth his brows, then put her arms around his neck, tiptoed, and whispered in his ear...
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