In the morning, the sun in the east was shrouded in warm orange glow, and the green bamboo leaves were hazy. Every corner of the educated youth's site was illuminated by the glow, and the breeze blowing into the house was cool and carried the fragrance of bamboo.
Yuan Jiang got up early in the morning and dressed up.
There were not many types of cosmetics in that era. Yuan Jiang fiddled with it for a long time and only put a layer of bright red lip balm on her lips. She looked in the mirror and tied her hair into a fluffy pigtail.
Zhu Chunhe had just finished washing up in the kitchen. When she came back and saw Yuan Jiang, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes. She raised her chin and snorted coldly, then sat down on the bed, glancing at Yuan Jiang from time to time.
Yuan Jiang Tian was dressed beautifully. She wore a white shirt with buttons and a waist pattern, a red long skirt, white socks and black round-toed leather shoes.
Her long, thick, shiny black hair was tied into a fluffy side braid, with a few strands of hair hanging playfully on her cheeks. Under her thick, curled eyelashes, she had a pair of charming and watery fox eyes. Her lips were plump and beautiful, as tender as rose petals. Her skin was white and translucent, like a peeled lychee, and she looked like a vixen that had walked out of a painting or calligraphy.
The expression on Zhu Chunhe's face was a little cracked. Seeing Yuan Jiang's beautiful face that made her hate and envy, she felt impatience and annoyance in her heart.
"Hey, are you really going to marry that idiot Pei Zhuo?" Zhu Chunhe felt a little stuffy in her chest, her eyebrows raised, and then her nose twitched, and she snorted out of her nose and asked in a cold voice.
Yuan Jiang tilted her head and gave Zhu Chunhe a puzzled look: "Zhu Zhiqing, your brain is really just like your last name."
"This is the second time you've scolded Pei Zhuo in front of me. If you do it a third time..." Yuan Jiang thought seriously, then her fox eyes lit up, and a sweet and playful smile appeared on her pretty face: "Then I'm going to smash your mouth."
"You!" Zhu Chunhe glared and stood up suddenly. Her face turned from blue to white with anger, and her chest heaved violently. "You are the pig-headed one!"
"Pei Zhuo is a fool! A moron who can't even have sex! Only a short-sighted woman like you would marry a foolish country bumpkin!"
"Heh," Zhu Chunhe said with a mocking smile: "Yuan Jiang, I think you have become a fool after staying with fools for a long time. Hit me? Do you dare..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhu Chunhe was slapped hard in the face by Yuan Jiang with a "slap".
Zhu Chunhe was stunned, her eyes immediately turned red, and the swelling and pain on her cheeks were clearly stimulating the nerves in her brain. She raised her eyes in disbelief and looked at Yuan Jiang, tears of grievance fell instantly.
"You hit me?"
"Yeah~" Yuan Jiang smiled at Zhu Chunhe, then the smile on her pretty face disappeared. She raised her hand and threw her to the ground, then raised her hand and slapped Zhu Chunhe's face a few times.
Zhu Chunhe's entire face was swollen and red, with red blood oozing from the corners of her lips.
Yuan Jiang was very strong. Zhu Chunhe tried to scratch and bite her several times, but she would hold Zhu Chunhe's head and hands with her backhand. After more than a dozen slaps, she finally mercifully let go of Zhu Chunhe's neck.
"You hit me so hard that my hands hurt." Yuan Jiang frowned and sighed. She glanced down at Zhu Chunhe, who was curled up in a ball and sobbing. A gentle smile curved her delicate lips. "Zhu Zhiqing, please don't scold Pei Zhuo anymore."
Zhu Chunhe whimpered in fear and covered her face.
"How rude! People are talking to you!" Yuan Jiang squatted in front of Zhu Chunhe, grabbed her hair with his slender white fingers, and narrowed his fox eyes dangerously.
Zhu Chunhe shrank back from being beaten by Yuan Jiang. Her swollen face was squeezed and her eyes shrank. When she looked into Yuan Jiang's deep and mysterious eyes, she subconsciously shuddered and cried, "I understand. I will never call Pei Zhuo a fool again."
"Sure enough, sometimes a slap is more effective than a warning." Yuan Jiang smiled and patted Zhu Chunhe's face, then slowly stood up, looked at his red palms, and sighed helplessly.
Zhu Chunhe gasped in pain, huddled back and crawled away, anger and malice swirling in her eyes. Her fingers were clenched tightly as she bit the soft flesh inside her lips.
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