Song Wanyue nodded slightly.
After getting tacit consent, Jiang Ze stood up and closed the doors and windows.
The man sat down, put his arms around Song Wanyue's waist, lifted her chin with his slender fingers, and kissed her hard.
The kiss became more intense, and Song Wanyue couldn't help but reach out and grab the man's collar.
"Be gentle, it hurts..."
The man coaxed softly.
"Be good, it doesn't hurt. You'll get used to it sooner or later, okay..."
"Jiang Ze, I feel uncomfortable, how about you ..."
Song Wanyue was panting, her cheeks were pink, and her seductive appearance instantly aroused the man's desire.
The man's hot breath approached, and before Song Wanyue could breathe a sigh of relief, he kissed her again.
"I can't give it to you. We haven't gotten married yet. Wanyue, please wait a little longer."
After the kiss, Song Wanyue felt a little dizzy.
She frowned and said shyly: "I want you to stop. What did you just say? You think too much. You are not serious. You are a scoundrel."
In this era, it was not okay to have affairs before marriage. If you got pregnant and were caught by the Revolutionary Committee, you might even be paraded through the streets.
Jiang Ze pursed his lips and said, "Yes, it's my fault. Who told me to be moved when I saw the late moon? I am shameless."
When they were kissing just now, Song Wanyue accidentally ripped open the collar of the man's shirt. She looked at the exposed skin in front of the man with relish and teased, "I didn't expect Jiang Ze to have such a good figure, with bulging chest muscles."
Hearing this, Jiang Ze happily hugged the person, took Song Wanyue's hand and went downstairs.
"It's good that you like it. If you want to touch it, go ahead. Feel it well. It's very powerful."
Touching the warm skin, Song Wanyue was so scared that she quickly withdrew her hand.
"Be serious."
Jiang Ze took Song Wanyue's hand and kissed it, "If you like it, then you like it. Don't be embarrassed."
"You can do whatever you want to me."
Song Wanyue raised her eyebrows and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will ride on your head and make you a laughing stock?"
"Don't be afraid, you can even ride on my face. I'm strong and can handle it." Jiang Ze said without blushing or beating his heart.
Hearing this suddenly, Song Wanyue's face changed drastically and she became accusing.
"Jiang Ze, you are a hooligan."
"Who did you learn this from? You've become a bad person."
"You used to be so pure and innocent that you would blush when you were kissed, but now you can even make dirty jokes."
Jiang Ze said aggrievedly: "I, I read the pornographic book and learned it from it."
What?
Song Wanyue's eyes widened in disbelief: "That's a banned book, where did you get it to read?"
It’s not sold in the market.
Jiang Ze confessed honestly: "Wang Qiang gave it to me. He is very successful in the black market. We do business with the black market boss. We sell our prey to him. We can buy anything in the black market. Wang Qiang said that I am getting married and I cannot be ignorant of everything, so he gave me a book with some strange postures on it."
"But we're not married yet, so we can't do it. That's something only married people can do."
Song Wanyue's eyes went dark: "You, you should listen less to Wang Qiang in the future. Men are self-taught and don't need to learn."
"No more talking. I'll continue writing. Do you want to stay?"
Jiang Ze: "No, I'll go to Wang Qiang's place and help him out. I'll look for someone in the city to raise pigs with. It would be best if the person has a small family and doesn't go to school. I'll have to look for someone."
After saying that, the man kissed Song Wanyue on the forehead.
"Wanwan, Yueyue, my little moon, I'm going to go make money. I will definitely make a lot of money to support you, the child, and our parents."
"Well, be careful then."
"Uh-huh."
Life is peaceful and quiet here in the third room.
The atmosphere in the big room is not pleasant.
Song Wanyue wrote for the whole afternoon and barely finished 10,000 words. Just as she was about to go to the kitchen to see what to eat for dinner, she heard a loud noise coming from the main room.
I wonder, what happened?
Suddenly, a burst of crying and shouting was heard, which frightened Song's mother, who was preparing the lesson plan in the room, so much that she ran out.
Song's father went out for a stroll.
Mother Song didn't even put down the pen in her hand and asked, "What's going on? What's going on?"
"I'll go out and take a look."
Song Wanyue ran out of the yard to take a look before returning to the yard.
Pointed outside.
"Oh no, it's Wen Xue. She ran to the elementary school and went up to the roof. I'm afraid she's going to do something stupid. Mom, let's go check it out."
Song Wenxue was wearing her favorite white long skirt. In order to cover up her exposure, she wore black trousers underneath. She was sitting on the rooftop of Mingyang Primary School. She was about to jump off the building.
More and more people gathered around.
They all advised him not to jump.
Zhang Ling yelled hysterically: "Xue, Xiaoxue, my girl, can you please come down? That's the third floor. If you jump down, you will be worse than death. My dear, don't you love to dress up? It won't look good if you fall down."
She didn't expect that just a few slaps would make her daughter want to die.
Song Wanyue discussed it with the Song family, and they all went home to move some quilts so that if anyone jumped down, they could catch them.
Song Wenxue had empty eyes and turned a deaf ear to her mother, but her mother's words ignited her calm emotions.
This time, like a dynamite, the girl was controlled by anger and fear.
Zhang Ling wanted to go upstairs despite everyone's obstruction. Song Wenxue said anxiously, "Don't come up. I don't want to see you anymore."
"What's wrong, girl? I'm your mother. I just slapped you a few times." Zhang Ling was panicked.
The woman's steps suddenly became unsteady.
"I hit you for your own good. Look at your math score, you only got 60 points. You are about to take the college entrance examination, but you only got this much. I was so angry that I slapped you twice."
"If you don't beat a child, he will become a useful person. I was also taught by the stick."
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