There are two obvious burn scars on Jiang Ze's chest.
When her soft jade hand touched the scar, Song Wanyue asked with concern, "How did you get this injury? It must be very painful. Put on your coat and I'll change the medicine for you."
The man's heart was pounding, his breathing was rapid, "Oh, oh, okay."
Song Wanyue removed the bandage and found that the wound was bleeding, but fortunately there was no infection.
Jiang Ze murmured, "I got this wound from Wang Zhaodi using a fire tongs. I was coming home from the mountain that day, and I don't know how Wang Zhaodi knew I could hunt, but she wanted me to take out my prey. I refused, so she took out a pair of hot fire tongs that had fallen into the stove and hit me twice."
"It's summer, so I wore very thin clothes. Therefore, the scar from the burn is quite obvious. It doesn't hurt anymore. By the way, this new wound doesn't look scary. It was just scratched by a wolf a few times. I don't think wolf meat tastes good, so I didn't bring it to you."
"Wanyue, do you want to try wolf meat?"
Song Wanyue felt distressed after hearing this and warned, "Be careful not to touch water, change the medicine frequently, take antipyretics if you have a fever, wolf meat is not tasty, forget it. Okay, change it, put on your clothes."
Song Wanyue felt a little embarrassed when she heard the rustling sound of someone getting dressed.
The man had a good figure. He looked thin when dressed and had muscular body when undressed. When he talked about hunting, joy was visible on his face.
Song Wanyue couldn't help but ask: "Jiang Ze, do you like hunting?"
She likes it too, and feels a strong sense of accomplishment.
Jiang Ze pursed his lips and said, "Yes, I like chasing prey and eating meat."
"By the way, I exchanged half of the prey I hunted for money this time, and the other half for jewelry for you to play with."
As he spoke, the man took out a package, opened it, and carefully handed it to Song Wanyue.
I saw a dragon-shaped jade pendant and two jade bracelets placed in a jewelry box.
You can tell at first glance that it's worth a lot of money.
Song Wanyue exclaimed: "It's a good thing, it can be a family heirloom, Jiang Ze, gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times, let's find a chance to get more of these things, they will be very valuable in the future."
You also need to buy some stamps, the ones called "Man Jiang Hong" and monkey stamps are very valuable.
Leave the money for starting the factory, and use the rest of the funds to buy these things.
Forgive her, she cannot appreciate calligraphy, paintings, and porcelain, but she knows a little about jewelry. But it doesn’t matter, it’s okay as long as Jiang Ze understands it.
Jiang Ze nodded: "Yes, I know. I will buy more in the future and leave them as heirlooms for my children. I can also exchange them for cash when I am short of money."
"Wanyue was feeling sorry for me just now, can I have a kiss? I won't be able to see you for several days, will you miss me?"
Because of his injury, it was inconvenient for him to stay and work, otherwise he could have had a meal at the Song family.
Song Wanyue dodged her gaze and said, "Ah, well, just kiss me. Why are you still asking?"
Jiang Ze hugged the man into his arms, covering his chattering red lips, and the man's hot breath sprayed in his ears.
The only sound left in the room was the lingering breathing.
After the kiss, both of them blushed, and the man smiled, "Wanyue, I am your partner, so I still have to respect you. You have to help me speak well of you in front of my parents-in-law. For example, invite me to have lunch, how about that?"
You should just stay for dinner, there's nothing to be embarrassed about.
In the future, if he comes to our house more often to help with the work, there will be a chance.
Song Wanyue blinked her moist eyes and bit her lip lightly, "Okay, then you will bully me."
I've never heard that kissing hurts so much.
Jiang Ze's breathing tightened, and he wondered in his heart, why was she so impatient? But looking at the girl's delicate eyebrows and fair skin, he couldn't refuse.
He said in a deep voice: "I am bullying you. Wanyue is my girlfriend, so who else should I kiss if not you? Otherwise, let's kiss a few more times, I promise it won't hurt."
As he spoke, the man lifted the girl's face and kissed her again.
While kissing, he said, "I just saw Wanyue likes my figure very much. Do you want to touch it a few times? Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it back, and it will take a long time for us to get married."
"People are all about food and sex, I understand."
The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and he had an abstinent and cold air. His voice was magnetic and pleasant. Song Wanyue was stunned when she heard him and nodded stupidly.
Although they were both wearing thick clothes, they were close to each other and their breaths intertwined. Song Wanyue was kissed so hard that she was disoriented and her eyes were blurred.
Lifting up the clothes, Jiang Ze took Song Wanyue's hand and gently swept it from the chest to the abdominal muscles.
Song Wanyue felt the man's strong hands pulling her forward.
But she couldn't refuse.
Who doesn’t like beauty?
The man kissed her passionately, and Song Wanyue turned her head away, wanting to breathe some fresh air.
Unexpectedly, the man grabbed her waist with his strong hands, "Why are you hiding? Wanyue likes it too, right?"
After the strong kiss, Song Wanyue was breathless.
Song Wanyue said in a soft voice: "I didn't hide, I couldn't breathe. Whoever likes it, I don't like it."
The man sneered twice. "You're still saying no. Why are you turning your head away? You're being stubborn."
The girl was hugged even tighter, and just as she was about to retort, Song's father and mother came back.
Song's mother's voice came into the room.
"Wanyue, are you awake? Jiang Ze is here to look for you."
Ahem, she was afraid that the young people would be impulsive, so she winked at Song's father.
Father Song: "Yes, my daughter, Jiang Ze brought pheasants and pork to our house. Let's invite them to have a meal. Do you cook the meal or do I take it to the second room?"
With a start, Song Wanyue climbed up from Jiang Ze's arms.
The two of them looked very suggestive with their messy hair and flushed cheeks.
Song Wanyue took out a wet handkerchief and used it to cool down the faces of both of them.
I asked anxiously, "How am I? Am I okay? Can't you see anything?"
Jiang Ze joked, "It looks good. It looks like she just woke up."
Is that okay?
Song Wanyue glanced at the man and said coquettishly, "It's all your fault."
The man grabbed the girl's hand and kissed it gently on his lips several times.
Pien said sincerely, "It's my fault. From now on, if Wanyue wants stars, I will give them to her, okay?"
In his heart, Song Wanyue was bright and beautiful, like the bright moon hanging in the sky.
He wants the moon to hang in the sky and he has to reach it himself. If he can't reach it, it must be because he is not good enough.
He knew very well that in this society, good jobs and partners can be snatched away.
Song's father and mother waited in the yard for a few minutes before entering the house.
Mother Song smiled and said, "Xiao Ze, have lunch at home at noon and try Wan Yue's cooking."
It was so funny. I almost wanted to try her cooking, but she only knew how to cook porridge.
Father Song came to the rescue, "Yes, daughter, do you want to cook? If not, we can let your second aunt do it. She is at home."
Song Wanyue knew the temperament of the Song family's parents very well, and responded, "Let me do it. I'll just stew the chicken soup. It's not hard."
Once the chicken is chopped, just throw the ingredients into the pot.
Jiang Ze couldn't refuse, so he stayed at home for dinner.
Not long after we finished eating, Grandma Song came.
"Where's Ozawa?"
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