"What the hell are you yelling about?"
When Song Xiaomei saw Wang Dashan's voice getting louder, she refused to give in.
She is a hot-tempered person who responds to soft words and does not tolerate harshness. If you act rudely towards her, she will definitely be more rude than you.
Shanzi immediately became intimidated, quickly shrinking his head and humming, "I, I didn't yell... Look at what you're saying."
"I just have a loud voice, you know that."
Shanzi, who is a big and strong man, buried his head in the ground and shrank like a coward. He looked really pitiful.
How could Song Xiaomei not understand him? After she argued with him, she was not so angry anymore.
"... ...I know."
She sighed slowly: "I can see that he likes me, so why didn't I go to dinner with him?"
"Wang Dashan, could you please think carefully tomorrow? Stop being so impulsive."
"I get angry all the time, I'm jealous..."
"Hehehe."
Shanzi felt completely relieved, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Well... didn't you say last time that he was working with you? What if he holds a grudge against you over this and tries to trip you up in the future... No, no, I'm still worried."
"I have to go talk to that grandson."
“Hey!”
Song Xiaomei was almost laughing at him, and reached out to grab him, "Are you sick?"
"Am I some kind of celestial being? I'm not as pretty as Zhiyi. If they think I'm boring, they'll definitely give up on me. Is it worth it to bother with someone like me?"
"!!! Comrade Song Xiaomei!"
Wang Dashan raised his eyebrows and sat down next to her.
He said in a serious and gruff voice, "If you say that, I have to criticize you."
"I think you don't have a deep understanding of yourself, very little!"
"Who told you that you are not as good-looking as your sister-in-law?"
"...Sister-in-law is indeed beautiful, I have to admit."
"But not everyone in this world is our Jiang Tuan."
"Everyone has their own preferences, don't you know? Anyway, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you!"
"I fell into your eyes and I can't get out!"
"puff--"
Song Xiaomei looked at Wang Dashan's slightly childish and silly face and couldn't hold back her laughter. She burst out laughing and fell on the bed holding her stomach, giggling.
Her pair of almond-shaped eyes were curved when she smiled, and they looked very beautiful.
Her thin shoulders trembled.
"What kind of words are you using? What do you mean by 'falling into my eyes'? My eyes are not holes, oh my... what's so good about them?"
"You don't know, my mom has always said that I have small eyes since I was little, and that I would look better if my eyes were bigger!"
“No… No.”
Shanzi laughed heartily, staring at Song Xiaomei intently, his eyes glued to her, and muttered in a whisper, "That's good, that's good."
"It's better to have smaller eyes."
"Just enough to leave me alone..."
As Shanzi spoke, his voice became softer and softer, as if it was being swallowed, and the ending tone was hoarse and rough.
Song Xiaomei was stunned, and her ears instantly became hot.
This foolish man, whenever he wants to be intimate, he looks like this, as if he has gone crazy and lost his mind.
The sunset gradually faded, the room became darker and darker, and the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous.
Song Xiaomei felt her heart tremble a little, and she was about to get up by supporting herself on the bed.
"Okay... okay,"
"It's getting late. It's getting dark."
"Let's go back. If we're any later there won't be any cars left... Ugh!!"
She has always been bold, and her sudden avoidance of glances made Shanzi feel even more itchy.
He rushed forward, put his arm around her slender waist, which seemed like it would break if he exerted even a little force, and approached her with heavy breathing, pressing her whole body onto the bed and kissing her fiercely and recklessly.
Song Xiaomei suddenly lost her energy. All her angry words were blocked by him, and they got stuck in her throat and turned into helpless hums.
Shanzi has never had any other woman, let alone a relationship, he has never even exchanged glances with her.
Every time he touched Song Xiaomei, his body felt as hot as a furnace, like a bear that had eaten honey, panting and unable to stop.
Even Song Xiaomei, who had always done hard work, couldn't bear it.
"You, don't..."
She finally found a gap to free her slightly swollen lips, and reached out to push him away while panting rapidly.
Shanzi still shamelessly leaned over and kissed her ear.
"Xiaomei, Xiaomei, don't worry... I'll just kiss you."
"real."
"I will never fail to cherish you."
In Shanzi's heart, Song Xiaomei was like a pottery jar with cracks on it.
Although it was burned by fire, the surface looks particularly strong, but a not-so-obvious crack has already appeared.
He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would break the pottery jar.
If Shanzi hadn't said it, Song Xiaomei wouldn't have thought about this.
Now that he said this, Song Xiaomei suddenly froze.
Indeed, she and Shanzi have been together for at least three years.
The wedding is about to begin, but she is always too busy with business to put it off until tomorrow and then until the day after tomorrow.
The army's marriage report has been approved for a long time, but they haven't even looked at what they should buy.
As for the house, Shanzi had already used up all his savings over the years and bought a residential plot in the village.
He waited for more than half a year waiting for someone to transfer the property.
Song Xiaomei originally told him that after they got married, they could live in the family dormitory provided by the army, but Shanzi thought about it and decided that he still wanted Song Xiaomei to be as close to her parents' home as possible.
Anyway, he has no parents, so he will settle down here from now on.
Why not just let his wife live closer to her parents' home?
Besides, there are many gossipy people in the family dormitory building. What if his daughter Xiaomei, with her hot temper, can't get along with those people?
He couldn't let her suffer any injustice.
"... Shanzi."
Song Xiaomei felt Wang Dashan's hot breath on her cheek, pursed her lips and remained silent for a while.
Then he suddenly asked, "What do you want to..."
"Do you want to?"
"... ...ah?"
Shanzi suddenly raised his upper body as if the pause button had been pressed.
The black, round, dog-like eyes looked at Song Xiaomei blankly, "...want?"
"What are you thinking about?"
“… …”
Song Xiaomei choked.
How should she continue with this?
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