After Zhou Yanjing finished speaking, he stood up to go back to work, but his hand was held. He turned back and said, "What's wrong? Afraid to sit here alone? Afraid of snakes? There are no snakes, I'm not far away."
"Who is Chang Feng?"
Shen Liwu was a little curious. The aunt just now said that he was unwilling to marry Changfeng. It must be his peach blossom debt again.
Also, has he forgotten that he went up the mountain to catch wild boars alone? How could he be that weak?
Zhou Yanjing was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Changfeng, Zhang Changfeng from the east end of the village. We grew up together, nothing special."
He reached out and ruffled her hair, with a smile in his eyes, "Why, are you jealous?"
Shen Liwu curled her lips and glared at him in dissatisfaction, "Who is jealous? I just asked casually."
Zhou Yanjing chuckled and withdrew his hand. "If you're really jealous, I'd be happy."
He turned and walked towards the cornfield, his steps still steady and his back straight, as if he didn't care about the topic at all.
Shen Liwu sat under the shade of a tree, following his back with her eyes, but she felt a little itchy in her heart. She knew she shouldn't care about such a small thing, but she just couldn't control her curiosity.
She pursed her lips and muttered to herself, "What kind of person is Zhang Changfeng?"
After a while, Zhou Yanjing's figure disappeared in a golden cornfield, and only the sound of corn being cracked could be heard. Shen Liwu kicked the stones at his feet out of boredom, drawing circles on the ground with his fingers.
What a jerk. He's deliberately keeping her in suspense. If you don't tell her, you won't be able to get in bed tonight.
After a while, Zhou Yanjing was nowhere to be seen. The wind was a little strong and the sound of corn being cracked could no longer be heard.
Just as she lowered her head and thought about it, a bunch of wild chrysanthemums appeared in front of her eyes and a flower hat was placed on her head.
Shen Liwu looked up suddenly and saw Zhou Yanjing standing in front of her, holding a bunch of fresh wild chrysanthemums in her hand, the golden petals sparkling in the sun. There was a mischievous smile between his brows, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was waiting for her reaction.
Seeing that she didn't answer, he slowly said:
"Wife, I have no feelings for Zhang Changfeng, and now I don't even know what she looks like.
Before I married you, my parents wanted me to marry her, but I didn't want to. Later she got married, and I don't know who she married. ”
As he explained, the uneasiness in Shen Liwu's heart instantly disappeared. She took the wild chrysanthemum, the corners of her mouth lifted unconsciously, with a hint of sweetness in her eyes, "You still have some conscience."
Zhou Yanjing sat down beside her, put his arm around her shoulders, and whispered, "There's only room for you in my heart, nothing else matters."
Shen Liwu stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the face.
"Why not the mouth this time?"
Shen Liwu: “…”
Zhou Yanjing picked her up, pressed her against the tree, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
Shen Liwu was caught off guard, and was trapped between the tree trunk and his solid chest. Her hands grasped his clothes subconsciously, and her fingertips trembled slightly. Her breathing was disordered between his lips and teeth, her heart was beating like a drum, and the only sound in her ears was their breathing.
Zhou Yanjing's kiss was a little domineering, yet gentle and affectionate, as if he wanted to pour all his emotions into this moment.
His hands clasped the back of her head, his fingertips gently stroking her hair, his tongue prying open her teeth and going deep into her mouth, lingering and passionate.
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