There have been a lot of locusts lately, and her mother asked her to go to the field to catch them, which is how she ran into Bai Qing.
With the sun about to set and lunchtime approaching, I knew I'd get scolded when I got home if I delayed.
Li Jingjing was hurriedly putting on her clothes, and as she was buttoning her cheongsam, she suddenly stopped, her eyes wide with alarm: "Zhang Fan, do I have a hickey on my neck?"
She remembered that during their tender moment, Zhang Fan took several breaths.
While she was unconscious, Zhang Fan channeled a lot of spiritual energy into her to accelerate her metabolism, and the mark was long gone.
Zhang Fan leaned closer and said, pretending to be serious, "It's pretty obvious."
Li Jingjing was almost crying with fright. She waved her small fists and playfully punched Zhang Fan's chest: "You're so annoying! It's all your fault!"
Seeing her pouting lips, Zhang Fan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Realizing that Zhang Fan was lying to her, Li Jingjing glared at him fiercely, turned her head away, and refused to look at him. Zhang Fan then scratched the soft flesh on Li Jingjing's waist.
Li Jingjing quickly surrendered, her silvery laughter echoing in the air once more. Tears of genuine joy welled up in her eyes, shimmering golden in the setting sun.
Laughing, the two embraced and kissed again.
Li Jingjing kissed him for a while, then rushed home and left quickly. Just then, Jiang Tao's voice came from looking for someone.
"Zhang Fan, Li Jingjing!"
The weeds nearby were parted, and the two people who were stuck together quickly separated.
Seeing that both of them were alright, Jiang Tao breathed a sigh of relief.
How did you find me here?
Jiang Tao: "I saw that bad guy from afar. His head was covered in blood, and he was walking away while covering his groin. I was afraid something had happened to you, so I rushed over. I'm glad to see that you're all alright."
He nodded slightly to Li Jingjing in greeting, and whether it was his imagination or not, he felt that Li Jingjing was more dazzling than usual.
Li Jingjing said softly, "We only met once, nothing happened, don't be jealous."
She was referring to their blind date. In reality, neither of them wanted to go on a blind date; they were just doing it to appease their elders' pressure to get married. They made things clear on the first date they met.
Jiang Tao saw the two people standing together and suddenly realized what was going on.
Li Jingjing has Zhang Fan in her heart, how could she possibly be interested in other men?
Zhang Fan said in a low voice, "I believe that no other man has my skill."
Li Jingjing blushed and said shyly, "You're so annoying."
Jiang Tao walked in front, Li Jingjing walked in the middle, and Zhang Fan walked at the back.
From an angle unseen by Jiang Tao, Zhang Fan and Li Jingjing's fingers were gently intertwined.
This kind of subtle flirtation in front of others could be discovered at any time, making one's heart race.
Finally arriving at the village entrance, Li Jingjing glanced at Zhang Fan reluctantly before turning and leaving.
When she got home, she was indeed scolded by Longping.
Although Longping doted on her, she was also ruthless when it came to scolding her.
She poked Li Jingjing's head: "Where did you go all afternoon?"
Li Jingjing mumbled, "I...I took a nap."
She did 'take a nap'.
Long Ping glared at Li Jingjing: "Look at you, where did you get some grass on your head? It's really outrageous. Hurry up and wash your hands and come eat."
“Okay, Mom,” Li Jingjing said sweetly.
She used to work away from home, selling clothes in the city. Later, when her parents got older, she quit her job and went home to be with them.
Because her parents were pressuring her to get married, they arranged for her to go on blind dates.
The person in her heart has always been Zhang Fan, but she only dares to bury her love deep in her heart.
Over the years, she had learned to detach herself from emotions and life, and thought she would just continue like this. But after eating pheasant, she suddenly became obsessed with Zhang Nifan.
Her parents both thought she was possessed by an evil spirit, and that Zhang Fan was the one who did it.
She believed it at the time and looked down on Zhang Fan's despicable methods, so she forced herself to force Zhang Fan during that period.
Later, she discovered that the fortune teller was a fake and that she had misunderstood Zhang Fan.
She had been trying to sort out her thoughts, and now she finally realized that she truly liked Zhang Fan.
She would regret it forever if she didn't end up with Zhang Fan.
After having dinner and washing up, Li Jingjing lay in bed and suddenly noticed something.
Zhang Fan isn't stupid anymore!
She had a gut feeling that Zhang Fan was very smart.
Li Jingjing placed her hand on her chest, her heart pounding wildly beneath her palm.
I just couldn't contain my excitement...
Zhang Fan told Jiang Tao to wait at the village entrance while he went home to get the rock fish. When he got to where he had put the rooster bowl, he saw a figure take the bowl away.
The one holding the bowl is Zhang Jianye, who lives halfway up the mountain.
Zhang Fan retorted, "That's my bowl."
Zhang Jianye turned around and saw it was Zhang Fan. He rolled his eyes and said, "Your name is written on it?"
He was frightened by the legend of the mountain god and did not dare to make a move against Zhang Fan. In fact, he had been holding a grudge against Zhang Fan for fetching water.
Zhang Fan's voice was icy: "Give it back!"
Those icy eyes sent a chill down Zhang Jianye's spine for no apparent reason. A bead of cold sweat rolled down his forehead. Realizing he had been frightened by the idiot, he said in shame and indignation, "I saw it first!"
Zhang Fan was too lazy to waste words. He released spiritual energy from his fingertips and gently pointed a golden spiritual energy, as thin as a hair, into a certain acupoint on his abdomen.
It's an acupoint that can cause persistent diarrhea; it won't stop until a day and a night has passed.
"Pfft—" A long and loud fart sound.
Zhang Jianye's eyes widened in disbelief, his face flushed, and his legs were tightly clamped together. Zhang Fan took the opportunity to retrieve the rooster bowl.
"Crackling and popping—"
Zhang Fan jumped three meters away, covered his nose in disgust, and said loudly, "It stinks! At my age, I can't even hold my own poop."
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