Chapter 207
The tall, handsome man squatted on the floor carelessly scrubbing the bed sheets, not at all feeling that it was strange for a grown man to be doing these housework chores.
He lifted his eyelids to look at her, "If you're too bored, you can go take a nap, or sing me a song."
He said meaningfully, "Your voice is so sweet, it must sound even better than those heavenly voices when you sing."
Last night, I completely bewitched him!
Wen Xin: "..."
She blushed and glared at him, "Can't you stop being so indecent all the time?"
Yan Zeli: "Tsk, you're the little tyrant, so you call the shots."
He's completely and utterly devoted to her; what else can he do?
Wen Xin was so angry with him that she wanted to overturn the pot.
However, she suddenly remembered something and looked at the clothes she was wearing. Wasn't this her own?
"You stole clothes from my house?"
Yan Zeli glanced at her, "Listen to what you're saying? I got your permission, that's called helping you take it, what do you mean by stealing? Is your man the kind of person who steals chickens and dogs?"
Wen Xin choked. When did she agree to let him come to her house to pick up his clothes? How come she didn't know?
Yan Zeli calmly said, "When I woke up this morning, I asked you, and you said yes."
Wen Xin looked at him speechlessly.
She was half asleep at the time, so who knows what he said?
"When you went to my house to get your clothes, did my parents see you?"
Wen Xin frowned, her voice low, "I didn't go home all night, and there was no one to do the chores this morning. I wonder how my parents scolded me."
It's impossible for them to worry; they only think of her when they need to work.
Yan Zeli said calmly, "They don't have time to scold you."
Wen Xin looked at him in confusion: "Huh? What do you mean?"
Yan Zeli didn't say anything more. He washed the sheets and clothes with clean water and hung them on the wooden rack to dry.
He didn't say anything, and Wen Xin didn't ask any more questions. She followed him closely, being extremely obedient.
Yan Zeli chuckled and gently pinched her delicate nose. "So clingy?"
Wen Xin's fair fingers pinched the hem of his shirt as she whispered, "Don't you like me following you around?"
Yan Zeli pulled her into his arms, saying, "I wish I could put you in my pocket or tie you to my body with a rope."
Don't like it? Absolutely not!
Da Yan is really enjoying it!
Wen Xin's eyes sparkled with a sweet light as she softly hummed, "I'm not a puppy, why would I need to be tied up?"
Yan Zeli was completely captivated by the girl's delicate and soft appearance. Just as he was about to lower his head and kiss her sweet little lips, someone knocked on the courtyard gate.
"Uncle Yan, are you there?"
Their village was actually called Yan Family Village a long time ago, and it was inhabited by people of the same clan with the surname Yan.
However, over time, the number of Yan family members dwindled, and people with other surnames migrated in, gradually replacing the Yan family as the main members of the village.
Today, only Yan Zeli remains of the Yan family, and Yan Family Village has become a thing of the past.
However, the Yan family still holds a very special place in the village, primarily due to their seniority.
Although Yan Zeli is only in his early twenties, he is the most senior person in the village, on the same level as the elderly people in their seventies and eighties.
Well, strictly speaking, Wen Xin should respectfully call him "Little Uncle"!
Wen Xin: "..."
This is terrifying in terms of seniority and chaotic relationships!
Anyway, Wen Xin will not make a sound, not even if you beat her to death!
Yan Zeli didn't notice the subtle expression on the girl's face in his arms. He frowned and looked towards the courtyard gate, his tone icy: "What is it?"
"Uncle Yan, the village chief wants you to come over. Something big has happened in the village."
The middle-aged man outside spoke in a very strange tone, saying that something terrible had happened, but he didn't seem panicked at all. Instead, he sounded like he had accidentally stepped in dog poop and was feeling unlucky.
Yan Zeli said calmly, "Wait a moment."
The middle-aged man responded.
Yan Zeli looked down at Wen Xin and said, "I'll go check on her. You rest at home for now?"
Wen Xin bit her lip and asked timidly, "Can I go out with you?"
Yan Zeli paused slightly, "Aren't you afraid?"
Wen Xin understood what he meant.
The two were not engaged or in a relationship, but she stayed overnight at his house.
If she continued to go out with him, it would practically be like binding herself to him.
If she doesn't marry him in the future, her reputation will be ruined, and she will inevitably be pointed at and gossiped about in the village.
Perhaps then, Wen's mother will be even more justified in selling her to Chen Shengxiong, that domestic abuser, to make money.
To others, Wen Xin's current appearance must seem naive and love-struck.
But she knew that anyone in the world could hurt her, but he would never.
He said he would take responsibility, and he will definitely take responsibility for her to the end.
Wen Xin looked up at him, her almond-shaped eyes brimming with tears, "Then will you regret bringing me along as a burden?"
Yan Zeli raised his hand and gently pinched her cheek. "What do you mean by 'burden'? I don't like hearing that."
Is there any girl in the village who is more obedient and hardworking than her?
The girl said in a soft, sweet voice, "Don't keep pinching my cheeks, it'll make them ugly."
Yan Zeli smiled mischievously, "Even if it's ugly, I still want it."
Wen Xin looked at him and said, "I'll cry myself to death if you look ugly."
Yan Zeli: "...Fine, I won't pinch you anymore, I'm afraid of you, my ancestor."
Wen Xin blushed and grabbed his large hand, "Don't talk nonsense."
He's clearly the ancestor!
Yan Zeli raised an eyebrow. Hmm, he couldn't argue with his sweet and soft wife, lest he be thrown out of the room that night.
Who would want to sleep alone in a cold bed if they had a wife?
Both the strictest and the most lenient stances were rejected!
He led her to open the door.
"What happened?"
The middle-aged man outside is the village chief's younger brother, surnamed Yang.
Yang Er wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's Wen Dafu's family in the village, and Chen Shengxiong's family..."
What happened to my family?
A fair-skinned and pretty girl peeked out from behind Yan Zeli, her delicate face full of nervousness and unease.
Yang Er's expression went blank instantly.
Uh, what?
Why was Wen Dafu's eldest daughter at Yan Xiaoshu's house?
Yang Er accidentally saw the two holding hands again, and his lips trembled instantly.
Wen Dafu usually seems quiet and unassuming, but I never expected his whole family to be so capable of causing trouble, producing a series of explosive news stories in one day.
"Uncle Yang, what's wrong with my family?"
Wen Xin bit her lip and asked again nervously.
Yan Zeli gently patted the girl's hair to reassure her.
Seeing the young man's gentle and affectionate actions, Yang Er's eyes and mouth twitched.
Today was truly bizarre!
Uncle Yan is usually a very arrogant and difficult person to deal with. Even his older brother can't get a good look from him. I never expected that he could have such a tender side.
Tsk tsk, Wen Dafu's family has made something of themselves!
Yan Zeli looked at Yang Er with a calm expression.
Yang Er coughed and replied to Wen Xin, "Well... I can't really say. They're all in the open space in front of the village committee right now. Why don't you go with them and take a look?"
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