The little girl was deeply attracted by the boy. She slowly stopped tying her hair and stood quietly at the bedroom door, her eyes fixed on his strong shoulders.
The "tap-tap" and "crackling" sounds still echoed in the air, along with the boy's breathing, giving her a sense of peace and tranquility.
"Brother Li, wipe your sweat!" Mo Yutong walked gently to his side and handed him a warm towel.
Yan Mingli turned his head and saw a gentle smile on her face, and the happiness flashing in her eyes seemed to warm the whole world.
He took the towel, wiped his face casually, and quickly handed it back to her.
There were still a few pieces of firewood left, and he would finish chopping them quickly. "There are freshly boiled eggs in the bowl, you..."
However, Mo Yutong did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she walked around behind him and gently wiped the sweat off his back.
Her movements were so delicate, as if she was treating a delicate work of art, moving slowly up and down along the lines of the muscles.
He stood there, transfixed, completely unable to move, all his senses seemed to be awakened, fluctuating only with the rise and fall of the towel.
The towel gently moved along the curve of his waist and back to his front. His cheeks were extremely hot and even his breathing was rapid and hot.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her, while she wiped the sweat off his face earnestly. Her focused and obedient manner was very touching.
But Mo Yutong knew how confused she was inside. Even through the towel, she could feel the boy's intense heartbeat like the waves of the ocean.
Her palms stroked his strong chest, and her ears became hot involuntarily, but she forced herself to remain calm and did not retreat.
As the little girl's hands wiped slower and slower, what was originally just a simple wiping gradually turned into teasing.
The boy stared at her and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He threw away the axe in his hand and grabbed her hand.
"Yutong, stop wiping it, it hurts!" His voice was filled with depression, a certain part of his body was swollen to the point of almost exploding, but he didn't want to hurt her.
"Brother Li..." She was not an ignorant girl, and her cheeks were as red as ripe apples.
It was originally just out of good intentions, but I didn't expect that it would put both of them in such an embarrassing situation, as if they were being roasted on fire.
"Yutong, Yutong!" The young man didn't dare to look into her eyes again and suddenly pulled her into his arms.
He actually just wanted to isolate himself from the surging heat wave, but unexpectedly, this action made them sink deeper.
Her hot cheeks pressed against his bare chest, and the heat in her body instantly rushed around like a wild horse.
He tried hard to suppress his swelling desire and held her tightly to prevent her from moving.
However, the opposite happened. The closer he got to her, the more unbearable it became for him to smell the faint scent of a young girl and her unforgettable alluring lips.
He bit his lip tightly, fighting against his body's instincts, trying to suppress his hot-blooded impulses with reason.
After all, Mo Yutong was a girl who had experienced the world. She could feel his strong restraint, so she didn't dare to move anymore.
Time passed slowly, the boy's hug became tighter and tighter, and Mo Yutong felt as if she was about to be drowned by him.
She pushed him gently, and the boy woke up instantly. He hurriedly let go of his hands and rushed to the gutter in embarrassment.
Before Mo Yutong could turn around, she could hear the sound of water splashing from behind her, which seemed to never stop.
She turned to look at the boy. He was holding the water scoop and breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, and then gradually calmed down.
"I'll go change my clothes, you go wake up my younger brothers and sisters." The boy took another towel from the washbasin rack, as well as the shirt and blue pants hanging on the clothesline, and hurried into the utility room.
He endured it with great difficulty, fearing that the impulse would overwhelm his reason and hurt her.
As the door of the utility room closed, Mo Yutong walked into the bedroom with a red face.
The early morning sunlight shines through the window paper and onto the simple furnishings in the house: wooden cabinets, small tables, low stools, and hanging mosquito nets.
Perhaps because they slept quite well last night, Mo Yutong woke up the two children without much effort.
After they brushed their teeth and washed their faces, she braided two lively pigtails for Yan Mingxue.
In order to match the boy's outfit, Mo Yutong also changed into a white cotton shirt and a pair of blue cloth trousers.
Although these pants look a bit baggy and not very beautiful from the perspective of future generations, she still paired them with a pair of white mesh shoes.
"Come out for dinner!" Yan Mingli, who had dressed up properly and had wet hair, stood at the bedroom door in a refreshed manner, staring at her closely.
"Sister, let's go!" Yan Mingcheng consciously took Yan Mingxue's hand and quickly left the bedroom.
"I'll go get the malted milk." Mo Yutong avoided the boy's deep and complicated gaze. Her cheeks became hot again and she quickly turned around.
"Let me do it." Yan Mingli walked to the wooden cabinet, took out the malted milk easily, lowered his head and smiled, "Don't be afraid, I won't bully you."
The boy who suppressed his desire returned to his previous state, but there seemed to be something very different.
"Who's afraid?" Mo Yutong looked up and glared at him, almost waving her little fist.
"Are you really not afraid?" Yan Mingli leaned close to her, his eyes full of smiles. The peach blossom color was so beautiful that it seemed that it could easily capture the little girl's soul.
"What do you want to do!" Even in broad daylight, she still had some psychological barriers.
"I told you you're still young." Yan Mingli stretched out his finger and gently flicked her forehead. "Hurry up and eat. After that, I'll take you to the market. If you're any later, the market will close."
"Yan Mingli, you hit me!" the little girl complained with a pout.
She just wanted to act coquettishly, but unexpectedly she felt a warm touch on her forehead. It was his lips gently kissing her forehead, right where his fingers had flicked it.
It turns out that the man who has lifted the seal is not to be messed with!
One kiss unlocked all his skills, and he even dared to kiss her forehead!
"You..." Mo Yutong's previous brave aura disappeared in an instant. She blushed and gently pushed him away, running towards the yard in panic.
The kiss made the little girl soft and tender, which made him feel an inexplicable joy in his heart. He smiled and watched her fleeing back.
He took a bowl and poured half a bowl of fragrant malted milk for each person, then sat down and peeled the warm eggs.
"Here, take your time." He handed the first egg to the little girl. She looked at him a little embarrassedly and said, "Give it to Xue'er first."
"You want me to feed you?" the boy asked with a playful smile, and Mo Yutong was stunned for a moment.
This tone and attitude are exactly the same as Mr. Yan's after marriage.
Could it be that the boy regarded her as his wife just because of a kiss?
"No, I'll eat it myself." She quickly took the egg and took a big bite.
Children are always very sensitive. Yan Mingxue watched the interaction between the two with curiosity glittering in her eyes.
She found that her elder brother and sister seemed a little different.
In the past, it was the eldest brother’s face that was as red as a monkey’s butt, but now it is the sister’s face that is as red as the clouds in the sky.
"Here!" An egg successfully diverted Yan Mingxue's attention.
Mo Yutong didn't dare to say anything more and just concentrated on drinking malted milk. Yan Mingli looked at the little girl working hard, and the smile in his eyes became even more intense.
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