He approached her, lowered his eyes and looked at her gently. When her ears became redder and her eyes became more evasive, he laughed softly.
"Yutong, have you forgotten me?" The hint of grievance in the boy's words made her heart tremble.
"No." She was stubborn and didn't want to admit defeat, but the redness on her cheeks spread to the side of her neck.
"Then what are Yutong's plans for me?" He gently stroked her temples with the back of his fingers and gently lifted her chin. The boy's gentle eyes were full of smiles.
"Well...how about..." She couldn't finish her words, as they were already blocked in her throat by his lips.
The tender affection left her with nowhere to escape. She could only cling to him and struggle with him until her breathing became noticeably difficult. He reluctantly left her lips, but was unwilling to let go of her waist.
"Yutong, do you like fireflies?" He rubbed her forehead gently again and again, looking into her shy eyes, and asked softly.
"I like it." He was like a clingy puppy, and she could never resist his tenderness. She blinked shyly and lowered her head tenderly.
"Yutong, do you want to go and see it? It's in the mountains." There are weeds growing beside the Qingxi ditch, and every summer there are many fireflies flying around.
His father had taken him and his mother there when he was a child, and he still remembered that his mother loved it very much.
Dad said that the little girl liked these shiny things, and she jumped around the tree because her mother pretended to be angry and pinched her.
But he knew that his mother couldn't bear to pinch his father, just as his little girl couldn't bear to pinch him.
"Really?" The little girl's eyes lit up and she was so excited that she wanted to leave immediately. Sure enough, what her father said was right.
"I'll go get something." Yan Mingli let go of her waist, gently touched her lips, then turned and went to the bedroom.
Picking up the cloth bag that had been prepared long ago, he stretched out his hand to the little girl.
Mo Yutong bit her lip and shyly handed him her hand. He grabbed it, his eyebrows raised gently.
"Is it okay for us to leave like this?" Feeling the warmth from his thick palm, she glanced at the closed bedroom door and asked softly.
"Every family doesn't have much grain stored before the autumn harvest, and those who don't want to store it will just go to the threshing ground." Yan Mingli took her hand, walked out of the yard and locked the gate.
Hearing the door closing, Yan Mingcheng patted his sister's back like a little adult and went back to sleep.
On the path, he took out a straw hat from his cloth bag and put it on her, saying softly, "There are many thorns in the mountains. It will hurt if you get scratched."
Of course he would pick out those thorns for her, but what if one or two slipped through the net and hurt her? It was better to be prepared.
"I know." She smiled sweetly at him, with undeniable joy in her eyes and brows.
"Let's go through the woods to avoid running into anyone." He tied the cloth bag around his waist and walked in front to explore the way, but his right hand was behind his back, holding her soft little hand tightly.
"Yeah!" Apart from following him and moving slowly forward in his footsteps, the only thing in her mind was the boy's warm palm.
Just as they were about to get out of the grove, they heard rustling voices coming from the slope. The two looked at each other and decided to pretend they didn't hear anything.
It was just a familiar female voice that made Mo Yutong stop and hurriedly grab the boy.
"Shh!" Mo Yutong listened attentively to the movement on the slope.
The female voice sounded again: "Xin Guo brother, please don't do this. We can't do this."
"You like me, so what? You don't want to do it anymore." A hoarse male voice sounded, with a hint of anger.
Ma Xinguo? This deliberately lowered voice was obviously not right! But Mo Yutong couldn't remember who it was for a moment.
"Brother Xinguo, what's wrong with your voice?" Tian Xiaomei was not a stupid person and she immediately noticed something was wrong.
"I'm angry and speechless! That's why I came to you to relieve my anger." The man pressed her against the tree and teased her so skillfully that she didn't know what to do.
"Brother Xinguo, don't..." Suddenly being crushed to death, Tian Xiaomei let out a cat's meow in the dense shadows of the trees.
Is it so exciting? Live broadcast! Mo Yutong didn't expect that he would stop and listen to a few words, and things would develop like this.
The man's heavy breathing, the woman's dry moan, accompanied by the sound of slapping, Mo Yutong quickly turned around and buried her face in the boy's chest, not daring to listen anymore.
The stimulation in her ears had not yet subsided when the stimulation in her arms came one after another. The boy hugged her tightly and covered her ears as if he was trying to cover up his crime.
She looked up and saw the young man's fiery eyes under the mottled moonlight, mixed with the gust of wind that seemed to be about to bring a storm.
"Be good! Close your eyes, I'll take you away." The boy said, and the little girl did as he asked.
The hot sound continued, and Mo Yutong suddenly felt her feet leave the ground, but she trusted the boy very much, so she just let him hold her and leave quickly.
The boy ran very fast, and she could only hear the sound of wind passing by her ears. She simply hugged the boy and gently pressed her face against his chin.
"Be good! We're here, you can open your eyes now." The boy's breathing was a little unstable, and he breathed hot and passionately into her ears.
"Hmm!" She tilted her head to look at him, but her legs wrapped around his tight waist showed no intention of letting go.
"Be good! Look at the fireflies." If she continued to coil like this, it would take more than ten minutes of running. He estimated that he would have to run back and forth again to suppress the fire that was about to burst out of his body.
"Brother Li, it's so beautiful!" She looked back and saw countless small lanterns dancing in the grass. The faint light looked soft and gorgeous in the night.
"No one is prettier than Yutong!" The little girl was reluctant to let him go, and he was also reluctant to let the little girl go.
Never mind, that's all! At worst, I can just cool off in the ditch for ten minutes.
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