The wind at the end of August was not too hot, but Mo Yutong, who was stared at by Yan Mingli without blinking, felt so hot that her heart was beating uncontrollably.
After a while, fine beads of sweat began to seep out of the corners of her forehead, a faint glow appeared on the tip of her nose, her ears began to feel hot, and finally even her little face began to turn red, but she was unwilling to lower her head.
She put her legs together, straightened her back, gripped the suspenders of her pants tightly, and looked at him with her head held high.
Seeing the cute little girl trying so hard, Yan Mingli's heart softened, and his tone softened a bit, "Why didn't you explain it clearly just now?"
"What do you want to explain clearly?" Mo Yutong frantically picked at his straps, but pretended to be calm.
Is he going to call me to task now because I didn't refute the heckling about "wedding candy"?
Then why didn't he just directly refute her in front of the other members? Was he hesitant? Or did he care about her?
"Mo Zhiqing, we are not..." Yan Mingli couldn't say the rest of the words, as if once he said it clearly, he would lose the warmth he might have received.
"Nothing?" Mo Yutong looked up at him. As the young man hesitated, the uneasiness in his heart was slowly disappearing.
Her boy didn't seem as distant as he pretended to be. He even knew to walk closer to her and stopped two steps away from her.
It seemed as if he wanted to express through his actions that he didn't want to have any deep involvement with her, but he unconsciously did the opposite of what he wanted.
Humph! What an awkward boy! Mo Yutong couldn't help laughing and tilted her head. The starlight in her eyes fell on the boy's eyes. The boy was slightly embarrassed, his ears turned red, and his whole heart was burning with panic.
Young man, do you know this? You're acting quite like a clown right now, quite like Mr. Yan when we first met in our previous life.
Unable to hold back her smile any longer, Mo Yutong smiled, a gentle and beautiful smile, like the sunlight shining through the window paper onto the thin quilt on a spring morning, full of the sweetness called happiness.
It is also like the flowers all over the mountains in mid-summer, holding him tightly in their splendor, making him intoxicated and forgetting the way home.
"Mo Zhiqing..." Yan Mingli pulled away with difficulty, his eyelids drooping slightly, not daring to look again. He just whispered softly, as if in a dream.
"Brother Li, do you believe in love at first sight?" The little girl's words startled him so much that he looked up again. The world he saw seemed covered with a layer of rain and mist in the early summer morning, blurry but full of temptation.
The burning in her eyes was like an inextinguishable fire in the stove, burning his wildly beating heart. He couldn't believe it, and even felt a little confused and puzzled.
Maybe he didn't understand how things could turn out this way?
How could a pretty girl from Beijing discuss such issues with a country boy like him who made a living by working in the fields?
But what's funny is that deep down in his heart he actually had shameful expectations.
What was he expecting? He frowned and pondered over it, then shook his head and said hesitantly, "I don't believe it."
"But I believe it." The little girl took half a step forward and looked at him firmly. Seeing that he wanted to retreat again, she couldn't help but pull at his clothes, "Brother Li, I..."
"Mo Zhiqing, we can't do this. It's not good for you." Yan Mingli didn't retreat but didn't dare to listen any further. How could the little girl have such thoughts about him? It was impossible. He knew his own limitations.
What love at first sight? No, that was just an inappropriate dependence on him because he blocked Li Tiezhu for her. It had nothing to do with "love".
Just like the women in the village, they only wanted to have an improper relationship with him, and then control him or coerce him through that relationship.
His reaction... Mo Yutong stared at his red earlobe in confusion, and suddenly reached out her hand tentatively.
Her delicate fingertips had just touched the back of his hand when he felt as if burned. He didn't care that her other hand was still pulling at the hem of his clothes and hurriedly moved away from her.
Hmm? Mo Yutong looked at the strip of cloth between her fingers, then suddenly raised her head to look at Yan Mingli, who was standing beside her feeling uneasy.
A large hole opened along the side seam of the thin homespun vest, revealing the boy's tight waist and abdominal muscles and well-proportioned, strong chest.
This is so handsome! Mo Yutong couldn't bear to look away, staring at her boy straight in the eye, and couldn't help but compare his muscle lines with Mr. Yan twenty years later.
The former is full and strong from years of hard work, while the latter is strong and stylish from long-term exercise.
"Mo Zhiqing, I want to change my clothes." In the past, he would have just taken off his clothes and sat at the head of the bed to start mending them with clumsy stitching.
But the little girl's bright big eyes were looking at him so eagerly that he didn't know what to do except to hold on tightly to the crack.
"You change it!" Mo Yutong looked at him strangely. He had almost finished reading it all, so it wouldn't be too much to take one more look!
"Close your eyes." Yan Mingli was still feeling guilty for suddenly shaking off the little girl's hand, but when he met the little girl's passionate eyes, all the guilt disappeared, and he felt only embarrassment and awkwardness all over his body.
Hey! Her boy is shy, he is shy! Right!
Mo Yutong was like Columbus who discovered the New World. He grinned and leaned against the boy, covering his eyes with his hands.
After hearing the boy's footsteps walking away, she carefully opened her fingers a tiny gap.
The gap was not big, but it was enough to see the boy's tall and thin back exposed from the lifted piece of cloth in the cool breeze.
Such charming and firm muscles reflect a beautiful luster in the dim light of the summer evening.
The boy walked to the clothesline, stretched out his arms, took off his torn vest, and was about to take out the vest he had washed and dried at noon to change into, but he found that the gaze staring at his back was getting hotter and hotter.
He turned his head unconsciously and saw the little girl blink her eyes hidden between her fingers. She quickly closed her fingers, but the raised corners of her lips made it difficult not to reveal her desire to hide.
This little girl... Yan Mingli was speechless, but miraculously he didn't look disgusted. He lowered his eyes and couldn't help but smile, then quickly put on his vest.
When Mo Yutong opened her fingers again, she saw the dressed boy slowly walking towards her.
She wanted to reach out and grab the boy's clothes, but she heard him say helplessly: "This is the only piece of clothing I have. If you tear it again, I won't have anything to wear."
"I'll buy it for you." Mo Yutong blurted out, put down her hands that were covering her eyes and looked at him gently.
"Why?" Yan Mingli asked softly, breathing hard.
"Because I fell in love with Brother Li at first sight!" Mo Yutong's tone was very cheerful, like the most pleasant song in the world, lingering in Yan Mingli's ears.
What did he hear? This most beautiful girl he had ever seen said she fell in love with him at first sight.
The two little ones standing by the door looked at each other and immediately covered their mouths in surprise.
What did they hear? My sister likes my brother, right? That’s what my sister said, right?
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