The young man was silent and confused, as if he was trapped in a sudden darkness and couldn't find a way out.
The little girl is still so young. If she really stays with him, she will be trapped in this poor mountain village forever.
And how could he selfishly ruin her life just because of that little desire?
But the little girl was so warm, like a passionate fire burning in him, and the greed in his heart would emerge from time to time in this fire.
He was afraid that he would not be able to control his heart and would eventually bully his little girl.
The boy's eyes were dark, as if a bucket of thick ink had been poured into Mo Yutong's heart. Her cheeks were as hot as the fiery clouds in the sky, and her eyes were like a lake filled with water, rippling.
The silence grew hotter, and she wanted to break the stillness, to stop her boy from worrying about the future.
So Mo Yutong tugged at his clothes, her beautiful nose twitching slightly, a mischievous smile playing on the corner of her mouth, and she asked word by word, "Did that lady just now take a fancy to you?"
"Yeah." Although Widow He was hateful, Yan Mingli did not want to deceive his little girl, so he pursed his lips and nodded slightly.
"She wants to...um...bully you?" Mo Yutong stopped herself from saying "have sex" and quickly changed to a more subtle word.
But even the most subtle words are shocking in this era.
Yan Mingli stared at her in disbelief with his eyes wide open, standing there at a loss, his whole face flushed red, a hurricane of embarrassment sweeping through his body.
"..." What does it mean not to answer her? Could it be that... that old lady really bullied her as a boy?
Mo Yutong was no longer calm. Her boy was only nineteen years old, and that old lady actually dared to poison the future flowers of the motherland. How shameless!
Angry, Mo Yutong was very angry. She pouted and kept kicking the small stones on the ground with the tip of her shoes.
"I wasn't bullied." Yan Mingli's heart skipped a beat. Was the little girl angry?
Would she then dislike him? Would she stop liking him? Would she want to move out of the house and never see him again?
Mo Yutong raised her eyes and saw that the boy's eyes were flashing with nervousness, tiny beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead, and his palms were tightly wrapped around the handle of the rattan basket.
It's like a lonely tree standing in a desolate wilderness. When you look back, you can only see endless loneliness and sadness.
"From now on, only I can..." Mo Yutong raised the corners of her lips and stepped forward, her eyes fixed on him without blinking.
If there wasn't a wicker basket blocking them, Yan Mingli would have thought she wanted to throw herself into his arms. He blinked slightly, his ears flushed noticeably, and replied embarrassedly, "Yeah."
Before she could finish her words, she heard his answer. Mo Yutong raised the corner of her mouth and smiled cunningly, "I can bully you."
"Yeah." Seeing her smile, Yan Mingli felt his breath stop and nodded mechanically.
Is the little girl no longer angry? Seeing her like that just now, I thought...
"And you can only promise me." Mo Yutong smiled with narrowed eyes, and her eyes seemed to reflect the endless joy of the world.
"Yeah." Yan Mingli continued to nod, then suddenly realized something was wrong and hurriedly added, "No, I didn't promise you, and you can't bully me..."
"What are you bullying?" Mo Yutong walked closer and closer. The soft and sweet fragrance seemed to be just around the corner. As long as she stretched out her hand gently, she could keep this fragrance in her arms.
"Me." Yan Mingli felt so hot under the little girl's scorching gaze that there was no place on his body that was not burning.
"Hehe..." Mo Yutong couldn't help but chuckle softly. She looked at him with tenderness in her eyes and promised solemnly, "I won't bully you now, but I can't guarantee it in the future."
"..." What was she saying? How could this be something a girl should say? Shouldn't he be the one saying it?
My heart felt soft and sweet, and I blinked helplessly as I looked at her.
"And you're not allowed to promise anyone else." Mo Yutong's eyes were gentle as she surveyed her young man inch by inch, until he blushed and replied softly, "Yeah."
"I am yours." Mo Yutong's eyes and brows were filled with a gentle smile, as if the starry sky was darkened. "You can only be mine."
"Yeah." In just a few minutes, Yan Mingli felt as if a hundred years had passed. His little girl was pressing him step by step, but he was powerless to resist.
"Do you know why I was a little bit angry just now?" Mo Yutong stretched out her right hand, playfully put her thumb and index finger together, and blinked at him.
"Why?" Yan Mingli was puzzled. Was she only slightly angry just now? How could he still be alive when she was very angry?
"Because I'm jealous." Mo Yutong's name was not right but his words were smooth, and he looked unreasonable but strong. Seeing this, Yan Mingli's heart trembled and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.
"But I'm especially happy because you hate her." Mo Yutong stood on tiptoe, leaned forward, put her lips next to his ear, and said softly: "What I said last night was true. I like you."
"Yeah!" If the first time was surprising, then this time was sweet.
Like the honey flowing slowly from a honeycomb, a tiny bit of it on your fingertips will be filled with sweetness that penetrates your heart. The rich and long-lasting sweetness can make you feel like you are intoxicated in the deep sea and looking up at the stars.
"I really want to..." Kiss you! My boy!
How could Mo Yutong bear his charming gaze, which was like ink falling into the snow, gradually condensing into beautiful frost flowers, attracting and tempting her.
"I don't want to." Although Yan Mingli didn't know what she was going to do, his instinct told him anxiously that the little girl had "bad intentions."
The little girl came from the capital and didn't know the seriousness of the matter, but he had to know that he couldn't do anything that would make the little girl regret it.
"You know what I want to do!" Mo Yutong tilted her little head and looked at him with amusement. Her boy's reaction... Could it be that she was too impatient?
"I don't know." He really didn't know before, but when he saw her expression, he seemed to understand a little, but this understanding made him feel that it was better not to understand.
"Then why are you hiding?" Seeing him step back, feeling helpless as he wanted to leave but couldn't, Mo Yutong quickly grabbed his clothes.
"What do you want to do?" Yan Mingli looked at the little girl who was slowly approaching, his face flushed with nervousness.
"I bought a lot of things in the county. Let's go to the cowshed and move them home together." Mo Yutong looked at him mischievously, with a smile on his face.
This was deliberately teasing him, Yan Mingli felt even more helpless and could only say: "What are you going to do if I don't come back with you?"
Looking at her just now, it was obvious that she had forgotten about moving things.
"I was tempted by beauty, didn't I forget?" Mo Yutong said confidently.
Tempting beauty? How dare you say that!
Yan Mingli turned around, sighed deeply in his heart, raised the corners of his lips and walked in another direction.
Mo Yutong walked happily beside him, glancing at him from time to time.
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