God knows how scorching the shock in the little girl's eyes was at that moment. The boy didn't dare to say that he had really hit her.
"I..." Yan Mingli stammered weakly and didn't finish his words. He didn't want to lie to the girl, but he also didn't want to be disliked by her.
"Who did you hit?" Mo Yutong asked in a softer voice, seeing that his ears were slightly red.
"Widow He..." The only woman he had ever hit was Widow He, because she went too far and always tried to take advantage of him.
"She's no good, she deserves a beating!" Widow He looked at the young man with such a look that even she felt disgusted.
Widow He deserves to be punished for forcing a young man who would later become gentle to take action.
Seeing the little girl's caring and protective look, Yan Mingli breathed a sigh of relief and smiled lightly: "Yeah, I know."
"Go take a shower!" The little girl's smiling face made him very happy. He picked up the clothes at the end of the bed and the blood-stained white cloth and turned to walk to the next room.
She folded her spare clothes neatly on the chair, and then cleaned the bucket next to the gutter and filled it with bath water.
When Yan Mingli returned to the utility room again, he saw a lit candle standing upright on the bottom of an upside-down earthenware jar.
Is the little girl afraid that he can't see clearly?
I looked up at the sky outside the window. The sun had already set and the yard was no longer clear.
When he lowered his eyes, warmth instantly filled his eyes. Yan Mingli quickly squatted in the bath tub. The warm water wrapped around him, like the passionate breath of a little girl.
Thinking of the little girl, he felt hot and uncomfortable, and the bloating and pain in his lower abdomen that he had just suppressed rushed down.
He quickly buried his head in the water. The strong feeling of suffocation overwhelmed his inappropriate impulse, and he felt much better.
The water gradually cooled down. Yan Mingli did not add hot water, nor did he rush to get up. He still needed some time to extinguish the reckless anger in his heart.
A gentle breeze blew. At this moment in the bedroom, Mo Yutong was holding the sleepy Yan Mingxue in his arms, gently patting her back.
Both her toenails and fingernails were trimmed cleanly, and her neck and wrists were powdered.
After riding in the ox cart for such a long time on the way to the county town today, both children were very tired. After taking a fragrant and comfortable bath, they soon fell asleep.
"Sister, I'm so sleepy!" Yan Mingxue has been happy all day, and now is her happiest time.
Although her sister seemed to have forgotten to praise her and did not reward her with a kiss, she was hugged by her sister as she wished.
My sister’s embrace was very soft, and she smelled sweet, like a delicious fruit candy. No, it was like the candy that my sister stuffed into her mouth when they came back from the county town.
"Take a nap if you're sleepy, be good!" Mo Yutong kissed her forehead gently and said softly.
"Sister..." Yan Mingxue closed her eyes and curled the corners of her lips happily. Her sister praised her for being "good" and kissed her. She felt so happy!
She was so happy that she fell asleep peacefully in this warm embrace, and was then carefully placed by Mo Yutong in the softest part of the bed.
After taking a shower, Yan Mingli cleaned up the utility room, washed everyone's clothes and hung them on the clothesline. He also filled the thermos with hot water before slowly walking back to the bedroom.
The little girl was sitting between the two children, singing softly and soothingly, "Sleep, sleep, my dear baby..."
This moment was undoubtedly warm, the kind of warmth that penetrated deep into his bones. Yan Mingli couldn't help but lower his voice and asked gently, "Are you all asleep?"
"Well! Why did it take you so long to wash?" The little girl looked back at him, her familiar tone like a young wife asking her man, her expression natural and intimate.
"I've cleaned the room and washed and hung the clothes." Yan Mingli sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the white calves exposed from under the little girl's skirt. His breathing tightened and he immediately looked away.
Perhaps the little girl didn't realize how attractive she was at that moment. Her long legs were intertwined and seemed to wrap around him and force him to collapse.
"Brother Li, that's awesome!" The little girl praised him solemnly, and Yan Mingli was so embarrassed that he pursed his lips.
I was just wondering why the little girl didn’t praise me happily when she saw me. Did she think she was not as handsome as her younger brother?
I didn't expect to be waiting here.
Seeing him wanting to laugh but holding back, with his chin slightly raised, Mo Yutong felt happy.
Thinking back to the past, her Mr. Yan would occasionally ask her for praise. At that time, she would always pretend not to understand and watch him pretend to be angry.
And she would hug his waist tightly from behind and rub her face against his back until he could no longer bear it and pressed her under him.
Then comes the battle of turning the world upside down after turning on the lights.
"Come here!" Mo Yutong waved at him. He was slightly stunned, but still leaned over obediently.
"My brother Mingli is so handsome!" Mo Yutong sat up straight and whispered with a smile in his ear.
"Not as pretty as Yutong...my sister." A soft breath rushed to his earlobe, his face flushed, and his eyes were full of tenderness.
"Lie here." Mo Yutong patted the end of the bed gently, still smiling gently, but there was a hint of ambiguity in her eyes.
"No." He stood up quickly. They hadn't...couldn't do anything like that, and the girl was still so young. He...would hurt her.
"I'm applying medicine on you, what are you thinking about?" The little girl grabbed his clothes and said jokingly with a smile.
"I, didn't think anything!" Yan Mingli sat down slowly again and looked at her helplessly.
How could I not think too much about her obviously meaningful look and her long criminal record?
"Okay, okay, my brother Mingli is scared, so don't lie down. Just sit. Just sit!" Mo Yutong teased with a smile, and her tone was as if she was coaxing him like a younger brother or sister.
"I'm not a child." Yan Mingli complained softly, but the corners of his lips were raised very smoothly.
Mo Yutong slid off the bed, took out iodine disinfectant and cotton swabs from the wooden cabinet, lifted his arm, and carefully wiped the not-so-deep wound.
She recited melodiously, "Does it hurt? If so, be sure to tell me and I'll be gentler."
"It doesn't hurt!" This wound may be more serious than the one on the foot, but it only looks scary and is far from painful.
"Next time you fight, you must protect yourself first." The little girl looked up at him and continued chattering.
"Okay!" Yan Mingli felt sweet in his heart. The little girl did not forbid him from fighting, but only reminded him to protect himself more.
As expected, he was the one she cared about the most and the one she liked the most.
As expected? Yan Mingli was heartbroken by his own bold idea, and there was even deeper joy in his eyes when he looked at the little girl.
"The wound is not deep, so you don't need to take tetracycline for the time being." The little girl moved gently and occasionally blew on the wound, as if she was afraid that he would feel pain.
But he didn't feel any pain, he just felt itchy in his heart, a tingling itch that was branded into his heart from the wound.
"Knock, knock, knock..." There was suddenly a knock on the door outside the yard. Who could it be at this time?
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