Chapter 11 You could have been more aggressive with Lu Yanchuan...
"How can I be clear-headed? Jiang Wanying doesn't want to marry you at all. Haven't you seen her true colors yet?"
Li Beibei still hasn't given up on Fang Jiaxing.
She really liked him, but by far the biggest reason she wanted to marry him was that he could help her out of her misery.
Fang Jiaxing impatiently shook her hand off. "Even if it's impossible for her and I to be together, I can't marry you. Don't you understand?"
"Why? Why can't you marry me?" Li Beibei became emotional. "Is it because your mother won't let you?"
Fang Jiaxing couldn't help but tighten his hands on both sides of his thighs. He said in a deep voice: "Yes, my mother won't let me marry you!"
In fact, as long as he insisted, Liu Xiu Yue would have no way to deal with him, but Li Beibei's family background was of no benefit to him.
Li Beibei's home is in the province. Her father is a worker in an electric motor factory, her mother is unemployed, and she has a younger brother. Her parents have a deep-rooted concept of favoring boys over girls, and Li Beibei is their adopted daughter, so she doesn't enjoy any family affection at all.
"What if I can get your mother to give in?" Li Beibei leaned in front of him, cupped his face with both hands, and stood on tiptoe, saying in a charming voice, "Brother Jiaxing, please take me..."
As long as she can get pregnant with Fang Jiaxing's child, how can Liu Xiu Yue refuse their marriage?
Fang Jiaxing half opened his eyes, and the girl's pitiful look reflected in his amber eyes was really irresistible to him. He really liked Li Beibei. Her knowledge, her beauty, and her love all made his heart beat.
Seeing that Fang Jiaxing did not reject her, Li Beibei took the initiative to kiss him on the lips.
“Hmm…”
This wasn't the first time these two had happened. Fang Jiaxing had been furious for the past couple of days, and after being seduced by her, he became the master.
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The wind blew gently through the bamboo forest, and the fallen leaves fluttered down and landed at Jiang Wanying's feet.
She held the chicken drumstick in her hand and clicked her tongue. In such a conservative era, you can still see such an open "field battle". It's really outrageous. It's outrageous.
System: [If Xu Hongping had come a little later last night, I think you and Lu Yanchuan would have been even more aggressive.]
Jiang Wanying's face flushed: "..."
Jiang Wanying was not interested in this type of live broadcast and left without staying long.
Her mission is to save the cannon fodder female supporting role and avenge the original owner, of course, but it's too easy to just ruin Li Beibei and the others' reputation.
Death is the most lenient punishment for bad people, and living a life worse than death is the greatest counterattack.
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Jiang Xicheng had almost finished dealing with Li, and glanced at the man next to him, "Are you really not going back with me?"
Lu Yanchuan, dressed in a military uniform, leaned lazily against the door railing, a cigarette between his lustful lips, white smoke rings puffing out of his mouth. "I have something to do. I'll be back later."
"What can you do in our village?" Jiangxi Cheng wanted to go back to the barracks with Lu Yanchuan based on the principle that he had to take back the soldiers he brought out.
Lu Yanchuan didn't say anything. When he raised his eyes, he saw someone walking towards him. He subconsciously took the half-smoked cigarette from his mouth, threw it on the ground, and raised his foot to put it out.
"Third uncle! I heard that you are leaving today? Why don't you stay a few more days?" The wind was very strong outside, and Jiang Wanying's face was red from the cold. She exhaled and rubbed her hands.
"What are you doing here in such a cold weather? Come and warm yourself by the fire!" Jiang Xicheng waved his hand and shouted into the house, "Shaohua, Yingying is here, hurry up and pour her a cup of hot water."
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