Chapter 682 The Young Lady and the Repairman (12)

At this time, a tall boy with a backpack walked by the other side of the courtyard. Shi

Li asked, "Who is that?"

The boy had an upright figure, healthy wheat-colored skin, and a bit of wildness. Even if he passed by silently, it would be hard not to attract attention.

Before Bai Yao could answer, Lan Pigeon said, "That's the repairman my teacher hired. If there is anything in the manor that needs repairing, he can be asked to help."

Luo Xuan also took a closer look and said, "He looks very young, probably younger than me. He's working so early to earn money."

"Big sister, there are still many people in this world who are forced by life." Shi Li's expression was simple, his eyes innocent, "Before my sister returned to the Luo family, she often had to work part-time to support herself. I remember the winter of my sister's sophomore year was particularly cold. The boss of the restaurant did not allow the workers to use hot water, so my sister could only use cold water to wash the dishes. From then on, she had the problem of frostbite in winter."

Speaking of this, Shi Li lowered his eyes guiltily, "It's also my fault for being useless. If I could be older at that time, I could help my sister share some of the pressure."

Luo Xiao's eyes were moved. He looked at Luo Mianmian, and the guilt in his eyes became more and more, "Mianmian, it's my fault. I should have brought you back earlier, and you wouldn't have to suffer so much."

"Dad, I'm very happy now." Luo Mianmian was like the sun in April, with a bright smile, "The past is in the past, I have forgotten all the hardships! Now I only remember how happy life was with Dad!"

Luo Xiao is old, but sometimes his eyes turn red when facing his daughter.

Luo Xuan snorted softly, "Pretending."

Luo Xiao frowned, "Luo Xuan!"

Luo Xuan was not afraid of her father's roar at all. She said bluntly: "They are just pretending. I am not wrong."

There are outsiders here. Luo Xiao couldn't save face, "Look at you, you are so petty and fussy. You are not as sensible as your brothers and sisters!"

Luo Xuan: "My mother only has me as a daughter. I don't have any brothers and sisters."

"Xuan Xuan, say less." Cheng Li pulled her daughter's hand, but Luo Xuan shook her off, turned around and walked away quickly.

Cheng Li hurriedly said to Xiao Beichen: "Hurry up and follow her. She is not familiar with this place. Don't walk around and get lost."

Xiao Beichen said coldly, "Hmm", and followed her slowly.

Luo Xiao said embarrassedly: "My daughter has been spoiled by us. I am sorry that you have made fun of her."

Bai Yao was smart and did not respond, but smiled and said: "Aunt Fang must have been waiting for us for a long time. You have come from a long way. Let's go in and have a rest first."

Lan Pigeon glanced at the people present and put the melon in his heart.

Luo Mianmian walked at the end. She whispered to her brother: "Why are you angry with Luo Xuan again?"

Shi Li had an innocent childish look before, but now that no one was paying attention to him, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled wickedly, "Who made her so stupid?"

In the afternoon, sitting by the window of the wooden house, you can see the peaceful lake outside, and the atmosphere is quiet and beautiful.

Even if He Mian is busy with work, he will leave an hour in the afternoon for himself to rest.

The so-called rest was nothing more than him carving a piece of wood with a knife.

In the gentle sound of the wind, there were brisk footsteps.

A pair of hands covered the boy's eyes from behind, followed by a deliberately lowered voice, "Guess who I am?"

The old-fashioned game was not childish for a couple in love.

He Mian stopped what he was doing, pretended to think for a while, and then said: "Is it the robber who broke into the house?"

Bai Yao put down the hand covering his eyes, leaned on his back from behind, stared at his cold and hard profile, and said dissatisfiedly: "Is there a robber as good-looking as me?"

He Mian put down the things in his hand, raised his face to look at her, "Is it a fairy who fell from the sky?"

She liked this answer.

Bai Yao laughed out loud, and was pulled into his arms by his hands. When she sat on his lap, she felt the body temperature of the young man who was still in the late adolescence, which was higher than hers. He Mian

lowered his head and gently touched her lips, kissing her lightly and densely, but never really kissing deeply. It was like a claw digging into her heart, making her feel strangely itchy.

Bai Yao lost her patience with his procrastination, and she opened her mouth and bit him. This was the best urging for him, so he hid his hoarse laughter, followed her wishes, and entangled with her with the tip of his tongue.

He always liked to play this kind of "little trick" at this time, as if it was a kind of proof, proving that Bai Yao still had desire for him, and also proving that she still had interest in him. Then his desperate gamble had not yet come to an end, so he could continue to indulge himself.

When Bai Yao's hand was about to touch his clothes, he was held down.

He Mian rubbed her face and whispered: "Don't make trouble."

He was not a person with strong self-control. On the contrary, he had too many pent-up desires. If she released a little bit of other signals, he would not be able to control himself at all.

Bai Yao leaned in his arms, and slowly interlocked her fingers with his hands. She was sharp-eyed, and suddenly sat up straight, pulled out her hands, held his face and raised it, and asked angrily: "What's the matter with the wound on your neck?"

Before He Mian opened his mouth, Bai Yao said: "Was it scratched by a branch again?"

He Mian: "..."

Bai Yao stared at him and pulled his collar down a little.

He said: "It's just a scratch, I'm fine."

Bai Yao ignored him and lifted his shirt up again, revealing the boy's strong and powerful wheat-colored abdominal muscles. When her hand touched it, he tensed his body. Bai Yao couldn't help but stare at the mermaid line hidden under his pants, and gradually forgot the original purpose of checking his body.

She couldn't help it, and with curiosity and admiration, she stretched out her finger and poked the line.

He Mian suddenly grabbed her wrist, "Yaoyao."

Bai Yao raised her eyes calmly and said as a matter of course: "If you can't even be touched, then what's the point of me being your girlfriend?"

He Mian's ears turned red and her face was hot.

Bai Yao suddenly got back to the point, "Your injury..."

He grabbed her hand and placed it on his belly.

Bai Yao's eyes were fixed, and she forgot the main topic again.

After a long while, she raised her face excitedly, "He Mian, you are so hard."

Fireworks exploded in He Mian's head, and the blood in his body was boiling. He covered the girl's uncovered mouth, his eyes were flustered, his face flushed, and he said uncomfortably: "Don't talk nonsense."

Bai Yao's beautiful black eyes curved into crescents, staring at him with a smile, full of interest.

He Mian couldn't stand her gaze, but he couldn't bear to push her away, so he could only hold the back of her head with one hand, pressed her into his arms, and both hands were around her body. The difference in size made his body seem to wrap her up completely.

He buried his head slightly in her neck, sniffing her breath, and the boy's heart was more confused than ever before.

He muffled his voice, "Idiot."

Bai Yao raised her eyes with difficulty, "He Mian, don't you like me anymore?"

He tightened his jawline and put his face close to hers, so that she wouldn't see his embarrassed expression.

How could he not like her?