Chapter 683 The Young Lady and the Repairman (13)

In the afternoon, a cool breeze blew in from the window, soothing the boy’s restless heart.

Bai Yao sat in the boy's arms, holding a bag of Xiaohuanneng biscuits in her hand. She stuffed the biscuits into her mouth while muttering, "Anyway, the family that came to the manor has a complicated relationship. Mr. Luo seems to have three children, but the younger brother and sister are not born by his wife, but by other women."

Bai Yao chewed the biscuits in her mouth with a crunching sound, then leaned back comfortably, leaning completely into his arms, "I see that his two daughters are about the same age. Mr. Luo is also very powerful, as he can have children with two women at about the same time."

No matter how Luo Xiao and Cheng Li came to be husband and wife, it is a fact that he had affairs with two women at the same time, and his identity as a scumbag is absolutely certain.

He Mian's hands were rough from working all the year round, but his hands, which were used to rough work, could now deftly weave through her black hair, dividing her thick and soft hair into two strands and carefully tying two scorpion braids.

This was a skill he had developed after being pestered by her recently, and tying her hair seemed to have become his regular task.

He Mian tied a cherry pendant hairband at the end of her braid, and as she had requested before, made the braid a little fluffy, and responded to her words, "Will the family stay for a long time?"

"They will probably stay for four or five days and then leave." Bai Yao smiled and raised his head to look at him, "But they don't need me to worry about entertaining them. My father's students will also stay in the manor these days, and he will be responsible for entertaining the guests."

He Mian knew Lan Pigeon. He had seen this man several times in the manor.

Aunt Fang also mentioned Lan Pigeon. He was a young and promising man. He was Bai Yu's student and a backbone in the research base. He had a bright future.

Aunt Fang, like many gossipers, couldn't help but say with an auntie's smile: "In that case, Lan Pigeon and Miss Bai are quite a good match."

Indeed, Lan Pigeon is young and handsome, well-educated, has a good job, and is enthusiastic and cheerful. He and Bai Yao are indeed a good match.

He Mian once saw Bai Yao and Lan Pigeon walking together. They could stand in the sun and talk and laugh openly, but he only dared to hide in an empty corner and hug and kiss her like this.

Bai Yao turned sideways, held He Mian's face, and asked curiously: "He Mian, what's wrong with you?"

He lowered his eyes, "Nothing."

Bai Yao tilted his head, "Are you thinking about something related to me?"

He Mian shook his head and didn't say anything, but his gesture of avoiding her gaze was very obvious.

Bai Yao frowned unhappily and increased the strength of pinching his face. "You are always so depressed and don't tell me anything. How can I guess what you are thinking? He Mian, are you just planning to play with me?"

He Mian felt more wronged than Dou E and immediately said, "No."

"Then why don't you always tell me what you think?" Bai Yao poked his cheek angrily. He was too thin and had no meat. Poking the bone made her feel pain. "Do you know that guessing like this will affect our relationship?"

Bai Yao added, "If this goes on, we might break up before we get married."

The word "marriage" scared the young man and he couldn't react for a long time.

Bai Yao used both hard and soft tactics, but now she softened her attitude, straightened up, and rubbed his face, "Don't keep me guessing, okay?"

From the beginning, she treated their relationship seriously. She never simply thought about playing with him. She was considering their future.

His blood was boiling, and in his black eyes, strong and intense emotions were surging wildly, as if a beast lurking under the calm lake, now losing all its repression, wishing to overflow with everything it had to wrap her up. There were

too many emotions that he didn't know how to express. He Mian stared at Bai Yao blankly. This young man who usually habitually lowered his head to hide his emotions was now silly and looked easy to bully.

Bai Yao deliberately rubbed his face, and couldn't help laughing at his funny expression. He

Mian was not angry either, he stretched out his hand to hold her face, moved closer to her, kissed her lips, and let out a sticky breath, "Yaoyao..."

Bai Yao said "um", "I'm here."

Before the last word fell, he took the opportunity of her opening her mouth to speak, sneaked in and held the tip of her tongue. Compared with the past, this kiss was fiercer and more urgent.

Bai Yao couldn't resist, but was pressed on the back of her head by a big hand. She could only keep getting closer to him, with no choice to retreat.

All her senses were monopolized by the aggressive aura on him, hormones and adrenaline were soaring, synchronizing the breathing and heartbeat of the two.

Bai Yao uttered intermittent sounds with difficulty, "He Mian... He Mian..."

Every time she uttered a syllable, her rhythm was interrupted by his warm penetration.

He Mian held her face, and his attack gradually eased a lot, but he had no intention of letting her go, "Yaoyao, I'm so jealous."

His black eyes were full of moisture, just like the mist in the misty rain season in the south of the Yangtze River, and at any time, he would turn into water drops and fall because of the grievance of not seeing the sun for a long time.

He Mian always gives people a cold feeling. Bai Yao often says that he is cold and hard, but he is not a stone. His bad family background seems to have taught him to be strong. No matter what kind of setbacks and blows he encounters, he can keep himself unshakable.

But now facing Bai Yao, he actually found that he was terribly fragile. It turned out that he was so jealous and that he was such an inferior person. Just seeing her standing with other glamorous boys made him want to be an ostrich.

Bai Yao asked him, "What are you jealous of?"

"There are many boys in the world who are better than me. The guy named Blue Pigeon..." He paused and uttered with difficulty: "He is much better than me, right?"

Bai Yao touched his chin and thought seriously for a long time, "This needs to be answered from both an objective and subjective perspective." He

Mian originally thought that she would say nice things to coax him, but she threw out two options after serious thinking. He was a little stunned, "Objective perspective?"

"From the perspective of many people, Lan Pigeon is handsome, well-educated, and has a good job. His father said that in a few years, he will be able to get a professional title. People like him are indeed better than many boys of the same age."