Su Qingci smiled and winked, then leaned closer to him and whispered sweetly in his ear.
"Brother Song~ How are you~"
"Do you find it offensive? Do you feel anything?"
Song Jingzhou felt his blood surging, and he used all his willpower to pull his gaze back.
Trembling, he pushed away Su Qingci who was leaning against him, stood up stiffly, and took two steps forward.
Then he ran wildly and plunged into the river.
Su Qingci jumped up with a start.
He went too far and, filled with shame, committed suicide.
"Ahhh~"
"Don't think about bringing glory to your ancestors, it's not worth it."
"I won't tease you anymore."
"You said it yourself, if I don't have a son, I don't have a son, and I don't like sons either."
"Come on up, come on up. Just pretend I didn't say anything today."
"Bringing honor to one's ancestors!"
"I'm not a good swimmer, I'm not going to come down and save you!"
With Su Qingci calling out repeatedly, Song Jingzhou swam to the other side of the river after soaking in the water for more than ten minutes.
Stay far away from her.
"Su Qingci, let me tell you, you've gone too far."
"Are you even a woman? Look at yourself, do you have any womanly qualities at all?"
"What kind of nonsense is going on in your head?"
"I'm going back. You can stay here and herd the two cows by yourself."
"Reflect on your mistakes!"
Su Qing porcelain is a fiction.
He got angry and shouted so loudly, even calling me by my full name!
It seems that issue truly represents a man's last line of defense and dignity, something that cannot be crossed.
"Okay, I know I was wrong. My punishment is to herd two cows. Go back and change your clothes."
Song Jingzhou turned left and walked towards the village, his hands and feet moving in unison.
When I got home and changed my clothes, all I could think about was that delicate pink neck, fair collarbone, and rounded shoulders.
A ripple of emotion stirred within me.
My heart was pounding as if it were about to jump out of my throat.
Frustrated, he threw the towel on the bed, pushed his bicycle out, and headed towards town.
Tomorrow he has to feed that little thing a big bag of pagoda-shaped sugar.
Why doesn't it grow?
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