She was used to having a bed all to herself.
She thought that she would not be able to sleep well if someone held her in their arms like this.
Somewhat unexpectedly, she slept particularly soundly and sweetly tonight.
Even when the temperature dropped in the second half of the night, she didn't feel cold even though he held her tightly in his arms.
When she opened her eyes, it was already daybreak.
All I could see was his handsome face magnified.
Further down, there are his impeccable chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and mermaid line.
Last night, he kissed her endlessly and his hands were not restrained. It was too much. She became angry and embarrassed, and she grabbed him wherever he touched her.
Now, there were still obvious scratches on his pectoral muscles from her.
Looking at those scratches, many hot and scorching images rushed into her mind uncontrollably.
Song Tang's face felt so hot that it almost exploded.
She didn't have the courage to continue watching, so she closed her eyes and tried to get out of his arms.
"Song Song..."
Holding her in his arms, Lu Jinyan slept particularly soundly last night.
Feeling movement in his arms, he immediately opened his eyes.
He remembered every scene of last night clearly.
But he thought that everything in the tent last night was just a dream.
At this moment, seeing Song Tang held tightly in his arms and her messy and torn clothes, he realized that everything that happened last night was not a dream.
He actually kissed her, and was rude to her again.
He didn't make it to the end with her.
However, he could not control his emotions and still did many reckless and excessive things.
And...he also took advantage of his strength and ruined her clothes.
Thinking about how she said she had someone she liked and she didn't want to see him again, but he took advantage of her, he felt a little helpless.
He started to explain awkwardly, "Song Song, last night I...I thought I was dreaming."
"I shouldn't... shouldn't have ruined your clothes."
"I...I have no shame."
Last night, Song Tang was really tired.
She was so dazed by his kiss that she didn't notice that her clothes were damaged by him.
Now, after hearing what he said, she realized that her skirt was badly damaged.
The neckline was broken, the hem was broken, and there was a tear at the waist...
Her underwear...is simply nowhere to be found!
She came to the countryside to give a consolation performance this time and she had prepared quite a lot.
In addition to the comfortable cotton dress she was wearing, there were five or six other dresses.
But those clothes were all in her backpack.
Last night, she threw the backpack at one of the men while trying to escape.
In other words, she has no spare clothes at all now!
Song Tang was both embarrassed and annoyed. He really wanted to take the scissors and cut off Lu Jinyan's clothes from the waist down so that he could not face anyone.
But now, it was useless for her to cut Lu Jinyan's clothes.
She had to find his small clothes first, and then quickly mend her clothes.
In fact, in this era, it is normal to wear clothes with patches.
She loved beauty, and he forced her to wear patched clothes, which made her very angry and hard to calm down.
With a cold and fierce look on her face, she took his arm away, and was about to check whether her clothes were pressed under the backpack, when she noticed that he was holding a piece of crimson in his hand.
Obviously, that was her little clothes!
Song Tang's little face suddenly turned redder than the previous one.
She snatched her small clothes away and said unhappily, "Lu Jinyan, you are a pervert!"
"I……"
Lu Jinyan also noticed the blush on his palm.
He really didn't expect that he would...
His cold white profile was redder than the fiery red maple leaves, and he knew he should explain.
But he didn't know how to explain that he had damaged the little girl's clothes and taken away her underwear.
Noticing that the straps on her small dress had been torn off by him, he could only try to fix it, "I...I can sew it for you."
He ruined the clothes.
Song Tang didn't want to sew in front of him either.
Anyway, it wasn't the first time he helped her sew clothes. After thinking about it, she still threw the clothes at him with a cold face.
Her clothes fell on his chest, and his face became redder as if red paint was about to flow out.
He coughed lightly with extreme discomfort, then turned around, found the needle and thread from his backpack, and prepared to sew clothes for her.
The skirt she was wearing must also be sewn.
After calming down for a long time with red ears, he finally took out one of his two-shoulder vests from his backpack.
"You can change into my clothes first."
Song Tang was so angry that his cheeks puffed up.
Who wants to wear his clothes?
However, her skirt was too torn to wear without mending it.
While he was sewing clothes for her, she definitely couldn't be naked, so she took the two-shoulder vest with a huff.
Song Tang was just about to ask him to leave so that she could change her clothes when she heard his voice again, which was originally cold but tinged with hoarseness and heat.
"Song Song, last night, I...I kissed you in many places."
"My hand is still..."
"Don't like anyone else anymore, I...I want to be responsible for you!"
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