Meng Hechuan bent down and picked him up.
This was the second time he held her with one hand.
The other hand was holding her little leather shoes.
After the fire, all of Bai Yan's belongings were burned to ashes.
Bai Yan was sad for a long time at that time. When she asked, she found out that the two hundred yuan she had initially bought from Meng Hechuan's pocket was gone. How could she buy pretty skirts and clothes relying only on the meager allowance of the brigade translator?
Meng Hechuan was both angry and amused when he found out.
Two days later, a box of new clothes, new pants and new shoes were neatly arranged and delivered to Aunt Zhang's residence.
Bai Yan was stubborn at first and pretended to refuse, but she stopped talking after opening the box.
Isn't it because Mr. Meng is easily liked by the girls?
...
...
Just judging from the way he chooses clothes for lesbians, his taste is first-rate.
Bai Yan couldn't let go of the pair of small leather shoes. When she tried them on, she suddenly thought of an important question, "How did you know my shoe size?"
Small leather shoes were a rare commodity in the 1980s, not to mention that the ones he bought were lambskin shoes with heels.
The style is novel and not outdated even in modern times. It is obviously imported from the Friendship Store.
At first, Meng Hechuan was worried that Bai Yan might not be used to wearing high heels, so he kept reaching out to help her, explaining lightly, "Didn't I help you put on your skates when you were skating in Shichahai?"
"You can guess it by just pointing like that? Your hand is a ruler?"
Meng Hechuan let go of her and said, "My hand is indeed a ruler."
For the chief engineer, his hands are indeed a ruler to draw the most precise drawings and calculate the most accurate data.
"Not only can he be precise in his work, but he can also treat Ah Yan accurately."
Bai Yan put her arms around Meng Hechuan's neck and buried her face in his chest, trying to guess what she was about to face.
Master Meng, with his steady steps, looked at her with a serious gaze.
Don't miss any expression or reaction of Bai Yan.
It seemed that if she just said "I don't want to", he would stop immediately.
But even when they reached the innermost part of the hut, Bai Yan did not raise her head from his chest.
The door of the room is made of wood and makes a creaking sound when pushed open.
Bai Yan trembled slightly after hearing this.
She felt her body slowly falling, and when she came to her senses, she saw the soft and clean bed beneath her.
"This is my room. Normally no one dares to come here, but someone cleans it and changes the sheets every week."
Bai Yan truly felt the pretentious behavior of this group of second-generation kids.
There was also a fireplace in the room, and Meng Hechuan lit a fire.
The temperature is rising steadily.
The buttons of his shirt had been completely undone during the whispering just now. Even though he had to endure the discomfort, Meng Hechuan still didn't want Bai Yan to make the decision on impulse.
His slender fingers extended from her calves up to her waist, which was so slender that she could hold it in one hand. He suddenly pulled her close to him and insisted on asking, "Ayan, I can still stop now. You don't have to agree just to please me. I can wait until after we get married."
Bai Yan was shaking all over.
She was like a yellow rose wet by rain, too delicate and yet too beautiful.
"I...Meng, Meng Hechuan, I..."
"If you don't shout stop, I really can't stop." His voice was hoarse and unlike his own, his neck muscles were tense and veins bulged.
Patience has reached its limit.
"If you want... just hurry up, hurry up, don't talk so much, so much nonsense, ugh!"
Bai Yan bit his arm in pain, "What are you doing? You hurt me!"
"Didn't you say that if you want it, you have to do it quickly?"
“Stop, stop…!”
"Ayan, even if you don't like it now, I can't stop."
…
When Bai Yan woke up again, it was still dark outside.
The fireplace in the house was still burning and the temperature was just right.
Her hands stretched out weakly from the quilt, and her wrists were covered with red marks from being pinched.
After just one look, Bai Yan knew there was no need to look any further, as there were probably more cases everywhere on her body.
Meng Hechuan pulled her back from behind, held her hands and blew air on them, "I hurt you."
It really hurts!
This time he was trying to be friendly with a double meaning, but no matter how he begged for mercy just now, he didn't show any mercy.
Tormenting myself over and over again.
The most outrageous time was when Bai Yan was told to close her eyes and rest for ten minutes without talking. She had already crawled to the end of the bed using her hands and feet, and before she could even close her eyes, Master Meng quietly came over.
Bai Yan exclaimed that he was shameless and cheating, but he took the watch righteously, pointed to the dial and said that the time was up.
She pulled her hand away with all her strength, but her legs and feet were weak and she still kicked him under the quilt, "Meng Hechuan, your uncle!"
Meng Hechuan tidied himself and her under the quilt. Bai Yan was wearing his vest, and her slender calves pressed against his hard abdominal muscles, causing a burn.
I tried to pull back but he caught me again.
There was a mischievous smile in his clear black eyes, "My father is an only son, I don't have an uncle."
"Why didn't I realize you were so shameless before?"
He laughed muffledly and hugged Bai Yan completely into his arms, "It's not that I'm shameless, it's that all men are shameless."
I heard a deep, muffled voice coming from his chest, "Ayan, I did something I shouldn't have done. I must be responsible for you."
For Bai Yan, she doesn't care what the thoughts of this era are. What she knows is very simple: if two people fall in love, it will be a natural thing. What's wrong with that?
But Meng Hechuan is a man of this era after all, and she cannot ignore his sincerity.
"Are you proposing to me?" She thought she was open-minded, but she didn't expect that her face would turn red for a moment when she asked this question.
"Then you are willing?"
Bai Yan poked her head out of his arms and looked into his deep black eyes. "But your parents don't know yet, and..."
And there is also the matter of the Bai family.
Although Bai Yan's household registration had long been moved to the collective household in the town by the Bai family, it reduced the trouble for the two to register their marriage.
But Lv Liping was still staying in the hotel, and there was no trace of Bai Yan's cheap father and brother.
"Love and marriage are a matter between the two of us." He took Bai Yan out from under the quilt, pulled his coat over her and put it on her to cover the red marks, "What I'm asking is, are you willing?"
Bai Yan was held in the air by him. Before she could answer, he suddenly kissed her on the corner of her mouth. "Teacher Bai eats clean and swears. Her image is completely ruined. You have to agree even if you don't want to."
"Where did I curse?" she said indignantly.
Meng Hechuan's expression remained unchanged. He carried her and walked steadily towards the bathroom, "You called me your uncle."
…
As the sound of running water was heard, Bai Yan's blurry and blushing face appeared in the bathroom mirror.
"My father didn't attend the 15th party this year. I will ask for leave from the brigade that day, and I will also ask for leave for you." Meng Hechuan held up Bai Yan's smooth back, "I will take you home and introduce you formally."
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