[Chapter 91: The Crazy Young Master Haunts the Educated Youths Who Went to the Countryside 11]
Chen Heyun looked at Wen Shinian with red eyes. His pouting and aggrieved look made Wen Shinian feel distressed and his blood boil.
"What can't I do?"
She let go of Shen Heyun's chin, stroked his face with her fingertips, and brushed the corner of his eyes a little heavily.
Chen Heyun's eyes flickered, and he noticed the possession in Wen Shinian's eyes towards him, and his expression was dazed for a moment.
Wen Zhiqing seemed a little different from what he had imagined?
"Um"
Wen Shinian tilted his head, squinted his eyes to hide the emotions in them, and rubbed the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.
Chen Heyun felt that the corner of his eye where it was rubbed was a little hot.
But her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and she even wanted Wen Shinian to touch her more.
While cursing himself in his heart, he had already lowered his body on his own initiative, enjoying Wen Shinian's intimacy.
"I have a bad background. If you date me, everyone in Qingshan Brigade will dislike you and bully you."
Wen Shinian's fingertips slid down from the corner of his eyes to his cheek. The gentle and soft movements and the soft palm made Shen Heyun's heart beat fast with every move.
He secretly clenched his fists, and the unhealthy paleness of his face soon turned red.
"Who bullied you?"
Wen Shinian lowered her eyes slightly, her red lips always maintaining an upward curve, and her slow movements were as if she was teasing a kitten or puppy she met on the street.
Chen Heyun pursed his lips, looked up at her, and whispered: "Is this the point?"
Wen Shinian couldn't help but chuckle, her fingertips slid all the way down, and her fingertips touched his soft and cold lips, and she pressed them lightly twice.
"Well, my main concern is whether you are being bullied."
Wen Shinian stared at Chen Heyun's lips, with dark colors rolling in his eyes. In the end, he couldn't help it and leaned forward to kiss him.
Chen Heyun: "Well! Wen Zhi!"
Chen Heyun was shocked, and his round eyes widened for a moment.
He stretched out his hand in a panic to push Wen Shinian, but when he raised his hand, he saw the mud on his palm. He was suspended in mid-air, and he still didn't dare to touch the clean person in front of him.
This is convenient for Wen Shinian.
She moved closer again, pressing their bodies tightly together, and pried open Chen Heyun's lips with her soft tongue, going deeper on her own initiative.
The hand that was originally on Shen Heyun's waist moved around his waist and slowly moved down.
“Ugh!!!”
The moment his butt was pinched, Shen Heyun's face instantly turned red like a tomato.
He began to struggle.
Wen Shinian stepped back slightly, frowned slightly and looked at him, "Be good."
Chen Heyun suddenly became quiet, his eyes trembling like mosquito coils, his hands hanging helplessly in the air, his whole body shaking.
Wen Shinian curled her lips in satisfaction, and smelled the instantly strong and sweet scent on his body due to his anxiety, and the darkness in her eyes became even darker.
She leaned forward again and said softly in a hoarse voice, "Ayun, open your mouth."
Chen Heyun blushed, lowered his eyes and opened his mouth obediently.
Wen Shinian kissed her deeply, even more urgently than before.
She hooked her arms around Chen Heyun and lingered in his embrace, kissing him until her legs felt weak before she slowly slowed down.
"We're a couple now, you hear me?"
The crystal broke in the sunlight. Wen Shinian gently brushed Chen Heyun's rosy lips, tilted his head, and looked serious and unyielding.
Shen Heyun panted slightly, his lips parted.
Wen Shinian pinched the extremely soft touch in her hand and looked at him with a smile.
"Um?"
Chen Heyun tensed his back and called her weakly and helplessly, "Wen, Wen Zhiqing."
Wen Shinian: "Call me Nian Nian."
Chen Heyun's hot face became even redder, his eyes were wet, and he looked very pitiful. He wanted Wen Shinian to bully him even more.
"Read, read."
Wen Shinian: "Yeah, really good."
She stood on tiptoe, raised her lips, and placed a kiss on his cheek as a reward.
Shen Heyun pursed his lips, a faint smile appearing in his eyes.
Wen Shinian withdrew his hand, took Chen Heyun's dirty hand, pulled him to the water tank, drew some water and washed his hands.
Chen Heyun squatted obediently beside the wooden barrel, looking at the big and small creatures entangled in the wooden basin, a silly curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
When Wen Shinian raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Chen Heyun smiling with his eyes curved.
The blush on his face had not yet faded, and now with this smile on his face, he finally looked like a young man of twenty-three years old.
Wen Shinian laughed along and hooked his fingers in the water, with a smile in his voice.
"Just smile more when it's just the two of us. I like to see it."
The silly smile on Chen Heyun's face became a little reserved, and he looked up at Wen Shinian.
Wen Shinian still had his eyes downcast, his expression indifferent, but the words he said made Shen Heyun's heart begin to become uneasy again.
"You can only smile at me, no one else is allowed."
Shen Heyun lowered his head and nodded slightly.
"Um."
The appearance of this young wife made Wen Shinian want to kiss him again.
But there is only an hour and a half break at noon, so I should cook first.
Wen Shinian: "Since we are both lovers and you have given me money, then you can eat whatever I cook."
"If you don't eat, I'll be angry and will grab you and kiss you all the time."
Chen Heyun's mind uncontrollably recalled the kiss just now.
While nodding, I couldn't help but think.
In fact, he can go without eating.
The tall young man's ears turned red, and he followed Wen Shinian step by step with his head lowered.
Wen Shinian got two bowls of rice and went to the door. Chen Heyun wanted to follow him, but Wen Shinian looked at him and sent him to light the fire.
Chen Heyun turned around silently, but when he squatted in front of the stove, he couldn't help but tilt his head to look at Wen Shinian who was picking sand from the rice.
Just take a look and smile.
Just take a look, touch your lips and smile.
He took another look and met Wen Shinian's gaze.
The hair all over his body stood up instantly, and he abruptly withdrew his gaze, pretending to be very serious about making a fire.
In fact, no matches were taken out.
Wen Shinian shook his head helplessly, his expression doting.
It’s very quick to cook porridge in a big iron pot, and it’s ready in no time.
Thinking of the way Chen Heyun ate, Wen Shinian first took out his bowl, poured cold water into it to cool it down, and stirred it from time to time.
After the temperature dropped a bit, Shen Heyun, who was chopping wood in the yard, was called back to eat.
Chen Heyun washed his hands and trotted in to take his bowl.
After putting it on the stone table in the yard, he ran back to look at Wen Shinian.
As soon as Wen Shinian typed out her copy, Chen Heyun reached out and stared at her with his dark eyes.
"Be careful of the heat."
Wen Shinian understood and handed the bowl to him.
Chen Heyun: "Not hot."
Chen Heyun's fingers and palms are covered with a thick layer of calluses.
The place where he worked was the hardest land to cultivate in the team.
This job was usually given to those who made mistakes in the team, but from that day on, all the difficult work became their exclusive responsibility.
Shen Heyun was also used to it.
Anyway, I may never be able to hold a pen in this life, so it doesn’t matter what happens to my hands.
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