QST(H) I: The Delicate Flowers are Hard to Grow [快穿之娇花难养]

Merry Widow x Faithful Farmer (1)

Fan Ziyan woke up in a soil culture room, covered with a washed white quilt.

Through her memory, she already knew what the host and the target of her parasite was like this time. A happy widow, an honest and loyal farmer.

The young widowed widow has beauty, and easily hooks up with a brute force farmer.

But her heart is not a peace of mind, not only making fun of the farmer alone, but also flirting with everyone. The farmer knew all this, but silently endured it.

The widow can't do without the farmer, the body that has long been lewd, can't do without his powerful body, and the penis that is not smaller than ordinary people.

But she is an unforgiving woman who likes to see other people's faces changed greatly because of her ridicule. There will be a great sense of accomplishment in my heart.

If she just said something orally, it didn't matter. However, she made a bold decision, and brought the village trader into the farmer's house, ready to do that.

She lost interest at all when she saw that the kongwu-powerful merchandiser was so short that the penis was so short on weekdays. She deliberately did all the things she had done with him before in front of the farmer, wanting to see what the man who had been holding her back would do.

However, this absurd temptation completely lost her the farmer.

He didn't blame her, and left the entire yard, everything he had worked hard for these years, to her, but that person left.

He did not love her, but a responsibility, a responsibility that occupied her body because of being seduced by her. It was that responsibility that allowed him to treat her silently. He watched her seduce others, and watched her seduce others. Watching her get on the kang of the two with other men.

Disappointment and sadness, as well as a hint of wanting to escape, occupied his heart.

He didn't mind that she had been married, he didn't mind her lip service, all he minded was that he wanted to live with her, but she didn't have the slightest thought in her heart.

Therefore, the farmer left, alone, without anyone telling him, he left.

In the days after she left, the widow learned what loneliness is, not physically, but from the bottom of her heart. No one will put her hands in the palms of her hands because her feet are cold to warm her.

There is no longer a man who doesn't talk much and is boring, pouring her tea in silence, so that she can smile wantonly.

Everyone just treats her as a woman who goes to bed at will. They don't dare to be known, they dare not ask for warmth, and they don't even have any extra words when they enter the house every day.

As a result, the widow changed.

Become taciturn, rejected all men, waiting for that man wholeheartedly.

Not all apologies in the world can be exchanged for one person, and sometimes it is wrong, that is an irreparable mistake.

So Fan Ziyan came, the first day after the widow had just had a good time with the farmer.

This task is simple and simple, but difficult and difficult. Let Qin Yuanshang's feelings for her change from responsibility to true love, the kind of affectionate feelings.

Ye Zhiqiu opened his eyes and lay on the kang and looked out. At the moment, it was quiet outside, as if there was no one.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps, and a man walked in from outside the house against the sun. He turned against the light, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't see his face clearly, and could only vaguely see him coming in with a pot of still breathing hot water.