Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

25-1 The Beautiful Widow from the City

Chapter 25 The Beautiful Widow from the City

"I heard that he kissed a man. How can men kiss each other? This is too weird..."

"But I always feel that he looks different from us. I don't know how to describe it, but he has a demonic aura. Do all the people in the city look like this? And I don't know if his arms can carry a load."

"Hey, he came out and went to the Song family again."

With a creak, the quiet house located among many adobe and brick houses opened, and a slender figure walked out.

Like a goblin.

This was the only thought in the minds of the idle people sitting in the blue brick alley when they saw him.

It was the height of summer, the sun was scorching, and the enchantress was wearing thin clothes. His exposed arms and legs were white as white as the sky, his knees were round and nimble, his skin was smooth, without the roughness of regular work, and his eyes were raised, giving him just the right amount of seductiveness.

They don’t know if his lips are natural or caused by the heat, but they are bright red and swollen, and if you lick them, you’ll get a mouthful of sweet juice.

Xue Yu didn't notice other people's gazes. He squinted his eyes due to the sun, and used his fingers to lift the soft hair stuck to his forehead. Holding a wooden bucket in his right hand, he walked towards a house at a leisurely pace.

Compared with the surrounding mud houses, that house was considered luxurious. One could imagine that the people living inside were either rich or noble. Xue Yu wiped the sweat off his face again, bent his fingers, and knocked on the door.

Less than half a minute later, footsteps were heard inside the door. The man who opened the door had handsome eyebrows and eyes, neat and clear facial features, and was serious. He looked like a serious scholar. He was wearing a short shirt, his muscles were bulging, his spine was straight, and he looked like a walking hormone.

Xue Yu raised his eyes and saw the disgust that flashed across the man's eyes, but he didn't care and called out in a tune: "Song Raoxun."

The eyelids of the man who was called twitched. He looked at Xue Yu for a while and thought of this first thing in his mind.

This guy is going to do something bad again.

Yes, this enchantress who came from the city and whose husband was said to have died, is very capable and loves to see decent people being bewitched by him and losing their minds.

Pei Xueyu has been coming to his house often recently. Everyone in the village says that he must be trying to cheat money from him.

But he didn't like Pei Xueyu, so he made a wrong calculation.

Song Raoxun lowered his eyelids, and after a long while he restrained himself and asked distantly, "What's the matter?"

Xue Yu's red lips moved slightly, and he shook the wooden barrel in his hand. His tone was natural and he had no bad intentions: "The water supply in my house has been cut off. I have been waiting for a whole morning but no one has come. I want to borrow some water from you. Is that okay?"

In this remote and poor area, homes often have no water, so it is normal for neighbors to borrow water from each other. Many people have come to ask him if he has stored water at home.

Song Raoxun was silent for a while, as if wondering whether Pei Xueyu really just came to borrow water or had other ideas.

After a long while, he said coldly, "Come in."