Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

27-2

Xue Yu stretched out his fingers awkwardly, and forced himself to let Song Raoxun kiss them while enduring the numbness.

Song Raoxun was basically very well-behaved and obedient as he kissed his knuckles, not doing anything else unnecessary, but his breath was hot and moist, which made Xue Yu almost unable to resist grabbing his hair. He stopped watching the strange scene of his fingers being kissed and looked out the window with a flushed face.

He didn't know what he saw, but his whole delicate and soft body trembled in shock, and his eyelashes trembled pitifully.

Song Raoxun's house is a flat building, and the window faces a vast expanse of fields that stretches as far as the eye can see.

The grass is green and lush, the farmers work hard, and the fields are becoming more vibrant under their cultivation. The farmers wearing straw hats are divided into two groups, one group throws cooked vegetables into bamboo baskets, and the other group cultivates crops.

In addition, he also saw Cheng Chi at the window. He was holding a hoe full of soil in his hand. He didn't know when he stopped doing farm work.

The man in a rough coat and short skirt stiffened his neck, as if he was staring in a daze, his motionless eyes blazing with fire. He looked at the young widow who was clinging to Song Raoxun in the most seductive way, and at the slender finger that had been kissed to a light pink.

For a moment, he wanted to rush in and see what it felt like.

It must be sweet.

That young widow even smells sweet.

The fingers must be sweet too.

Cheng Chi's stunned gaze made Xue Yu's face quickly turn red. He could maintain a frivolous, coquettish personality in front of Song Raoxun as required by the system, but that didn't mean he wanted others to see it.

Retracting the damp finger, Xue Yu suppressed his trembling voice and pretended to be calm: "...Close the curtain."

Song Raoxun followed his gaze and saw Cheng Chi.

Seeing Xue Yu's unnatural expression, Song Raoxun did not dare to be negligent. He stood up and nodded to Cheng Chi, then pulled the thin curtains on both sides towards the middle.

The room darkened, blocking Cheng Chi's fiery, uncomfortable sight.

…

The gaze of the uninvited guest interrupted the beauty of the room.

Xue Yu's face was red as he wiped his soft, white fingertips with a tissue.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Raoxun thought that he was very concerned about being seen, so he whispered awkwardly, "I don't know if he is here. Usually, his family only comes out to work in the afternoon."

Only Cheng Chi's land was closest to them. They had to go to the town to buy things during the day and only came to the fields to do farm work in the afternoon. He don't know why they came early today.

Xue Yu threw the tissue into the trash can and was about to say something when there was a sudden, powerful knock on the door.

Song Raoxun frowned, and after a moment he got up to open the door.

The person who came was Cheng Chi. He was carrying a basket of things in his strong arms. He was talking to Song Raoxun, but his eyes kept glancing inside.

Like looking for someone.

Song Raoxun frowned again and reminded him for the second time: "Why don't you come in?"