Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 35

People in towns and villages love to eat fresh and crispy food, so the most planted field is white radish. Every time you dig white radish out of the ground, you will find it juicy.

Just like Pei Xueyu now.

He looks small, but his hands and feet are very slender. His fair cheeks are flushed, and his skin, as bright as a white radish, is shaking. When he looks at him with his misty eyes, it makes him feel particularly excited.

Song Raoxun was afraid that he would bump into something, so he used his big hands to support the back of his head, and lowered his head to serve those two lips, rubbing them until they were wet.

Xue Yu's usual calm and indifferent expression was completely broken at this moment. He grabbed the man's arm, shook his head wildly, and whispered vaguely: "... No, you won't try."

With a little tinnitus in his ears, he heard Song Raoxun's intermittent answer to him: "Okay, then I won't try it."

Xue Yu showed joy on his face. He was afraid that his hands which were wrapped around the man's neck would slip away weakly. He thought that he would be able to escape from the man's terrifying physical strength soon.

But he soon discovered that the gentleman was actually a bad person. He coaxed you with his mouth, but he kept doing what he was supposed to do. Xue Yu's eyes were red, and his voice was trembling: "You lied to me?"

Song Raoxun held the back of his head. He stopped pretending after being poked. He rubbed the back of his neck soothingly. Looking at the pitiful appearance of the young widow with tears in his eyes, his Adam's apple moved slightly and he said in a hoarse voice, "You said you liked it very much."

Xue Yu managed to gather a trace of consciousness, but it soon became scattered again. He uttered with difficulty: "Do you believe everything I say?"

As if he was afraid that he might not be able to anger him to death, the man pinched his soft fingertips and said in a low voice: "... Yeah."

The young widow is beautiful.

But his more handsome side was when he crawled forward helplessly, whimpering with fear in his throat, and was forced to sit back down by him, and could only kiss him flatteringly with his swollen lips, whispering that he couldn't eat any more.

Day and night are reversed.

Xue Yu hardly ever returned to his old house during this period. When he was conscious, he was either in the bathroom simply built with a few wooden boards, or on Song Raoxun's bed covered with a mat.

That bed can no longer be considered as just for sleeping.

…

The moment Xue Yu came out of Song Raoxun's house, he felt as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time.

He bit his lips shamefully and walked towards the old house softly as if he was walking on clouds. Before he left, he was pulled and moved a bit, and his vision was still unfocused. At this moment, he bumped into something hard and prickly, and he was unsteady for two or three seconds before he raised his face.

A muffled voice came from above: "...Xue Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Xue Yu narrowed his eyes, and Cheng Chi's face appeared in his sight.

Cheng Chi was wearing a simple coarse coat. He had just finished working in the fields. His face was steaming and his sweat glands were sensitively emitting sweat. The smell of sweat was not unpleasant, but rather a pure masculine aura.

He raised his elbow to wipe the sweat off his face, looking at the indescribably charming Xue Yu. His heart was pounding and his eyes were fixed on him. The next second he remembered that Xue Yu didn't like others looking at him like that, so he consciously looked away.