After entering the book, the Prime Minister's legs softened

Chapter 8

5 The wet clothes stick to the charming curves_After entering the book, the prime minister teased her and her legs softened

Warmth. Because of the work, her forehead was covered with sweat, her hair was sticking to it, and her fair and delicate skin was covered with a touch of clouds, which made her eyes even more sparkling and charming.

　　Wen Jian's heart was suddenly filled with a dense and strange feeling, numb and tingling. This feeling was not bad, but as long as he thought of her and her parents teaming up to cheat on her marriage, that feeling was replaced by rising irritability.

　　He couldn't figure out the feeling, and when he reacted, he had already snatched the machete from her little hand, and said with his eyelids drooping and not looking at her, "The Wen family has never asked women to do heavy work. I'll do it!"

　　How could he, a normal man, let his wife work so hard? Even if she was not his real wife, it was not allowed.

　　The content is not finished yet, continue reading on the next page. Ji Sang said "Hey", and then he saw the man had rolled up his wide sleeves, revealing two strong arms. He quickly cut the bamboo with his hands and feet. The exposed muscle lines expanded and contracted with his powerful movements. He was clearly a gentleman with a refined and elegant bookish air, and at this moment he exuded a strong hormone smell. Ji Sang was stunned for a moment...

　　Wen Jian raised his eyes unexpectedly and met her fascinated eyes. Ji Sang's heart suddenly panicked, and his red face turned away awkwardly. He said something to make conversation, "You...you go first...I...I'll go see my mother."

　　After that, he ran away.

　　Wen Jian stared at her back until she ran into the kitchen and then retracted his gaze. His thin lips couldn't help but slightly raised. When he came to his senses, he was secretly annoyed.

　　What is he laughing at here alone? !

　　When the family sat together for dinner in the evening, Wen Jian, for the first time, picked up a piece of green vegetables for Ji Sang. After picking it up, she was stunned for a moment, but she didn't show it on her face. She just lowered her head to eat.

　　Ji Sang looked at the extra leaves in the bowl, and then looked at the intriguing smile given by her mother-in-law.

　　Obviously, there was nothing between her and Wen Jian, but her thin ears still turned red...

　　The next day, Ji Sang went to the back mountain again.

　　The weather looked gloomy in the morning.

　　The content is not finished, continue reading on the next page. Wen Jian saw that she was going to the back mountain again, and hurriedly stood up from the desk, "The weather outside is not good, it should rain today."

　　Ji Sang looked outside. Wen Jian had basically split all the bamboo in the past two days, but she wanted to cut some more. When she followed her teacher to complete papermaking in high school, the technology she used was still relatively modern. Now the tools on hand are very old. She was afraid that she would not succeed in one go, so it would always be good to have more bamboo in reserve.

　　She turned her dark eyes to Wen Jian, "It's okay, I'll be back soon."

　　Wen Jian could see that Ji Sang was not what the village said. She had her own ideas and was a person who liked to stick to her ideas. This kind of person seemed to have a natural magnet, which attracted him little by little...

　　Wen Jian frowned and thought for a while, "Otherwise... I'll go to the back mountain with you. If it rains, you can take care of me."

　　"Then you won't study today?"

　　Wen Jian had already gone to the yard to carry the basket, and went to the kitchen to get two freshly made cakes in the morning, "It's okay not to study for one day." Ji Sang

　　usually followed Wen Zheng to the back mountain. When Wen Zheng went to chop firewood, she was busy in the bamboo forest. Today, there was suddenly a man beside her, and she felt inexplicably at ease.

　　"Okay, let's go."

　　The two of them went out of the yard one after the other.

　　The content is not finished, continue reading on the next page. The weather is getting colder, and there are not many people on the small road at this time.

　　It started to rain when they were only halfway there.

　　Wen Jian knew there was a dilapidated temple on the side of the road, so he dragged Ji Sang to hide from the rain. They finally reached the temple, soaked through, and shivered with cold wind.

　　Ji Sang's face was wet, his hair was wet and stuck to his face, and his dark eyes were full of apology when he looked at the man who was also soaked, "... Wen Jian, I'm sorry... I should have listened to you." Although

　　Wen Jian looked embarrassed, he was a man after all, and he was much better at beating Ji Sang.

　　He listened to her apology and lowered his eyes to look at her. He was about to say nothing, but he saw that her soaked clothes were tightly attached to her proud curves. She had just run a little fast, and her clothes were slightly loose, revealing a large area of ​​white and tender skin at her crotch. She was probably too cold, so she suddenly wrapped her arms around herself to keep herself warm. From his angle, he saw that her shivering collarbone formed a charming line, with water on it, and the water droplets slid down and instantly disappeared in her deep vagina...

　　His breathing suddenly sank, and his voice was hoarse and fiery, "...Ji Sang."

　　"...Huh?"

　　"I y."