The 1970s Little Village Girl [Through the Book]

33

The summer wind blew gently, blowing up He Fengjiao's freshly washed hair. The soft hair fluttered on He Dong's arm, itching and numb, as if an electric current flowed through every nerve, making him confused for a moment.

He Fengjiao's hair fragrance is very special, different from the shampoo soap He Min bought.

Each strand of her hair seems to exude a fruity fragrance, like peaches, but not like the peaches he picked in the mountains.

It is the kind of peach fragrance with a sweet taste, which makes people want to get closer when they smell it, tempting and sweet.

He Dong subconsciously leaned towards the hair that haunted him...

"I promised you, I will definitely do it."

He Fengjiao looked at He Dong, who was only two fists away. Although his expression was serious, it still did not damage his handsomeness.

His black eyes flashed with star-like light, full of tenderness and tolerance.

His tall figure had a strong sense of oppression. When he looked down at her, people could not help but feel their heartbeats speed up and their faces blush.

He had a fierce expression just now, but as long as she acted coquettishly, he would compromise unconditionally.

Isn't this clearly letting her do whatever she wants and be spoiled?

He Fengjiao ignored her thundering heartbeat, and the force on her wrist that was holding her still didn't relax.

The two of them were breathing very close, so close that He Fengjiao could feel the heat radiating from He Dong's hot body, which was even hotter than this summer night.

He Fengjiao bumped into He Dong's deep black eyes, which had long since turned into gentle ones, and smiled and said, "You said that yourself."

"Then smile now."

He Fengjiao's voice was very soft, but her breath was like a ball of cotton, tightly surrounding her.

He Dong looked at the tenderness in his arms that was about to cover him in the next second, and suddenly he regained his senses. The next second, he let go of He Fengjiao's slippery wrist like an electric shock, and quickly took two steps back.

Only the sweat on his palms told him that he almost made a huge mistake just now.

He Fengjiao looked at He Dong's reaction, and a feeling of loss filled her heart. She immediately said aggrievedly: "You scared me just now!"

He Dong's expression was solemn, and he slowly clenched his hands: "Sorry."

"Then smile quickly!"

He Dong met He Fengjiao's expectant eyes, and immediately felt a sense of regret.

Why is it like this again?

He had clearly decided not to bother her again.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, He Fengjiao said, "Look at you, you said you didn't lie to me! Now you lie to me again!"

"I didn't lie to you." He Dong said softly, "It's just too late now, you should go home quickly."

It was past ten o'clock, if it weren't for the villagers working at night, they would have fallen asleep long ago, after all, they would have to get up at five or six o'clock tomorrow morning to go to work.

He Fengjiao muttered, "It's all because of you!"

Although I don't know whether He Dong was really busy in the past half month or deliberately avoiding her.