The quiet night is like a picture of love; Rows of houses resemble sleeping babies; Surrounded by fields and trees, like a cradle, gently rocking; The croaking of a frog is like a lullaby of a mother soothing her child to sleep, harmonious and beautiful.

The night is gradually sinking, the moonlight is slanting, and the silver-white moonlight is all over the ancient city, like a thin pajamas like green yarn, soft as water waves.

After Song Anyang easily snatched the doll from the man's hand, he was extremely nervous and held the doll in his hand, and said with an unnatural face: "You drank wine, go to bed early." ”

When the words fell, the woman didn't say anything more, turned around and wanted to leave.

But when the man saw the woman's appearance, his originally calm and natural eyes were dyed with a sense of interest, he reached out and grabbed the woman's arm, the corners of his mouth pursed into a smile, and he asked: "Yours?" ”

The man's meaning was that he was referring to the doll in Song Anyang's hand.

Hearing this, Song Anyang's face was slightly stunned, he turned his back to the man and didn't look back, hesitated in his heart for a long time, then turned his head to stare at the man, and replied quite calmly: "Yes." After that, the woman paused, and then said, "Before." ”

Song Anyang originally thought that this kind of thing couldn't be seen by Pei Yue, but now that the man saw it, she might as well admit it generously.

When the man saw the woman admitting it, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually opened wantonly, and with a slight force in his hand, he pulled the woman back, reached out and grabbed the doll in the woman's hand, and looked at it quite seriously.

The hair is tied well, but the lines of the clothes are not very well handled, but it should be done by Song Anyang himself.

Feeling that the woman did it herself, Pei Yue suddenly restrained the smile on her face, and said a rather serious accusation: "Rough." When the words fell, the man let go and returned the doll to the woman.

Seems extremely disdainful.

Song Anyang originally felt that the doll should not be shown to Pei Yue, but this man accused her of being rough, which made her annoyed, holding the doll in both hands, and asked in an angry voice: "Where is it rough?" ”

At the moment, this doll is Song Anyang's most proud work.

I was very angry when I was told that I was rough.

When the man saw the woman asking, there was a hint of interest in his eyes, he lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the doll in the woman's hand, and told her patiently: "Everywhere is rough." ”

The man's words were so angry that Song Anyang immediately blew up, feeling annoyed, but he didn't want to talk about the doll with the man, so he turned his head and put the doll in the drawer of the desk.

Song Anyang put her doll on the desk, Pei Yue stood straight aside, and said with great interest: "Take it back to the capital together when you leave." ”

The man's mellow and charming voice carries a thick banter.

It's nice to have a doll, and you can do it if you don't have toss.

Song Anyang felt that the men were teasing her and hidden, but she was really annoyed, she raised her eyes and stared at the man, her lips moved, and she wanted to refute the man's words.

But after hesitating, Song Anyang didn't say anything, stood sullenly, and only mentioned: "I'll take a bath." After finishing speaking, Song Anyang turned his head and walked to the wardrobe to look for clothes.

When the man saw that the woman was avoiding this, he did not press her again, but felt a little tired, and turned to lie down on the small double bed in the room.

After the man got down, not long after, Song Anyang came back after taking a bath.

The first thing the woman saw was the person who lay on the bed without taking a bath, and felt a little sloppy, so she hurriedly walked to the edge of the bed, and asked carefully: "You don't take a bath?" ”

The woman's voice was not loud, but she looked a little annoyed, and she reached out to pull the man up.

Pei Yue stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Anyang, making him sleep in his arms, and his actions were done in one go.

Song Anyang was dragged down by the man, and his nose was immediately filled with the smell of wine on the man's body, which was so heavy.

The smell was too strong, which made Song Anyang a little uncomfortable, and struggled to think about it.

At this time, Pei Yue slowly spoke: "You help me change my clothes and wipe the sweat on my body." The man's voice was a little tired, as if he was extremely tired.

The man's words made Song Anyang's face slightly stunned, and he looked at the man's face when he fell asleep, and he was indeed very tired.

Thinking of this, Song Anyang pondered in his heart for a while, then nodded and agreed to the man's request.

Song Benyang has no experience in helping men wipe their bodies, and after fetching water, he put the basin aside and went to pick up the man's clothes, first unbuttoning them, and then pants.

Song Anyang didn't take off the man's clothes quickly, and he was a little nervous, feeling the rise and fall of the man's chest, Song Anyang's face was dyed with a bright red.

After taking off his clothes, Song Anyang wrung a towel and began to help the man wipe his sweat carefully, slowly, and seriously.

The man was teased a few times because of the woman's action of wiping sweat, but he still lay down very calmly.

It's just that when she helped the man wipe his sweat to his lower abdomen, the man suddenly reached out and clasped her hand.

Then, he took the person into his arms, and shouted in a low voice: "Anyang." The voice is not loud, the tone is abrupt, and the intention is obvious.

Song Anyang, who felt that something was wrong, lost his mind for a moment; But I felt that I shouldn't be at home, so I struggled in the man's arms to figure it out.

However, if the man didn't let go, Song Anyang's struggle would undoubtedly not play any role.

The two of them just held each other for a moment.

Just when Song Anyang was entangled and depressed, she suddenly heard the man's even low sound in her ears, and immediately found that the man was asleep like this.

Thinking of this, Song Anyang gently raised his eyes and looked up, and when he saw the man's natural and peaceful face, Song Anyang was sure that Pei Yue really fell asleep after calling her.

And I slept a little deeply.

Seeing this situation, Song Anyang didn't say anything more, and wanted to try to get out of the man's arms, so he reached out and gently pulled the man's hand around her waist and slowly unsheathed it.

Then, he slowly stood up and came out of the man's arms.

But as soon as she stood up straight, she was dragged back by the man.

The man didn't open his eyes, but said in a low voice, "Just sleep like this." ”

The feeling of sleeping like this is not very good, but it makes each other not disgusted, and they both feel good.

Song Anyang was dragged back by the man, his eyes were slightly stunned, he didn't struggle, he just hesitated for a long time, then he closed his eyes gently, and according to the man's words, he just fell asleep in the man's arms.

On the first day that Pei Yue and Song Anyang returned to their hometown, they were unaccustomed to the soil.

When he got up in the morning, Pei Yue felt a little weak in the four branches, not only that, but there were also some small red rashes on his arms.

Pei Yue, who had never encountered this situation, originally wanted someone to send a doctor over, but because of the appearance of Song Jiancheng, Pei Yue had to accept the smelting of the soil method.