Chapter 581: The Village Flower Who Was Spoiled to the Sky (10)

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Tang Guo was next to the ground, accompanied Song Ye for a whole afternoon, and after drinking the water in the kettle, she ran home again, blew the water cool, and quickly brought it over.

Any man, when he is working, is watched intently by a beautiful woman, and from time to time he brings tea and water, but there is no way to hold it.

The people who went down to the ground together all found that today's Song Zhiqing was particularly fierce, and he did the work of three people by himself.

When the sun went down, Song Ye was already covered in sweat, he took the towel handed over by Tang Guo and wiped the dripping sweat clean.

Looking at Bai Shengsheng's little wife in front of him, he resisted the urge to go up and hug him.

Now he is eager to get the factory down as soon as possible, and in the future, he will concentrate on running the factory, so he will not have to go to the ground, his body will be clean, and he can hold his fragrant wife at any time.

Song Ye also felt a little speechless about his thoughts, he really didn't expect that the biggest reason why he was eager to set up a factory was that he could hug his daughter-in-law at any time, and if it was known, the big teeth of his father and fellow villagers would laugh off.

"Aye, why are you so far away from me?" Tang Guo asked knowingly, this man named Song Ye, she likes it, cute and innocent.

On Song Ye's handsome face, a wisp of red appeared, "I'm dirty, and I smell all over my body." ”

"Then you can hold me."

Song Ye looked at his dirty hands, and quickly shook his head, "Hands are dirty too." ”

"The road is uneven, Aye, if you don't hold me, I will accidentally fall, in case I stumble, fall, touch, I will be injured." Tang Guo held the kettle and said to Song Ye with a serious face.

System: The host is not starting to reason again.

Song Ye looked at the flat path, his expression was a little indescribable, he knew that his little wife was teasing him, but he was really thinking in his mind, what if there was really a small stone along the way, which was stepped on by Guoguo and fell on her?

He stood there a little hesitantly, the two of them spoke in a loud voice, and everyone on the same road heard it, and couldn't hold back laughing. They thought that Song Zhiqing ate the Tang Village flower, but they didn't expect that the Tang Village flower ate Song Zhiqing, which is worthy of the Tang Village flower.

"Song Zhiqing, you still have to take the village flowers with you, if you really knock on other people's little girls, you won't feel distressed at night."

"yes, yes, let's hold it, hold it, we don't laugh."

"Even if it's dirty, wouldn't it be better if you could wash it together later?"

Tang Guo smiled, "Everyone let you hold me, Song Zhiqing." ”

They all called him Song Zhiqing, Song Ye was afraid that she would be angry, so he hurriedly held his little wife's hand. Tang Guo was satisfied, and he got closer to him, and the two walked side by side. Knowing that Song Ye was definitely not used to being too close to her in a dirty way, she didn't have an inch of interest.

"I've already boiled hot water for you."

Song Ye frowned, "Don't do it next time, the hot water won't take much time, don't be tired." ”

The crowd of onlookers (hard to say): Hehe, I'm tired, I haven't heard that hot water can be tired, so I'm afraid they will die of exhaustion.

Chen Ying also blended in the crowd, looking at the relationship between the two in front of him, and what Song Ye said, he almost didn't bare his eyes.

She was mistaken, how could Song Ye be so good to women? Even if Tang Guo fished him out of the water before, he couldn't be so guilty, right? This can make Chen Ying jealous to death.

Tang Guo felt Chen Ying's gaze and whispered, "Ah Ye, is Chen Ying familiar with you, she is peeking at you?" ”

Song Ye's whole body tensed.

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