Huang Siyao entered the courtyard at the front gate of the Lin family, which was actually a small garden. The garden has no brick walls and is surrounded by hedges. It seems natural and ecological. There are two rows of rhododendrons planted next to the path, which look bright and beautiful.

"How bright these flowers are!" Huang Siyao said.

Mrs. Lin smiled: "Let's pick some!" There are absolutely no fines here! ”

Saying that, she couldn't wait to pick some rhododendrons for Huang Siyao.

"Enough, enough!" Huang Siyao said busily.

They came to the little gate of the garden.

"Which way are you going?" Mrs. Lin asked.

"Over there in the woods."

Huang Siyao walked out of the fence and onto the path. Huang Siyao doesn't like this dense new forest, it makes people feel terrible and suffocating. She bowed her head and hurried away, thinking about Mrs. Lin's baby. That's really a little baby, but that child will definitely have a "figure-of-eight" leg in the future, like her father, who is beginning to show signs now, but maybe it will be straight. How warm, how beautiful, to have a child.

Look at Mrs. Lin's swagger, that is, Huang Siyao who shows off what she has, and she definitely won't have it.

That's right, Mrs. Lin is showing off her motherhood, which makes Huang Siyao feel a little jealous, but this is helpless.

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She awoke from her contemplation with a jerk, and screamed in fright, and a man appeared in front of her.

Looking at her, she found that it was Lee Kwang-suke, standing in front of her like a donkey, blocking her way.

"What's going on?" He said in surprise.

"Why are you here?" She asked, gasping.

"What about you? Got to the cottage? ”

"No, no! I went to Lin Tai's house at the entrance of the village. ”

He looked at her curiously, and she hung her head a little guiltily.

"Shall we go to the hut now?" His voice was a little reproachful.

"No, I can't go! I stayed at Mrs. Lin's house for a long time, and no one knew where I was. I've got to rush back, or it's going to be late......"

"Hide from me, huh?" A slightly mocking smile flashed across his face as he spoke.

"It's not! No! That's not what it means! Just ......"

"What else does it mean?" With that, he walked forward towards her, and took her in his arms with open arms. She felt his front body clinging to hers, full of energy.

"Oh, not now! Not now! She screamed, trying to push him away.

"Why not? Just six o'clock. It's not too late for you to leave after half an hour. Alright, alright! I miss you. ”

He hugged her tightly, and she felt that he couldn't wait.

Her inherent instinct was to fight for her freedom, but there was something strange in her body that kept her from moving. His body pressed so tightly to her that she didn't have the heart to fight anymore.

He looked around and said, "Come, come, come up here!" Walk through here! His keen gaze penetrated the dense plantation.

He looked back at her, and she saw that he was sharp-eyed, stern, and loveless. But by this time she could no longer control herself, and her limbs felt strangely heavy. She gave in and obeyed.

He dragged her through the stinging bushes, and after a hard time, he came to a clearing with a pile of branches. He threw a dry branch or two on the ground and spread his coat and waistcoat on it. She had to lie down, under a tree, like an animal. He thought very well and took care of her and made her lie down comfortably.

They became one, and it stirred up a new, excited ripple within her, which rippled and rippled, like a gentle flame, light as a feather, until it reached the wonderful apex, which scorched her, and melted her hot body completely. It felt like a bell, and the bell rang like ripples.

When he withdrew, she was still blooming, softly, like a rhododendron in bloom.

They lost consciousness, they didn't even realize each other, they lost themselves completely. In the end, he woke up first. He must shelter her now, forever.

She lay down, looking at the sky through the branches above her head, still unable to move. The surrounding forest was lush and silent, except for the dog, a little frightened, lying on the ground and burying his nose between his paws. He sat down on the branch again and silently took Huang Siyao's hand.

"Can you be in sync with other women like that?" Huang Siyao asked.

He looked at her and was amused. "I don't know," he said, "I don't know." I haven't communicated with anyone else. ”

She knew that what he didn't want to tell her, he would never tell her. She looked at his face, and the passion in her body began to ripple again. But she tried to restrain herself, because that would mean losing herself.

He put on his vest and coat and walked out of the bushes onto the path.

The last rays of the setting sun set over the treetops. "I'm not going with you," he said, "and it's better not to go." ”

She looked at him reluctantly before turning away. His dog was anxiously waiting for him to go, and he didn't seem to have much more to say, all that had to be said.

Huang Siyao slowly walked towards home, realizing that there was something deeper in his heart. She gave birth to another self in her body, burning and melting in her internal organs, gentle and sensitive.

Because of this ego, she admired him, loved him, and loved him so much that she walked with weak knees. Her internal organs are rippling with passion, and they all become vibrant. Because she loved him like an innocent maiden, she became delicate and powerless.

"It feels like being a kid!" She said to herself, "It's like having a child in your body." ”

That's true. It was as if her body, which had been closed, suddenly bloomed and filled with new life, which was almost a burden, but it felt beautiful.

"If I'm pregnant with a baby!" She thought, "Pregnant with a child is the same as keeping him in my body!" ”

Her limbs went soft at the thought of this. She understands that there is a world of difference between carrying a child for herself and carrying a child for a man she desires with all her body and soul. The former is, in a sense, ordinary, reproducible. But to conceive a child for a man who makes himself love so much and his body blooms! It made her feel reborn.

For her, passion is not new, what is new is the desire and love for him. She knew that she had been afraid of this, and if she loved him too much, she would lose herself, lose herself, and she didn't want to lose herself yet.

She feared her affection for him, but was unwilling to fight it immediately. She knew she was going to fight it, but not now.

So, in the process of new awakening, that long-lasting enthusiasm burned in her for a while. For a moment the man became small and pitiful, but he was only the carrier of special body parts, and when they fulfilled their duty, he would be crushed to pieces, like a wasp and a praying mantis.