Cheng Zitong frowned. He learned a trick... when a woman sits on the back seat of your motorcycle but doesn't want to hold your waist.
What he didn't know was that Fu Yuan'er knew those tricks very well and deliberately didn't give him a chance to use them.
The motorcycle moved forward in the wind, blowing the broken hair on Fu Yuan'er's temples.
There were many questions she should be thinking about, but her mind was blank.
Probably because I have so many thoughts that I can't think of anything.
So she didn't think about anything and spent the entire day doing the interview, trying her best to ignore the fact that Cheng Zi was with her.
In the evening, they returned to Brother Hao's home.
Mrs. Hao came out with a smile, and when she saw Cheng Zitong with them, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Then he said: "It's been a tiring day, come in and eat."
Mosquito incense has been lit in the house, and the dishes on the table are fragrant.
It was richer than yesterday, with four dishes and one soup, and the exaggeration was that there was a roast duck in the middle.
Brother Hao's two children stood at the door of the room, swallowing silently while looking at the dishes on the table.
"You guys come and eat together." Fu Yuan'er greeted them.
Aunt Hao quickly stopped her, "The crabs you didn't eat yesterday have been eaten by them. The main reason is that they are afraid of spoiling and wasting it. We can't let them eat them today."
"If you can't finish it today, it will be wasted." Fu Yuan'er smiled, "Anyway, I brought quite a lot."
As she said that, she glanced at Cheng Zi.
Sister-in-law Hao looked a little embarrassed, and the elder girl seemed to have noticed something.
Fu Yuan'er: If I don't see something, I will be a fool.
Cheng Zitong said calmly: "Let's all sit down and eat."
The table is a square table with a bench on each side. It is easy to distribute. Fu Yuan'er and Cheng Zitong each sit on a bench, and Brother Hao and his wife each sit on a bench with a child.
But Cheng Zitong pulled Fu Yuan'er to sit on the same bench.
Fu Yuan'er wanted to break away from his hand, but Mrs. Hao said, "It's good for the couple to sit together."
Fu Yuan'er was speechless for a while, and now Mrs. Hao no longer pretended not to know her.
She didn't argue and just sat on the same bench as Cheng Zi.
She was tired after a whole day, and since she had delicious food in front of her, she would not treat her stomach badly.
She first tore the roast duck open, gave two duck legs to the child, and put two pieces of duck wings into Brother Hao and his wife's bowl.
"This is not okay," Mrs. Hao waved her hands repeatedly, "This is not okay..."
Duck legs and wings are the most delicious parts of the duck. Cheng Zitong prepared them for Fu Yuan'er, how could they eat them!
But the food had already arrived in their bowls, and Mrs. Hao couldn't put it back rashly. She was at a loss for a moment.
"Sister-in-law Hao, you're welcome. Our reporters have to trouble you and brother every time they come over. This little food is nothing." Fu Yuan'er said with a smile.
"The village chief said that reporters came to interview to increase the popularity of our village, and it is our duty to entertain them well." Mrs. Hao's words were very simple.
"You have done a good job," Fu Yuan'er nodded, "What you have to do now is to eat well."
She picked up the duck neck and chewed it with relish.
When Mrs. Hao and her family saw that she was eating deliciously, they stopped being polite and started eating together.
"It's delicious!" the child exclaimed sincerely.
"It's actually very easy to do. Auntie will teach you when you have time." Fu Yuan'er said happily, but she couldn't help but sigh deeply in her heart.
After dinner was finished, Mrs. Hao immediately said: "You guys have a rest and the bath water will be boiled soon."
"No need to bother," Fu Yuan'er stood up and said, "When I came back, I saw a creek not far away, and I wanted to take a bath in the creek."
"Stream
It’s cold at night.” Mrs. Hao was worried that city people wouldn’t be able to bear it.
Fu Yuan'er smiled: "I also use cold water for swimming at home, and the water quality is not half as good as here."
Sister-in-law Hao was very happy to hear her praise of this place, so she stopped being polite and said, "Mr. Cheng, please accompany me. The stream must be illuminated at night to avoid snakes."
Fu Yuan'er:......
Mrs. Hao said this, and she couldn't refuse Cheng Zitong to follow.
The two of them walked out of the courtyard and walked to the creek.
There was silence in the mountains, except for the moonlight, which cast another layer of light on the silence.
"Why didn't you ask me how I knew you were here?" Cheng Zitong broke the silence.
Fu Yuan'er was amused: "Do you even need to ask?"
He would find out after asking someone from the newspaper office.
There is no need to ask about what happened yesterday and today.
The food and the tub-like wooden bucket that Sister Hao used to entertain her were all delivered by him in advance.
Mr. Li will take the initiative to come over this morning, and of course it was arranged by him.
But, she didn't want to ask why he did this.
With the traffic conditions here, it is very laborious to do this.
If she asked, he would just answer, I want you to feel more comfortable, and Cheng Zitong's women can't be wronged.
"You seem to be very interested in Mr. Li who was hoeing today?" Suddenly he changed the subject.
Mr. Li from hoeing?
"Please, they are growing mushrooms, and Mr. Li came back specifically to build his hometown." She corrected him.
Cheng Zitong's eyes flickered, and the admiration in her words splashed into his eyes.
Suddenly, he grabbed her arm and pulled her in front of him, staring at her with his handsome eyes.
She didn't know why she had offended him?
"It's not difficult to grow mushrooms, I can grow mushrooms too." He said this fiercely.
Fu Yuan'er's beautiful eyes widened and she couldn't help but laugh.
It turns out that he doesn't like her admiring Mr. Li and is fighting against it.
"Then you slowly figure out how to grow mushrooms," she took his hand away, "and help me keep the wind at bay."
The creek has arrived, and she is ready to bathe in it.
She took off her thin coat first, and when she was about to take off the short sleeves underneath, she noticed something was wrong.
Turning around, he saw Cheng Zi and his arms folded, looking at her intently.
"Aren't you going to look out for me?" she asked.
"I've seen it, there's no one here." He didn't even turn his eyes.
"You should look around while I'm undressing, because when your attention is on me, you can't see anyone else."
A suspicious red color appeared on Cheng Zitong's cheeks, "Who said that!"
"I said so." She looked at him insistently.
Cheng Zitong pursed his lips tightly, then strode forward to her side, and took off his clothes with a few strokes.
"I'll go into the water with you and help you block it." He said as if she had suffered a big loss.
Fu Yuan'er gave him a speechless look and jumped into the water with a plop.
It is said to be a creek, and the widest and longest part is larger than the swimming pool at home.
The water was a bit cold at first, but after Fu Yuan'er got used to it, it was much more comfortable than the swimming pool at home.
Because the water here is cool and sweet, it's almost like a mountain spring water SPA.
Finally, she had enough fun and stuck her head out of the water.
She wiped some water from her face and looked up. President Cheng was standing in front of a big rock in the water, calm and calm, and he soaked the mountain spring into a hot spring.
She swam to him and asked, "Aren't you cold?"
Cheng Zitong didn’t think so
He raised his eyebrows naturally.
It was a bit cold, but he could bear it.
"Take it easy, the transportation here is not convenient, and it will be troublesome if you catch a cold." After saying that, she prepared to go swimming again.
But his arm was pulled by him, and she ran directly into his arms. His big palms went down and hugged her slender waist.
"Words alone are not enough to express concern." There was a wicked smile in the corner of his eyes, and his hard lips pressed down involuntarily.
She struggled to push him away: "Do you know where this is? Someone can pass by at any time."
"At this time, all the birds in the mountains are asleep."
He didn't allow her to struggle and push forward, letting her feel how hard he endured.
Her figure swimming in the water under the moonlight was like a mermaid, which had already awakened his deep desire.
She wanted to get away, but her body was automatically conscious and did not resist his approach at all... She could only cling to his shoulders and let him mess around.
Gradually, her thoughts turned into mush, and all that was left in front of her was the swaying starry sky.
It took a long time for the violent movement to stop. There was nowhere to lean on in the stream, so she could only lean on his arms and breathe.
Under the moonlight, water droplets shimmered on her white skin, her long, moist black hair was scattered on her cheeks, and her red and swollen lips were all traces of him...
His eyes deepened, and the desire that had just been satisfied gathered again. Without thinking, he indulged himself and lowered his face again.
"Cheng Zitong..." She whispered delicately.
"Um?"
"don't want……"
"want."
The gurgling water once again carried the indistinguishable gasping sound away.
She was carried back to the bed by him. Her legs were really weak, especially the burning pain in that area, as if she was a little injured.
Drowsily, she felt a cool pain.
She reluctantly opened her eyes and saw that he was actually applying medicine to that area of her body... She instinctively retracted her legs.
He clasped her ankles to prevent her from moving, "It's a bit broken. Apply some medicine and it will be fine soon."
"No..." She was so embarrassed that her face turned red.
He gave her a funny look: "Is there anything else about you that I haven't seen?"
"Shut up!" She scolded him in a low voice.
He put the ointment aside and lay on the bed to hug her, "Fu Yuan'er, don't act coquettishly to me." There was a hint of patience in his voice.