When Sanjun saw Haiyan lying on the grass, he was no longer interested. He was still thinking of Wang Wen and his wife Narcissus.
"What's wrong with you? I'll get it for you!" Haiyan said.
"Haiyan, no more. My hands still hurt and I'm not in the mood." Sanjun lied.
"If you don't want it, then don't." Haiyan sat up, "Do you think I'm really begging you for it? Hoe the weeds!" Haiyan said, standing up, taking the hoe and digging into the soil.
The three armies saw Haiyan entering the soil, lying on the grass by himself, closing his eyes and thinking about his thoughts.
Sanjun thought about the scenes of Narcissus making out with him again and again. These scenes were very romantic and touching. In the romantic scenes, the male protagonist was changed, and he was replaced by Wang Wen. The scene where a person was replaced made Sanjun's heart feel like there were millions of hearts.
The ants were chewing, and he was so irritated that he really wanted to touch his head against a stone. He couldn't bear the torture, so he suddenly yelled "Ah!", sat up and hit his head with both hands.
His voice was explosive, and the "Ah" sound echoed in the air, making the birds in the mountains and woods fly up.
Haiyan was so frightened by his "Ah" that her heart almost jumped out of her chest. She saw Sanjun beating her head repeatedly, and hurried to his side, grabbing his fist, "Sanjun, what's wrong with you? Sanjun
, don’t scare me!” As she said that, she held Sanjun’s head and stroked it gently with her hands, “Sanjun, please be quiet for a while and don’t think about unhappy things.”
Under Haiyan's touch, Sanjun's heart slowly calmed down, and he felt the warmth of a mother. He looked at Haiyan and said, "I was so annoyed just now, and my head felt like it was going to explode."
"Army, I know that Narcissus scolded you, hit you, and kicked you. You have been silently enduring it, with a lot of resentment gathering in your heart. She scolded, hit, and kicked you, but you still have to go to accompany Wang Wen.
You have all these things gathered in your heart. If they gather too much, they will naturally explode. Once you shout and explode, you will feel better." Haiyan comforted her son like a mother.
After hearing this, the three armies thought that these grievances had indeed gathered together. Haiyan's words touched his heart, and his accumulated grievances needed to be exploded. At the same time, he needed comfort. Haiyan gave him comfort and warmth, and he felt
Much more comfortable.
Haiyan put Sanjun's head on her chest and stroked his face, "Sanjun, although you have grievances, we can't blame Narcissus. She is in more pain than us. She needs to vent her grievances more. He scolded you,
Hitting you and kicking you are all deserved."
The three armies rested their heads on Haiyan's chest and looked at Haiyan's quiet face with open eyes, "Haiyan, you are so kind. In fact, you are also in pain, but you comfort me and understand Narcissus. Haiyan, I am not only devoted to you.
I want you, and I also like to chat with you, or just lie on top of you quietly like this."
Haiyan looked down at Sanjun, smiled, and gently stroked Sanjun's face, "Sanjun, people's emotions are complicated. Sometimes, you know clearly that you shouldn't do something, but you can't control your emotions.
It’s a mountain of knives, when you go up, it’s a sea of fire, when you come down. People, it’s too complicated.”
"Hmm. Haiyan, how can you think of things so well? Have you also read a lot of books with Wang Wen?" Sanjun's eyes were full of curiosity.
"I rarely read. It was Wang Wen who reminded me of the complexity of human beings. You name him, he looks polite on the surface, but what about his heart? I saw him several times with his glasses slipping when facing beautiful women.
After he got down, he didn't push her up. Instead, he turned over his glasses and peeked at the woman's breasts through the lenses. His external performance was completely different from his inner performance." Haiyan said and smiled, and this smile was a bit helpless.
"Haiyan, tell me, I like to hear your analysis of people's personality traits!" There was a smile on Sanjun's face.
"Take what happened to us this time as an example! After I went back, he acted as if nothing had happened. Is he really so generous? No! I think he may be even dirtier than us! We dare to face it,
Dare to love! What about him? He was thinking about Narcissus and did not show it to anyone. He took this opportunity and still hid the joy in his heart, but still acted very dissatisfied, as if he was looking for a balance. Many times when he was doing this with me, he would
To cover up his true feelings. Alas, let’s not talk about him anymore.” Haiyan comforted the three armies, but she sighed.
"Okay, let's not talk about him anymore." Sanjun took Haiyan's hand, cradled the breast on Haiyan's chest with his head, and smiled, "Haiyan, I feel so comfortable and soft."
"You're thinking of bad things again, aren't you?" Haiyan looked at the three armies and smiled.
"Yeah. I want to spoil you." The three armies also laughed.
"If you want to be bad, be bad! We are both bad people anyway." Haiyan smiled and put the hands of the three armies on her face, "Being less bad and being more bad are both bad."
The three armies touched Haiyan's face with their hands, lifted their heads from Haiyan's chest, and pushed Haiyan down on the grass. "Yes, he is a bad guy anyway. Let us bad guys do bad things." With that, he rode on the horse.
He took Haiyan's body, untied her clothes, grabbed her two breasts with both hands, and said while squeezing: "I am a bad guy riding a horse."
Haiyan laughed below.
After a tumble, the three armies and Haiyan all lay flat on the grass, looking at the flowing clouds in the sky and saying some insignificant words.
The three soldiers did not go into the soil all afternoon, and when the sun was still high, he went home with a hoe on his shoulder.
Haiyan let him go first for about ten minutes, then she got up from the grass and returned home.
At night, each of the six people in the three families was thinking about his own thoughts.
The three armies did not dare to speak, thinking about when Shuixian would go to see Wang Wen. The resentment in Shuixian's heart had already been vented. She ignored the three armies and only thought about getting close to the village king tomorrow morning and meeting Wang Wen the day after tomorrow.
He repaid the romantic debt caused by the injustice of the three armies.
Haiyan had dinner and slept on the bed. She thought about the tenderness and madness with the three armies, and also about Wang Wen and Narcissus. However, she could not imagine what they would be like. She fantasized about their scenes, and then
They were denied one by one.
Xueer had already sent a signal of love to Zheng Shuang. However, Zheng Shuang was vague and politely refused. Xueer was not in the mood to watch TV. She lay in bed thinking that Zheng Shuang was getting farther and farther away from her recently.
.
She thought about the medicine her father gave her and her perseverance, and whether Zheng Shuang would change the status quo because of the change in her appearance. Of course, she also thought about whether the legend told by her father and mother would fail?
The village king thought about his agreement with Narcissus tomorrow morning, and felt guilty for Xue'er in his heart. He thought that there had been too many romantic encounters recently, and he was a little overwhelmed.
The scene of Yunque, Shuihua, Qingsu, Qin Wei, and Narcissus getting close to him kept replaying in the village king's mind. He really felt a little powerless.