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Chapter 854 The little widow of the wild man 5

"Steal, steal something?" She seemed to be frightened, with a hint of panic in her beautiful eyes, "Sorry, I don't know, because this place is not fenced, so I thought..."

She was a little embarrassed because she was regarded as a thief, and the extreme shame made her fair cheeks gradually turn red.

Just like a ripe apple, it will be very crisp and sweet when you bite it.

Qin Tianyi stared at her face without saying a word.

I saw her very obediently handing over all the sweet potatoes she had dug out and put in the bamboo basket.

"I just took, took a little..."

She put the sweet potatoes back on the ground, her eyes still reluctant to leave.

Qin Tianyi's eyes glanced at the sweet potatoes on the ground, and then moved to her hands.

Those beautiful and slender fingers as white as green onions became dirty because they were stained with mud.

For some reason, Qin Tianyi had a strange thought in his mind.

She felt like she shouldn't be doing such menial work.

She should be held in the palm of the hand, protected in the heart, pampered and raised!

Qin Tianyi felt that he was really crazy, but he was just a woman he had only met twice.

He tried to keep his face cold, but he didn't know that even if he didn't show a cold expression, his fierce look would be enough to scare others.

Sure enough, when the little lady saw that he didn't speak and his expression was still so ugly, she was so frightened that her eyes turned red.

"I, I really don't know this is your place. My mother doesn't let me ask about other people's conditions, nor does she let me go out..."

She was so frightened that she could not speak coherently, and her voice was trembling: "No, don't send me to the Yamen..."

That soft voice was full of fear.

It was as if if he were any louder, she would cry.

Qin Tianyi's body stiffened instantly, and the indifference he had just pretended solidified on his face.

I heard her whimpering softly, as if she wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, and reluctantly handed over the only wooden hairpin on her body that seemed to be valuable.

"I, I will compensate you, don't send it to the Yamen."

As a result, Qin Tianyi's attention was on the words 'I will compensate you'.

When I came back to my senses, I realized that the wooden hairpin seemed worthless, but it was carved from fine sandalwood.

"No need." Because he was afraid of scaring her to tears, Qin Tianyi's voice became softer unconsciously, "I won't do it next time."

Seeing that he didn't want it, the little lady became frightened.

"I, I have nothing else to give you! This wooden hairpin is actually very valuable, it is fine sandalwood..."

"I know, no need."

But when the little lady heard this, she became even more uneasy and looked at him hesitantly.

Qin Tianyi was puzzled by her strange reaction at first, but soon remembered that she hid in the mountains in disheveled clothes last night, and suddenly realized her situation.

She was afraid that he would make other unreasonable demands.

She thinks so because all the men in the village treat her like this!

At this moment, a feeling of irritability and violence emerged in his heart that he had not seen for a long time.

"I don't need anything." Qin Tianyi tried his best to keep his voice from sounding cold, "Just don't come here again."

"Really...don't want anything?"

"Don't want anything."

The little lady stared at him for a while, and finally put down the guard on her face until she was completely sure that he would not make any shameless demands.

Qin Tianyi suddenly became unhappy again.

It’s so easy to believe someone else’s words. What if the other person just wants to trick her into letting her guard down?!

"You..." He wanted to say something, but soon remembered that he had no position to say anything, so he took back what he said.

I saw the little delicate woman carrying the bamboo basket and limping away.


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