When facing her alone, the jealousy and anger on Mo Bei's face were not hidden.
Just chatting with Wang Liang for a few days, Gu Anran really didn't know where Mo Bei's strong insecurity came from.
Mo Bei's appearance and temperament are clearly incomparable to Wang Liang's. Why is Mo Bei so unsure of himself?
Mo Bei held her hands and pulled him very close, lowered his head, looked into her beautiful eyes and went crazy with jealousy: "Tell me, what are you talking about? Why are we so close to each other? And you said
See you later? You agreed to meet again in the future? What did your reluctant eyes mean when he left?"
Which eye did Mo Bei see her looking at Wang Liang so longingly? Is she blind or is there something wrong with her brain? She doesn't want to see her husband, who is so handsome, instead of looking at someone who is not as good-looking as him.
After just chatting for a few words, Mo Bei's eyes made him want to eat him. If he was told that this man had just threatened her with a knife, wouldn't Mo Bei break his legs?
"You... aren't so angry, are you? He was just a guy who came in to carry the rain. We chatted for a while, and he told me some interesting things that happened in their village recently. Why are you so angry? Besides,
Isn't the word 'see you later' just a common mantra?"
"There is no man in the whole town who is more handsome than you! I face a handsome guy like you every day, how can other men catch my eye?"
"Really?" Mo Bei's expression eased slightly after hearing this.
"Of course it's true! Your face is ready for your debut!" Gu Anran struck while the iron was hot, raised his hands and pressed them on Mo Bei's cheeks, rubbing them back and forth, crushing his cold expression into pieces.
Mo Bei asked in confusion: "What is debut?"
Gu Anran tilted her head and admired Mo Bei's appearance and said, "You're just going to be an artist! You can act on TV or something like that. If you make your debut, there will be a lot of girls who will like you!"
Mo Bei shook his head, "I'm not debuting. I don't care if others like me. I just want you to like me."
"Fool, you are my husband! If I don't like you, who else can you like?" Gu Anran raised her toes and pressed a kiss on Mo Bei's cheek. Seeing that he finally showed a satisfied smile, she pursed her lips and hummed.
Said: "You're not angry this time? Can you wipe the water off your body?" #@$&
The corners of Mo Bei's mouth turned up and he said "hmm" obediently.
…
When Wang Liang reached the corner, he was pulled over by Song Gao, who was waiting in the alley wearing a raincoat.
"How's it going? Did you get the money?"
Wang Liang shook off Song Gao's hand and said: "Thankfully you are still related to me! What kind of bad ideas are you giving me? How can you help me? Are you trying to put me in a cell?
Tweet it! It doesn’t make any sense to me if you have any relatives in the future!”%&(&
Song Gao yelled unhappily: "What's your attitude? I'm kind-hearted to help you with advice! If it weren't for the fact that we are somewhat related, why should I care about your nonsense?"
If he really wanted to take care of it, he wouldn't have come up with such a bad idea! Wang Liang was woken up by Gu Anran. Song Gao was playing with him!
Wang Liang could still tolerate Song Gao after seeing clearly his face? He pointed at Song Gao and cursed: "You are a bullshit relative! It took eighteen turns on the mountain road to get such a relationship! From today on, you Song Gao
I am nothing like Wang Liang!"
"Are you crazy? Do you dare to talk to me like this? I'm giving you face, right?" Song Gao was dissatisfied with the way Wang Liang pointed at him, and he pushed Wang Liang aside angrily.
Wang Liang no longer spoils him. He finally understands that others have good jobs and good conditions, but they belong to others after all. It is better for him to work harder to please and envy others.
So when Song Gao continued to attack Wang Liang as before, Wang Liang unexpectedly jumped up and slapped him on the head with his hands.
Song Gao came to his senses after being slapped several times by Wang Liang, and the two rolled into a ball in the narrow alley.
…
The light rain was pouring down, and Gu Anran stood by the window and looked at the village outside that was washed by the rain.
First came the heavy rain, and then the continuous light rain. This kind of rain caused the roof of almost every household to leak. All the available buckets and basins were put to use and placed in the leaking area, making a ticking sound.
Not only does it leak, but low-lying houses also have water that cannot be drained out of the yard and floods into the house. In some cases, the bed can even be submerged.
If things continue like this, the crops in the fields will probably be damaged by water, and every household will be miserable and complaining. No one will be in the mood to appreciate the scenery in the rain.
Only Gu Anran would like to see this scene.
The mountains in the distance are filled with fairy spirit, and the village in front of you is mysterious and quiet.
"An Ran, let's go home. In today's weather, no one will come out to buy clothes. If we don't go back, the road will become increasingly muddy."
"good."
Mo Bei opened the umbrella and covered her completely, but he stood outside the umbrella. He said that he was already soaked and there was no need to open the umbrella anymore.
Gu Anran really underestimated how muddy the road was. Every time she took a step, her shoes fell off and she couldn't ride the bicycle. In the end, she had no choice but to listen to Mo Bei's words and leave the bicycle in the shop. She lay on his Ask him to carry it back on his back.
When passing by an alley, I heard a noise inside. Looking inside, I saw two people lying on the muddy road, wrestling with each other, and their bodies and faces were covered in mud.
When Mo Bei paused for a moment to look this way with Gu Anran behind his back, the two "clay figures" fighting unexpectedly stopped and looked towards them. His eyes seemed to recognize them.
Naturally, Gu Anran couldn't see their true faces under the mud, but Mo Bei could. His eyesight was already good. He could imprint everyone he saw in his mind. Even if only one pair of eyes was exposed, he could tell who the person was. He didn't know him.
What's more, these two people were no strangers to him. One was Song Gao, whom he had known since childhood, and the other was Wang Liang, who had just been kicked out by him.
Why did these two people get into a fight? Who cares? It’s better for both of them to lose!
Mo Bei glanced at them sideways, turning around and continuing to move forward with Gu Anran behind his back.
Gu Anran asked him curiously: "Who are those two people? How childish! Why don't you go home and fight here in this weather?"
"They are both mentally ill."
"Oh, it's true."
The terrain of Mo's house was slightly higher, so there wasn't much water in the yard, but there were a few leaks in the house. Mo Bei found a basin to catch the water, and when it was full, he poured the water into the yard.
Gu Anran was lying on the bed, squinting through the cloudy sky, watching Mo Bei tossing the rain in front of her eyes. She actually felt sleepy and fell asleep in a daze.
Although the sound of water dripping from the beams into the basin was annoying, Gu Anran slept fairly well because the weather was relatively cool.
But in her sleep, she seemed to hear someone crying loudly. This sound brought her back to reality from her sleep, and she opened her eyes.