Yun Qiao picked several sweet-scented osmanthus flowers from the top, and climbed down again after a while.
She gave the flower branch to Xi Lanting and took out the bird eggs in her pocket to show him.
"Here you go." She said as if offering a treasure.
Xi Lanting took three osmanthus branches and two bird eggs in his hand, and was speechless for a long time: he got a lot of things, but it really can't be said that he got any advantage.
The daughter-in-law is so silly and cute, it really takes away a man's patience.
Xi Laoqi used all his restraint and did not complain about Yun Qiao. He just muttered a few words in his heart to enjoy himself: "You even stole things from birds. If the monkeys in the mountains saw it, they must call you 'big king'."
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"It smells good." Yun Qiao sniffed the sweet-scented osmanthus with his hand, then patted his clothes and smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes, "Am I very capable?
It would be great if I were a boy. If I were a boy, all the girls in the village would definitely like me. There is no boy in our tribe who can climb trees better than me."
Xi Lanting couldn't bear it anymore: "You are very ambitious. If you lived in the city, all the girls in the city would definitely like you!"
Yun Qiao: "..."
After receiving this sentence, she finally became honest.
There was a straw bale at the edge of the field. Xi Lanting took it over, spread it out and sat on it with Yun Qiao.
Sitting there, Yun Qiao lied in his arms.
Xi Lanting was happy in her heart but disgusted in her mouth, and held her in her arms.
An old farmer driving a buffalo passed by from a distance. When he was far away, Xi Lanting leaned over slightly and kissed Yun Qiao's forehead gently.
Yun Qiao closed her eyes slightly, feeling extremely happy.
She suddenly said again: "Uncle Qi, the wind has calmed down a lot. God is good, today is really a good day."
Xi Lanting: "With me, every day is a good day. No matter what happens to you in the future, don't regret it."
Yun Qiao is full of sweetness.
The breeze blew through the treetops, and the green leaves rustled on the branches. Her heart was also flying gently, and it was more fragrant than the flowers of osmanthus.
"I won't regret it!"
She climbed up, put her arms around Xi Lanting's neck, and took the initiative to give her a sweet kiss.
Xi Lanting held her lips in his mouth and murmured: "Qiaoer, Qingqing!"
When Yun Qiao heard him call her "Qingqing", her heart softened. It was more numbing than when he called her "Sweetheart", and it hit her right in the heart.
She pressed against Xi Lanting, almost greedily occupying his breath, wanting to absorb more.
Xi Lanting was pushed back slightly by her pressure. When the love was strong, he wanted to turn over and hold her down.
There was a crisp "click".
Yun Qiao's hand pressed down on Xi Lanting's pocket and crushed the two magpie eggs in his pocket. The egg liquid was all over his hands through his clothes.
She wiped it casually, leaned slightly and told Xi Lanting: "Uncle Qi, the egg is broken."
Xi Lanting: "..."
When Xi Qiye heard the words "the egg is broken", he felt an inexplicable pain somewhere. He couldn't bear it anymore and bit her lips hard, leaving a deep tooth mark.
He was so naughty when he picked out bird eggs when he had nothing to do, which really pissed him off!
"Oh!" Yun Qiao covered her mouth, "I won't kiss you anymore."
Xi Lanting took a few deep breaths.
He had put the eggs in his trousers pocket, and now that he couldn't take off his trousers, he had to use a handkerchief to take out the broken shells and egg liquid bit by bit.
It made his hands smelly.
Yun Qiao also sniffed it and told him very seriously: "It doesn't smell bad."
She thought of something, leaned into Xi Lanting's ear, and whispered to him, "Uncle Qi, you feel the same way."
Xi Lanting: "...If I don't beat you up today, it's hard for me to say this!"
Yun Qiao got up and ran away.
She laughed as she ran, and her laughter filled the entire field ridge, clear, sweet, and lively.
Xi Lanting was no longer angry, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and even the unbearable eggy smell was ignored by him.