Xianyu's leisurely life through books

Chapter 100 Master Song

As he said, come live in the city and stay with him.

try it once?

Take a dark breath.

Supporting his shoulders, she knelt by the bed, making herself taller than him, and cupped his face with her hands.

Song Yu's spirit was very low. He opened his eyes to look at her, then closed them again: "Rest, it will be the Dragon Boat Festival in a few days, you don't have much time, you will burn yourself out...I'll talk about it later if I have anything to do."

He was obviously sad.

But still thinking about her feelings, worrying about her body.

Pei Xiaoxiao almost shed tears.

She leaned over and leaned into his ear, and said softly, "Okay, let's live in the city and avoid her."

Song Yu was stunned.

The ups and downs made him unbelievable for a moment.

He didn't open his eyes, his voice was steady and slow: "Did you just say something?"

The sound was calm.

But she saw his hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging.

Pei Xiaoxiao didn't speak, but put her arms around his neck, rubbed his chin against his face, and pecked at his...

Sexy thin lips.

She has wanted to do this for a long time.

His lips were a little cold.

But very soft.

Just as she imagined, suitable for...

kiss.

Suddenly, Pei Xiaoxiao felt her world spinning.

When he came back to his senses, the person was already lying in his arms.

His kisses were overwhelming.

Densely packed.

Passionate.

Candlelight flickered.

Everything outside was burned by the sharply rising temperature inside.

Pei Xiaoxiao's sanity was almost burned out.

Good thing...

When the thick calluses on the palm touched the tender skin, the slight prickling sensation brought Pei Xiaoxiao back to her sanity.

She raised her hand to his chest.

reject?

Song Yu was not happy.

He grabbed her limp little hand and bit her earlobe lightly: "What do you mean?"

"Song Yu..." Pei Xiaoxiao took a few breaths, "Didn't your legs have to be cultivated until the veins are light in color before you can have intercourse?"

When the sound fell, she felt the man's body stiffen.

People also stopped moving.

Pei Xiaoxiao lay in his arms, looking at him while calming down.

The door was poured with cold water...

The veins on his forehead popped out, big drops of sweat dripped down his chin, his brows were emotional, and his cheeks were reddish.

This aggrieved handsome face really has a special taste.

Pei Xiaoxiao almost laughed out loud.

That's how it's set up in the book.

Arousal can lead to increased levels of toxin activity, or death.

Therefore, the male protagonist must adjust the toxin activity to a low level before he can make sauces.

At that time, she guessed that the author deliberately set this up in order to let the male protagonist defend himself like a jade and wait for the female protagonist to resist the early stage of the vase.

Now... hey, it's hard to say.

After a long time, Song Yu's breath calmed down, and his body was no longer tense.

He turned his gaze to Pei Xiaoxiao's face, with a puzzled expression: "How do you know?"

Pei Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded.

This guy was very observant, she didn't want to show any flaws, she buried her face directly in his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice: "The last time Doctor Lin came, I heard it in a daze."

Her self-deprecating behavior is also too obvious.

Song Yu felt that his intelligence was offended.

Lin Beizhi only mentioned it to him once in the northwest.

I didn't mention it at all last time.

If she hadn't shouted out just now, he himself would have forgotten about it.

When he first married Pei Xiaoxiao, he was in such a state, and Pei Xiaoxiao didn't like him, so he didn't have any objections to bed separation or anything.

After a long time, he himself forgot about it.

But now...

She knew, could it be...Du Rouhui said it?

Thinking of this, his face darkened, and he felt uncomfortable feeling that his privacy was being pryed into by someone he hated.

Song Yu's face was cloudy and uncertain, and Pei Xiaoxiao was terrified.

This guy has a cold temperament, and the aura he exudes when he is upset makes people feel very stressed.

She put her arms around his neck and said coquettishly: "Master Song, I'm so tired and sleepy, I want to rest."

"Master Song?" He pinched her waist lightly and threatened viciously, "Scream again if you have the ability!"

"Oh, everyone calls you by your name. It's so boring. If I want something unique, I call you Master Song." Pei Xiaoxiao arched her neck wildly, "Master Song, Master Song..."

Song Yu: "..."

What's with the strange joy that rises in my heart?

The next day, near noon.

"Xiaoxiao, do you want to go out with me?"

Pei Xiaoxiao dipped the paint and painted on the drawing board: "No, I got up too late today, and I really can't finish it if I delay."

"Not afraid anymore?"

Pei Xiaoxiao took a deep breath: "I'm afraid there's nothing I can do, I'm running out of time."

Song Yu didn't try to persuade her anymore, but pressed a kiss on her forehead, and said softly, "I'll be back soon."

"Ah."

She closed the door from the inside, and Song Yu led the mule out of the alley.

He went out for two purposes.

One is to buy food.

He doesn't know how to cook, Pei Xiaoxiao has no time, and the two of them have been eating out for more than a month.

Purpose two...

He's going to Hua's to get two catties of meatballs.

This was given to Aunt Liu, the neighbor next door.

The two of them will not live here for a long time, and logically speaking, they will not deal with neighbors.

But Song Yu had to go back to the village for treatment every few days, and it took him an hour or two to leave.

He was really worried that Pei Xiaoxiao would stay alone in such a strange place.

Build a good relationship with the neighbors and think about something that can be taken care of.

Pei Xiaoxiao has no objection.

When they first moved in, they took meatballs to visit all the houses in this alley, six households.

People who can live in the city have a good standard of living, and they unexpectedly developed a few small clients here.

Aunt Liu next door was even more amazing, smelling business opportunities, and successfully developed into a small dealer of Pei Xiaoxiao.

The amount is not much, about two catties per day.

Song Yu went this time to get her goods.

Returning to the alley again, he put away their lunch before knocking on the door of Liu's house.

Aunt Liu is in her 40s and lives with her daughter-in-law and seven-year-old grandson, who is not with her all the year round.

She is positive and looks very energetic on weekdays.

Today he looks haggard.

Song Yu asked one more question: "Did Auntie encounter any difficulties? Why is your face so ugly?"

Aunt Liu sighed: "Yesterday Xiaobao was frightened and seemed to have lost his soul. We are going to invite Taoist priests to summon his soul."

Song Yu: "..."

He said: "Auntie, you should take the child to the medical clinic first, maybe he has caught a cold?"

Aunt Liu was noncommittal, took the meatball, and forced a smile.

He wisely didn't say any more, and said goodbye and went home.

Finished meal.

Song Yu wanted to go back to the village for treatment, and told her, "Get up and walk around when you're tired, don't keep bending over."

"Okay, I get it, go and come back quickly." Pei Xiaoxiao interrupted him, "It's more nagging than my mother."

"You really..." He pinched her face before leaving.

Pei Xiaoxiao was immersed in painting, and was not disturbed by the work next door.

Time passed by, and when I came back to my senses, I was awakened by Song Yu's knock on the door.

He looked bad outside the door.

Pei Xiaoxiao threw herself into his arms, and hugged his chest: "Why do you look so stinky? Someone robbed you of money?"

"No, it's just... hey, don't talk about it, you'll be troubled after hearing it."

She stared: "Do you know that you were struck by lightning halfway through your words?"

Song Yu went in, closed the door, turned around and pushed her against the door panel: "Let me kiss you, and help me to be smooth."

"What? Am I a broom or a pot brush? Can I help you sweep up the trash?"

He was already close to her cheek, and when he heard this metaphor, he burst out laughing, not even kissing for a while, not even kissing.

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