After a while, Zhao Lanxiang fell with him, her hand was pinned down by him, and she had to stare at him with amazed eyes.
She originally just wanted to feed He Songbai some milk, but unfortunately today's atmosphere is too good, the night is too beautiful, the lighting is so soft and just right, the man in front of her is so handsome and strong that her heart is pounding and her heart is pounding. Crunchy itching. Such a great figure is not seen in old men.
He Songbai wrapped his arms around her waist, which was slender and soft, and he pinched it hard.
After pinching, he rubbed her.
Zhao Lanxiang thought that if his conscience found out that he was willing to stop, she would also "conscience find out".
But this night, He Songbai's reason seemed to have run away from home, and he slowly unbuttoned her clothes.
He was panting rapidly, as if in a dream, with a look of fascination and devotion on his face.
He said, "Don't move, I'll take a look."
Believe in his evil.
He Songbai really couldn't look directly at the eyes she was looking at him wetly while lying in the bed. Those clear and pure eyes seemed to illuminate his dirty thoughts clearly.
But he couldn't help, and his fingers followed the urge to follow his heart like a demon. When he saw the dazzling whiteness and touched the soft and fragrant skin of the woman, his spine seemed to be electrified and numb.
He was sober all over, and his drinking was almost gone.
He Songbai stared at the beauty that belonged to her alone, took a deep breath with his arms around her, trembling uncontrollably.
"You are so beautiful." He said hoarsely.
In the middle of the winter night, the north wind whistled outside the window, and the cold and rapid winter rain rustled down in the middle of the night.
There is a warm spring in the house, and the warm and sweet fragrance belonging to women has melted into one piece.
…
During the day, Zhao Lanxiang woke up and found that He Songbai had already woken up.
He frowned bitterly.
Zhao Lanxiang closed her eyes and hugged the quilt filled with the dry smell of men, and fell asleep again. In winter, everyone likes to sleep in, even grandma and eldest sister are no exception.
He Songbai woke her up, but he carried her cautiously and guiltily, and sent her back to her house secretly while others were not paying attention.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done this," he said.
Although she has not broken through the last step, it has already tarnished her purity. He Songbai remembered the sworn decision he made when he agreed to talk to his partner, but now he just felt it was like a hot slap in the face.
It hurts, my face hurts.
He lowered his head, not daring to look into her eyes.
He said: "When the spring begins, I will come to propose marriage. I... "
Zhao Lanxiang replied with a smile: "Okay."
He Songbai said again, "Since you're awake, let's get up and eat breakfast by the way."
After the subject finished washing, he brought the freshly made Yangchun noodles in front of her and handed them over with both hands. He watched her blushing pink mouth sip the noodles mouth by mouth, delicate and gentle, and finally ate the whole bowl of noodles. He Songbai only felt that his heart was full.
He said, "I have to return the books before the university holiday. I'll go today and buy the train tickets for you."
Zhao Lanxiang thought about what he had to do, and then said, "I want to go too, and bring some special products here for my parents by the way."
He Songbai nodded in agreement, he bundled a few thick books into his backpack, and let the subject ride his car away first.
…
Zhao Lanxiang came to X University, and she said, "I also borrowed the book I printed for you from here."
He Songbai put away the bicycle, took out the book and said, "Gu Gong introduced me to this place. His friend is Principal Fu from X University. There is a library here to find books, but it's too unreasonable."
"You wait here, I'll be back when I go."
Zhao Lanxiang thought that returning the book would not be a delay, so she responded, "Go and return quickly."
He Songbai nodded.
He returned the book to Principal Fu himself. Principal Fu was an old man who was not very kind.
He asked stubbornly: "Your college entrance examination results are out."
"Have you applied for X major?"
He Songbai answered honestly, "No."
Principal Fu was very dissatisfied with his answer, but didn't say anything.
He Songbai shuttled through the empty campus. When he usually came here, he saw these workers, peasants, soldiers and students coming and going, and he was very envious.
But he was and will be one of them, and this time he finally didn't feel like an outsider.
Before he picked up the car, he passed an avenue, and He Songbai thought about it and turned into a trail, so that at least half of the journey could be saved.
The path is full of fragrant grass, with dead branches and leaves spread all over the ground, and a rustling sound will be heard when you step on it.
He Songbai accidentally met Wu Yong.
He helped a female student to walk. It rained last night, and the muddy trail was slippery. The moment he saw He Songbai, his eyes flashed with surprise, and then the soles of his feet slipped and he fell on his back.
He Songbai hurried up and helped both of them up.
He grabbed Wu Yong's thin hand, and his rough thumb grabbed Wu Yong's shoulder, which successfully prevented Wu Yong's bad luck.
This kind of... touch, He Songbai was stunned for a moment, and he withdrew his hand.
Wu Yong picked up the glasses that fell on the ground, but luckily they just fell on the thick leaves and didn't break.
He Songbai asked the female student, "You didn't fall, what's going on?"
Wu Yong said: "She suddenly became dizzy, I helped her—"
Before he could finish his words, a meteor-like casserole punch slammed hard at his facade.
"Ah—hit someone—" the dazed and dizzy female student screamed, and hurriedly pulled He Songbai away.
"what's wrong with you?"
He Songbai finally let go of his hand and put down his harsh words: "You'd better restrain yourself, don't let me catch the tail."
Wu Yong got up from the ground in embarrassment. He covered the broken lens with his hand, "What are you talking about?"
…
After waiting for a long time, Zhao Lanxiang left the bicycle outside the door and walked into the campus by herself. These days, all bicycles have been registered at the police station, and others dare not steal them easily.
She didn't take two steps when she saw He Songbai walking towards him.
He was holding a warm corn cobs in his hands, and handed both to Zhao Lanxiang.
"Are you hungry, let's eat."
As if after last night's intimacy, his posture was lower and he was more attentive. In the past, it was estimated that one person would eat one, but now he will pass both to her.
Zhao Lanxiang gave him one, and he ate the corn sweetly.
"Come on, let's go back."
Zhao Lanxiang sat behind his bicycle and wrapped his arms around his strong and strong waist. His broad shoulders were warm enough to make people feel safe. She asked, "Why did you linger for so long just now?"
He Songbai took a long time to reply: "Go and buy two corns."
Zhao Lanxiang didn't ask any more questions. They pulled two pieces of cloth in the city's department store, totaling nine feet eight, and bought a thermos.
Zhao Lanxiang said: "The one at home is no longer keeping warm. If you change to a thermos, you don't need to boil hot water frequently in winter. Grandma can drink it easily."
He Songbai bought two, also known as two catties of fruit candy.
Candy that can be made by hand, such as caramel, nougat, and sesame candy, is relatively cheap. Fruit-flavored candy is an industrial product. In Zhao Lanxiang's opinion, the taste is not as good as handmade candy, but now people are looking for something fresh, and eating fruit candy during the Chinese New Year will save face.
Like chocolate candy and toffee, not to mention priceless, they are rarely sold here.
Zhao Lanxiang put an orange-flavored one in his mouth, and when he stopped to rest on the mountain road, he sneakily kissed He Songbai.
"Do you taste sweet?"
"Sweet." His brows contained an inescapable warmth.
In the afternoon, He Songbai returned the bicycle to a friend in the city, and took the object to the car. After arriving in the county, he went to Li Zhong's house for a meal, and took out his Phoenix car.
Driving like this, the two of them didn't return home until dusk.
Zhao Lanxiang was so tired that she washed her face and went back to her room to sleep. He Songbai put the bicycle away, but walked straight to the cowshed.
Prophet Hu fell asleep leaning against the stove, while Gu Huaijin was adding firewood by the stove, digging from time to time to see if the buried sweet potatoes were cooked.
His hair was gray, with a lot of silver threads added to it compared to when he first came to Hezitun last year. The fire of the coal shone on his face, faintly revealing the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, as well as his slightly squinting face, content and old.
He Songbai walked over and whispered to him, "I have something to say, come with me."
Gu Huaijin glared at the stinky boy, and said angrily, "I'm roasting sweet potatoes. What mysterious things can't be said here?"
Sweet potato is definitely a food that rural people get tired of eating, but this year, Zhao Lanxiang has been entrusted by Gu Shuoming to take care of Gu Huaijin's food. Although it can't be said that he can eat meat, Gu Huaijin also follows what she eats. What to eat, you can also eat malted milk extract to supplement nutrition every now and then. Up to now, Gu Huaijin still doesn't dislike the taste of sweet potatoes, but often roasts a few in winter to get rid of the cold.
He Songbai lowered his voice and said a word.
Gu Huaijin immediately gave up his beloved roasted sweet potato and followed He Songbai.
Somewhere on an inconspicuous small slope, He Songbai said a long speech to Gu Huaijin, his mouth closed as if he had stabbed Gu Huaijin, and Gu Huaijin's face changed abruptly.
He Songbai said lightly, "Why, can't you believe me?"
Gu Huaijin shook his head. At this moment, the incident of burning ashes on the mountain last winter appeared in his mind. Gu Huaijin has never been someone who doesn't know how to repay his kindness, so he would have been saved by someone, but he resisted from the bottom of his heart and didn't want to think about it. Prophet Hu mentioned Wu Yong's matter many times. Gu Huaijin was able to help, but he procrastinated and perfunctory.
Whether he owes favors or not is an excuse. He Songbai is not a student, and he can still come and go freely in the library of X University
"If what you said is right, this person is very hateful." He was silent for a long time before he said.
"The sages have all been read into the dog's stomach."
He Songbai breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, hurry up and write a report letter to your old friend, this kind of person must not stay in the school."
Gu Huaijin made a promise with a stern expression, and quickly finished writing a letter with a belly full of anger.
By the warm fireside, the sleeping figure was long gone.
The author has something to say: *
small theater:
Pingshengjun: I risked my life to give you a broth
Pingshengjun, who was testing on the edge, said that he was trembling, worried, and afraid.
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