Lu Cheng is a 22-year-old man.

Even if the villagers get married later than rich families, it is rare for them to get married at this age. Unless they look so ugly or their family is so poor that the woman is unwilling to marry, they usually get married in their twenties.

Lu Cheng was not in a hurry to marry a wife, and wanted to save more money to support the family. However, after meeting Ningxiang, he almost had the same thoughts as marrying a wife. He missed her during the day and even more at night. The men's needs seemed to be being crushed in some place for several years, but now he suddenly found Xuan. The ejaculation was naturally stronger than ordinary people when it broke out.

What's more, the girl he likes is a beauty that is chosen from thousands of times, and there is nothing that is not seductive in his body.

So the more Ningxiang struggled, the tighter he suppressed it. The thick walled chest tried every means to crush her. The force spread to the trunk through her pitiful and weak body, causing the poplar trees that were thick on the man's thighs to tremble. The scorching sun was scorching, without a trace of wind, and the other trees in the forest were wilted and listless, and this one was forced to shake their branches.

The birds flew away, and the shirts covering the heads of the two had already fallen to the ground.

The man with a yellow skin on his back was only wearing a pair of pants, holding his sweetheart's waist tightly with one hand, and not knowing where the other hand was placed. From a distance, if he only looked above his waist, he could not see the girl at all, and then he would become a man holding a poplar tree and rubbing with his right elbow, swaying slightly with his right elbow, as if he was rubbing something.

Lu Cheng knew where his hands were placed.

Putting it in the place he had accidentally encountered and glimpsed by him, he thought of steamed buns at that time. When he really met, Lu Chengcai found that he was really a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. Can steamed buns be compared with her? It's really a steamed bun, I'm afraid he's been kneading it into pieces, so how could it be like now...

It’s still through the clothes, what will it feel like when you penetrate it?

He lost all his reason and was eager to try it impulsively, but suddenly he tasted a trace of blood from his mouth.

Lu Cheng raised his head in shock. Before he could see clearly what was wrong with her, he suddenly got a heavy slap on the face.

It didn't hurt, but it hurt his reason.

Lu Cheng lowered his head and saw her fall on the ground, with her forehead against her knees, her face covered with her hands, and she cried, crying like an orphan who was bullied but homeless.

The heat on her body quickly subsided. Listening to her deliberately endurance cry, Lu Cheng regretted and hated her, squatted down to help her, "Xiang'er..."

"Get out!" Ningxiang raised her head suddenly and pushed him hard.

Lu Cheng squatted and couldn't maintain balance. She pushed her back and staggered, but the person stared at her swollen and bleeding lips in a daze. He was embarrassed and realized what he had done. Lu Chengzhen regretted it and hurriedly knelt in front of her again, "Xiang'er..."

With a "bang", Ningxiang used all her strength and slapped him again. She was so angry that when she hit him, the upper part suddenly raised her upwards, so the slap was louder and heavier than the one just now.

"brute!"

The beating was not enough, Ningxiang spat at him with red eyes, and then she didn't look at him. She stood up staggeringly while holding the tree, turned around and walked towards the other side of Guanlu, and almost walked out of the woods, only to remember that her clothes were still messy. Ningxiang lowered her head and tidyed up. Seeing the wrinkled chest on her left, she thought of his rude bullying just now, Ningxiang was sad and angry, and squatted to the ground and started crying.

She really thought Lu Cheng was a good person, but he was kind to others and did not mean that he was kind to her.

If he really likes her, he shouldn't force her regardless of her wishes. He has only met her a few times and treated her like this. What's the difference between him and Pei Jinghan? He is not as good as Pei Jinghan. At least when Pei Jinghan bullied her for the first time in his previous life, he only kissed her forcibly and did not touch her chest.

If he was Pei Jinghan, Ningxiang would hate, hate, and not be disappointed, but Lu Cheng...

It’s not their fault, it’s not their fault, it’s all her fault for her face, it’s because she has a face that provoked men, and it makes all the peasant men from aristocratic families want to bully her!

In her previous life, she endured Pei Jinghan again and again, in order to leave the house for a ray of hope. She provoked Lu Cheng again in this life. I am afraid that even if she leaves the Marquis' Mansion, as long as Lu Cheng doesn't let her go, she will still be in peace, right?

All they want is her face, it's better if it's gone.

After thinking it through, Ningxiang turned her head and saw a dry branch beside her. She grabbed it and then slashed it on her face.

"You're crazy!" Lu Cheng, who was rushing here, thought she was going to pierce her neck and seek death. He was so scared that he almost flew out. He approached a few steps, grabbed her wrist in time, snatched the branch far away, pulled up the girl kneeling on the ground, held her hand and stared at her eyes, "Just because I was abrupt in you once, would you seek death?"

He knew he was wrong, but how unfavorable she did she rather die than give him a chance to atone for sins?

If she has a little affection for him, she will not think of death!

She slapped her twice in the face, but she didn't commit suicide, making Lu Cheng feel even more frustrated and so stuffy...

Staring at her pale and embarrassing tears, Lu Cheng couldn't get angry at her and punched the tree trunk next to him.

Ningxiang shivered in fear, looked over instinctively, and saw blood flowing from the back of his hand.

Ningxiang was not very brave. Now that Lu Cheng was bleeding, she suddenly became scared. She couldn't imagine how much pain she would have been when she had just scratched her face. She suddenly thought of her younger brother and aunt's family who were waiting for her to go home.

It’s like seeking death. Sometimes it’s just an impulse thought that is oppressed by difficulties. Some people are impulsive and no one stops them when they are impulsive, and they become stupid all of a sudden. If they are really dead, no one knows whether they will regret it. Some people are stopped by others. Once the impulse is over, no one needs to persuade them, and they will regret it one after another.

Ningxiang is the latter, because there was another one who bullied her in this life, so she almost couldn't bear it.

Now give her the branches, she will not scratch herself no matter what.

It's not worth it, it's not worth torture yourself because of this kind of thing, making your family worry for her.

Isn’t it just that Lu Cheng took advantage of it? It’s not that he has been experienced, just pretend to be gnawed by another dog.

After thinking it through, Ningxiang looked at the bag that was still hanging on the tree. She looked at the ground again and saw a relatively long branch not far away, and was about to pick it up to get it to get it.

"I won't touch you anymore, can't it be okay?"

Seeing that she was still trying to die, Lu Cheng was so tired that he was about to vomit blood. He walked over and kicked the branch away, and suddenly broke her shoulder and said angrily: "I won't touch you anymore. If you don't like me, I won't bother you anymore. If you are so satisfied?"

Ningxiang lowered her eyes as he caught up with her. When she heard him say this, her eyes flashed.

Yes, he seemed to misunderstand that she was going to seek death just now?

Bite inside his lip, Ningxiang glanced at the back of his injured hand and said nothing.

Her face was pale, and Mu looked blankly and she looked like she still couldn't figure it out. Lu Cheng blamed herself after seeing it, feeling distressed, and was reluctant to leave.

He really likes her, and he makes mistakes impulsively because he likes her.

But she doesn't want him, and she would rather die than not him.

He raised his chin, Lu Cheng looked up at the sky, and after a while, he let out a deep breath, let go of her shoulder, and advised in a deep voice: "I really won't bother you anymore. If you are pestering you, don't be foolish again. Amu is only five years old. What should he do if you die?"

When talking about his younger brother, Ningxiang turned her head. Because she was wronged, she couldn't help but cry when she thought of her relatives who depended on each other.

Lu Cheng knew that she was reluctant to die, so he looked at her, walked to the tree just now, put on his shirt first, then took off her bag, and slapped it on his shoulder and said to her: "Let's go, I'll take you home for the last time. Guo Laosan's car has passed. If you walk back, Qiu'er will definitely make you guess if we are angry. Anyway, I won't deal with you anymore, so why bother them before leaving?"

Ningxiang looked at his trouser legs and nodded slowly.

When this person didn't bully her, he still acted very steadily.

Do you hate him?

It was hated at that time, but now he has cried and decided to stop. Ningxiang only felt relaxed and only hoped that he would do what he said.

It should be done, right?

He was so trustworthy to Miss Feng.

After walking to the donkey cart without saying a word, Lu Cheng returned her baggage and said, "Get on the car."

Ningxiang took the bag, looked at the steep slope, and whispered: "Let's go up again when you arrive at the official road."

Lu Cheng no longer insisted, and turned around in the donkey cart without turning his head back up the slope.

Ningxiang followed him silently.

Soon after he got up, Ningxiang saw him standing in front and waiting for her, so she got into the car first and turned her head to face the back of the car.

Lu Cheng glanced at her, pursed his lips, and continued to drive the car.

Seeing Xu Qiuer and his brother waiting in front of the fork in the road from afar, Lu Chengcai looked ahead and apologized to her, "I'm sorry for you today. I know you won't forgive me no matter what I do, but I sincerely hope you can leave the house as soon as possible to live a comfortable life. Miss Xu, how much money do you have left? Can I lend you?"

"No, I'll save it myself." Ningxiang said in the back of the car, his tone distant.

Lu Cheng closed his mouth tactfully, and arrived in front of Xu Qiuer Amu, and was as intimate as before.

Xu Qiuer had already predicted that he was interested in his cousin. After getting in the car, he whispered to Ningxiang. Because Ningxiang was injured by Lu Cheng, the inside of his lips, the little girl did not see anything unusual.

Ningxiang ignored it and asked about his family with a smile. A quarter of an hour later, the three siblings got out of the car and said goodbye to Lu Cheng like the previous few times.

Lu Cheng nodded and drove the car first.

When I was about to arrive at the west entrance of Liuxi Village, I suddenly remembered that there were cherries he left for her in the car.

Lu Cheng looked back and saw that the Xu brothers and sisters had long disappeared in the distance.

Looking at the basket of cherries, Lu Cheng smiled bitterly. In fact, even if he remembered it, she would not ask for it, right?

I returned home in a state of turmoil.

Anan was squatting in the yard and swearing. Seeing that his father was back, the little guy happily called him Daddy.

After one year old, Anan grows faster and faster. He can walk on his own for a while and call him father.

Seeing his lively and cute son, Lu Cheng felt a little relieved. He took off the donkey cart and tied the donkey, picked up the son who walked up to him, and kissed him hard, "Does Anan miss his father?"

Anan nodded obediently, after kissing her father's little head, turned to the donkey cart, pointed at Cherry and smiled excitedly, glared at her legs accidentally, and just hit the place where Lu Cheng's waist was scratched by Ningxiang.

The feeling of her was pressing under the tree and poured onto her chest again.

Lu Cheng lowered his head, picked up the purse hanging around his son's neck, touched it, and asked his son softly, "Do you still remember who gave it to him?"
Chapter completed!