Lin Yawei's serious expression made Wang Fugui laugh.

Helplessly, he had to respond.

He followed Lin Yawei into the room and tied the wooden door.

"Brother Fugui, this bed is small, it will be only one night."

Lin Yawei scratched her head a little embarrassedly, then she huddled in the corner of the wall and lay down with her back to Wang Fugui.

Perhaps because of the hard work of the boat and the busy work for the afternoon, Lin Yawei fell asleep in a short while.

Listening to Lin Yawei's even breathing sound, Wang Fugui smiled bitterly:

"This silly Ni'er is really a big heart. She really treats me as Liu Xiahui."

This night was a torment for Wang Fugui.

He tossed and turned for a long time, and the faint fragrance that seemed to be floating on Lin Yawei's body seemed to be floating on the tip of his nose.

The beauty was on the side. When Wang Fugui felt restless when he thought of the two people's close contact at night.

But the bed was so small. Although he had been lying down with his back to Lin Yawei, he still couldn't sleep no matter how hard he was.

It was unknown how long it took, but it was not until his upper and lower eyelids fought that Wang Fugui felt a little sleepy.

"Qiuya, don't worry, I will be here for three years!"

Suddenly, a sound came into my ears.

Wang Fugui was so scared that he was trembling by the movement behind him and suddenly woke up.

Just as he was about to turn around and see what happened to Lin Yawei, one arm wrapped around his waist.

Wang Fugui was a little in tears.

The warmth from the waist caused the restlessness that had finally dissipated to burn again.

At this time, Wang Fugui's heart was as itchy as if he had been scratched by a cat.

Lin Yawei behind her buried her face directly in Wang Fugui's back and rubbed it twice.

After two whispers, the breathing behind him returned to normal again.

Wang Fugui only felt that there were two balls of soft flesh on his back, which was tightly pressed against his body.

This intimate contact made the volcano in Wang Fugui's heart erupt and his blood gushed.

He shivered suddenly and his body stiffened in the distance.

At this time, Wang Fugui had ten thousand mothers in his heart who wanted to shout for criticism.

He said he should just stay at the door!

With the beauty in front of him, it is really painful to make him like this Liu Xiahui.

After a long time, waiting for Lin Yawei to fall asleep, Wang Fugui gently moved the hand that was hanging around his waist.

After that, he quickly jumped out of bed and came back to the door.

"It's better for me to stay here!"

Wang Fugui looked at Lin Yawei who was sleeping on the bed and sighed softly.

No words all night.

Perhaps because he was too tired, Wang Fugui slept very heavily this time.

early morning.

When a ray of sunshine outside the window hit Wang Fugui's face, he frowned slightly and opened his sleepy eyes.

"Huh? Where did the coat come from?"

At this time, the coat on the shoulder slid off.

Wang Fugui quickly picked it up and shook the dust on his head.

This is a women's coat with a faint fragrance on it.

After looking at Lin Yawei who was still sleeping on the bed, Wang Fugui felt warmth in his heart.

It should be the coat Lin Yawei put on for him while he was sleeping.

Put the coat neatly and put it back on the bed.

Wang Fugui turned around and walked towards the door.

Last night, the lonely man and the widow lived in the same room, and it was completely pleaded by Lin Yawei.

But now it is bright, so he naturally has no need to stay here.

If someone in the village saw this, they didn’t have to arrange them behind their backs.

In order to avoid danger, Wang Fugui decided to wait outside the door for Lin Yawei to wake up.

"Crack!"

Although Wang Fugui tried his best to lighten his footsteps, the door in front of him was still making a sound.

"Yeah~"

On the bed behind him, Lin Yawei seemed to be disturbed by the sound and let out a moan.

Wang Fugui's body shook violently.

"Brother Fugui, you are awake!"

Lin Yawei's soft voice came, with a hint of laziness.

Upon hearing this, Wang Fugui turned around with a smile:

"It still wakes you up."

"Since I'm awake, then clean up and let me go. This is not a place to stay for a long time."

As he said that, Lin Yawei had already gotten out of bed.

"But... but if I don't live here, where can I go?"

Lin Yawei frowned.

"Go to my house and I'll arrange a place for you to live."

"Ah? This...how can this work?"

Lin Yawei was confused about Wang Fugui's sudden words.

Although the River Temple is unsafe, she is not familiar with the place. The young girl who is just a newcomer will live in a big man's house.

It's a bit weird to say anything!

Looking at Lin Yawei's hesitant eyes, Wang Fugui spoke helplessly:

"Can you continue to stay here and let Zhao Dahu slip in tonight?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yawei's face suddenly turned pale.

"Okay, I'll pack it up right away!"

...

Outside the gate of the River Temple.

Wang Fugui held the trolley case in his hand and watched Lin Yawei lock the door.

The two walked towards their home together.

"Fuguier, where are you going?"

Wang Fugui looked in the voice and saw an old woman with gray hair sitting on a stone stool outside the door having breakfast.

"Aunt Yang, have breakfast!"

"There is a new teaching teacher in our village, so I will arrange a place for her first."

Wang Fugui responded with a smile.

"Teacher?"

Upon hearing this, the old woman named Aunt Yang might not understand what he meant by "teaching" and so she did not continue to ask.

"Fuguier, do you know? Something strange happened!"

Aunt Yang suddenly changed the subject, looking mysterious.

"What strange thing?"

Wang Fugui was stunned, and then came to Aunt Yang with a smile on his face.

When Wang Fugui's parents were still alive, Aunt Yang took good care of her family, so Wang Fugui had a good impression of her.

Now that I met, I didn’t rush home, but said a few words to Aunt Yang.

Aunt Yang was very happy to see that Wang Fugui was willing to chat with him, a lonely old man.

"I heard from someone this morning that Zhao Dahu was struck by lightning at the River Temple last night. I heard that his arms and legs were burned, and I don't know how to live or die."

"Why did he encounter this kind of thing? It must be the appearance of Master River God."

Aunt Yang said seriously, as if she was an eyewitness.

When Wang Fugui heard this, he wanted to laugh, but he still held back.

"Ah? Why did this happen? I didn't hear anyone."

He looked at Aunt Yang in surprise.

"It is said that someone saw it with his own eyes, so there must be no falsehood."

"The Lord of the River God is very merciful, hurry up and take Zhao Dahu away."

"In this way, our Huangyan Village villagers will have hope for the future."

Aunt Yang suddenly put down the rice bowl in her hand, folded her hands together, and closed her eyes and prayed with a pious look on her face.

Seeing this, Wang Fugui's mouth slightly pulled out a trace of curve.

The two chatted for a while, and Wang Fugui was afraid that Lin Yawei would be anxious, so he said goodbye to Aunt Yang Er.

The two continued to walk towards Wang Fugui's family.

"Brother Fugui, is it really that bad to find the village chief to have a reputation in the village?"
Chapter completed!