Lin Yawei's serious expression made Wang Fugui laugh.

Helpless, he had no choice but to comply.

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

"Brother Fugui, this bed is small, so I'll make do with it for one night."

Lin Yawei scratched her head in embarrassment, then huddled alone in the corner and lay down with her back to Wang Fugui.

Perhaps she was exhausted from the long journey during the day and the busy afternoon. After a while, Lin Yawei fell asleep.

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

"This silly girl is really big-hearted. She really thinks that I am Liu Xiahui."

This night was a torment for Wang Fugui.

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

With the beauty by his side, Wang Fugui felt restless as he thought of the close contact between their bodies at night.

But the bed was so small, and even though he had deliberately lied with his back to Lin Yawei, he still couldn't fall asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but it wasn't until his upper and lower eyelids started to fight that Wang Fugui became slightly sleepy.

"Qiu Ya, don't worry, I will definitely be able to stay here for three years!"

Suddenly, a voice came into my ears.

Wang Fugui was so frightened by the movement behind him that he suddenly woke up.

Just when he was about to turn around to see what was going on with Lin Yawei, an arm directly wrapped around his waist.

Wang Fugui felt like crying but had no tears.

The warmth coming from his waist made the restlessness that had finally dissipated burn again.

At this time, Wang Fugui felt itchy in his heart as if he had been scratched by a cat.

Behind her, Lin Yawei buried her face directly into Wang Fugui's back and rubbed him twice.

After murmuring twice, the breathing behind him became steady again.

Wang Fugui only felt two lumps of soft flesh on his back, sticking tightly to his body.

This intimate contact caused the volcano in Wang Fugui's heart to erupt and his blood to surge.

He shuddered suddenly and froze in the distance.

At this time, Wang Fugui had ten thousand mothers to cry out for.

He said it was better to guard at the door!

Now that she is beautiful, it is really painful for him to be this Liu Xiahui.

After a long time, when Lin Yawei fell asleep, Wang Fugui gently removed the hand around his waist.

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

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

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

A night of silence.

Perhaps because he was too tired, Wang Fugui slept particularly deeply this night.

early morning.

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

"Huh? Where did you get the coat?"

At this time, the coat slipped off his shoulders.

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

This is a women's coat, and there is still a hint of fragrance on it.

Glancing at Lin Yawei, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, Wang Fugui felt his heart warm.

It must have been Lin Yawei who put the coat on him while he was sleeping.

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

Wang Fugui turned around and walked towards the door.

Last night, a man and a woman were alone in the same room, all at Lin Yawei's begging.

But now that the sky is bright, there is no need for him to stay here any longer.

If any gossip in the village sees this, there is no need to arrange it behind their back.

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

"Creak!"

Although Wang Fugui had tried to make his footsteps as quiet as possible, the door in front of him was old and still made a sound.

"Hmm~"

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

Wang Fugui's body shook violently.

"Brother Fugui, wake up!"

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

Hearing this, Wang Fugui turned around with a smile:

"I still woke you up."

"Now that you're awake, pack up and let me go. This is not a place to stay for a long time."

With that said, 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 will arrange a place for you to stay."

"Ah? How...how can this be done?"

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

Although the river temple was said to be unsafe, she was left alone and unfamiliar with the place. The little girl who had just arrived stayed at the house of an older man.

Everything is weird!

Seeing Lin Yawei's hesitant eyes, Wang Fugui said helplessly:

"Is it possible that you continue to stay here and let Zhao Dahu sneak in at night?"

Hearing this, Lin Yawei's face suddenly turned pale.

"Okay, I'll take care of it right away!"

…

Outside the gate of He Temple.

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

The two of them walked towards their home together.

"Fugui, where are you going?"

Wang Fugui followed the sound and saw an old woman with gray hair holding a rice bowl and sitting on a stone stool outside the door eating breakfast.

"Second Aunt Yang, let's have breakfast!"

"There is a new support teacher in our village. I will arrange a place for her to go first."

Wang Fugui responded with a smile.

"Teacher?"

Hearing this, the old woman called Aunt Yang probably didn't understand what he meant by "supporting education", so she didn't ask further.

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

Aunt Yang suddenly changed the topic with a mysterious look on her face.

"What's weird?"

Wang Fugui was stunned for a moment, then came to Aunt Yang with a smile.

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

Now that I met him, I didn't rush home. Instead, I had a few words with Aunt Yang.

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

"I heard someone say this morning that Zhao Dahu was struck by lightning at the Heshen Temple last night. I heard that his arms and legs were burnt. He doesn't know whether he is dead or alive now."

"Why do you think this kind of thing happened to him? It must be the appearance of the river god."

Second Aunt Yang spoke matter-of-factly, as if she had personally experienced it.

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

"Ah? How could this happen? I didn't hear anyone say it."

He pretended to be surprised and looked at Aunt Yang.

"It is said that someone saw it with their own eyes. It cannot be false."

"The River God is very merciful, please take Zhao Dahu away as soon as possible."

"This way we, the villagers of Huangyan Village, will have something to look forward to in the future."

Aunt Yang suddenly put down the rice bowl in her hand, clasped her hands together, and prayed with her eyes closed piously.

Seeing this, Wang Fugui's mouth curved slightly.

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

The two of them continued walking towards Wang Fugui's home.

"Brother Fugui, is the village chief's reputation in the village really so bad?"
Chapter completed!