A strong feeling surged up like a tide, completely submerging Bai Weiwei, feeling an unprecedented satisfaction from the soles of her feet to her hair.
Although this man is not as good as a civil and military man, he is a farmer who can only earn a little money by working, but he has the style of a big man who is not as good as a man. He goes out alone to suffer and shoulders the burden of the family without any complaints. He may not be stingy with her. This kind of mind and courage make her move.
She thought that she was poisoned by this man called warmth.
She curled her lips with sighs, and let him hold her hand, raised her head gently, shyly saying words that only the two of them could hear: "You must take good care of yourself. When you come back, I will give you a baby."
Her expression was shy and her voice was so soft that he couldn't hear enough for millions of times, but he never expected that when he heard her say such words, he smiled in surprise. His deep eyes were bright and joyful, and his happy smile seemed to be like flowers blooming everywhere in an instant, blurred and enchanting, shimmering and shimmering, extremely evil.
"Okay!" He hugged her shoulders with satisfaction, his thin lips were scorching against her smooth forehead, and a precious kiss was deeply imprinted on it. After a long time, he let her go.
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Mo Qianxun is gone.
Bai Weiwei suddenly felt that everything became boring and could not raise any interest.
She didn't want to write poetry or draw, Lingq'er came to her with great interest to tell stories, and she didn't have the energy to tell. She lay bored on the bed, staring at the roof of the hut, but as soon as she calmed down, she thought of Mo Qianxun and the tender words he had said, and she always felt that he hadn't left yet and he would come back tonight.
She just left and was so reluctant to let go.
The lunch was tasteless, and Bai Weiwei felt that it was not a solution to continue like this, so she had to find something to do. So she cheered up and walked out, because after just after dinner, Xier and the others had nothing to do to stay in the house for lunch. The yard was empty, and Bai Weiwei was too lazy to care about her messy hair. She sat at the stone table in the yard, picked up a porcelain pot and poured a tea bowl of tea and drank slowly. She happened to see the old ox in the cowshed in the east, staring at two light bulbs, big eyes, nostrils, humming, and curling his head. She wanted to stick out to eat a pile of green grinding dragon grass stacked outside the fence. The grass was very long and soft and sweet. The cow liked to eat the most. Mo Qianxun cut a large pile of grinding dragons in advance and piled it outside.
The old cow grinded his teeth while chewing, staring at the pile of snatching dragons, and squeezed his head out of the fence a little bit. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he moved, he couldn't eat the delicious food in front of him.
Bai Weiwei quickly stood up and picked up a small bunch of loose and fed it. Seeing it finish eating the food in her hands in big mouthfuls, she bent down and took some to feed it. The old cow finally had the delicacy that she had been chanting for a while. While chewing it in her mouth, she still hummed comfortably. Bai Weiwei remembered when Mo Qianxun was feeding the cow. Seeing that the cow was very enthusiastic, she stretched out her big palm and stroked the cow's head, and smoothed its hair. She also reached out to touch it.
The dark yellow cow hair on the cow's head, perhaps because she was in the wrong direction, the cow shook her head uncooperatively. She became very playful and gathered the discomfort in her chest, and touched the old yellow cow's head with a scrupulous touch. She took back the grass without letting it touch, and shook it around in front of the old cow's eyes. Sometimes she deliberately swept its cow's face, so that it could not be eaten. She stared at the old cow's anxious eyes tightly at her hand holding the grass, and was humming and snorting in her nostrils.