Late at night, she felt Qingshan holding her, and she couldn't breathe.
He pinched her hard, making her whole body hurt and hot.
She was crying in embarrassment and fear. Her body hurt too much and her heartbeat was too fast. So sad.
She wanted to shout, but couldn't. She wanted to push, but couldn't raise her hand.
She felt suffocated and cried out.
…
Qingshan was sleeping soundly, but he was particularly sensitive to Linglong's voice. When he heard Linglong's weak cry, he immediately sat up and lit a candle.
He opened a gap in the mosquito net and saw that her face was flushed, she was sweating, and she looked like she was about to cry. She must have had a nightmare.
He pushed her gently, "Linglong? Linglong?"
Linglong woke up slowly, and there was no Qingshan in front of her. She turned her head and saw that Qingshan was sitting on the ground, reaching out to push her and coaxing softly, "Are you dreaming? Don't be afraid, the dream is fake."
Linglong's heart finally fell.
Fake, too good.
She was so ashamed that she pulled up the quilt and covered her head. How could she have such a dream...
…
Seeing her head covered, Qingshan thought she was still scared, so he opened the mosquito net and got in.
Patting the quilt, "It's so hot. You're still covered, and you'll get fever soon. Come out! What are you afraid of when I'm here?"
Linglong was embarrassed to look at him, and even with him around, she didn't dare to go out.
Thinking back to the feeling in her dream, she felt ashamed and annoyed. My heart is beating fast. If I meet Qingshan's eyes, my heart will not jump out of my mouth?
…
Qingshan was afraid that she would be bored. "Say something! What's wrong? If you do this, I will lift the quilt!"
Linglong just kept silent. She was afraid that her secret would be exposed if she spoke. She was breathing rapidly now and her voice must be trembling.
Qingshan was anxious, "I really want to lift the quilt!"
Linglong slowly opened a gap to reveal her two eyes. The other parts were tightly wrapped, not wanting Qingshan to see anything strange about her.
"What's wrong?"
Linglong blinked and didn't reply.
Qingshan was almost suffocated by her, why couldn't he be relieved? He asked with a straight face, "What's wrong!"
Linglong saw that he was anxious and couldn't help but say nothing. "I...I...are thirsty."
Qingshan was helpless, "I just say I'm thirsty when I'm thirsty, and I'm so embarrassed. It can make people anxious to death."
He took out mountain spring water from the space and gave it to Linglong to drink. Linglong exposed her nose and mouth again and drank in small sips.
"Your face is so red? Is it because you have a fever, or is it because you are covered with a quilt?"
Linglong lowered her eyelashes and shook her head, feeling that she was no longer normal after meeting this rough guy...
Linglong frowned, it must be his shamelessness and rudeness that got her into trouble!
He snorted and became angry. He moved inside and turned his back, "You don't want to ask!"
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Qingshan hissed, this little beauty has such a monkey-like face, she changes at every turn and gets annoyed at every turn.
"Don't ask, don't ask, just go to sleep."
Linglong turned her back to him and lay on the inside of the bed.
This double bed is half empty.
…
Isn't this just the place left for him?
Qingshan wondered, did she do it on purpose?
He climbed into bed anyway, it wasn't that easy to get off.
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He first sat there and waited for a long time, but saw that Linglong didn't ask him to leave.
He moved slightly and lay down. Linglong still remained silent.
He thought, this is asking him to go to bed, this is his wife's invitation. My good wife, I am finally happy!
He nuzzled towards Linglong, pressed against her back, and smelled the fragrance of flowers in her long hair.
…
She could feel his hot breath baking her neck, and then she realized, why was this shameless person still lying down?
She turned around and was about to scold him for being rude. Qingshan was leaning over to sniff his long hair. When she turned around, the two of them were face to face, with only a slight distance between them.
She froze, her innocent eyes widening.
Qingshan was very nimble. He grabbed her waist and pressed her against him. Simply kiss her.
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So fragrant, so sweet.
…
He vaguely felt that Linglong had closed her eyes, and he closed his eyes as well, carefully savoring the soft taste.
After tasting it for a few more seconds, I felt there was moisture around my mouth. Could it be that I was drooling?
When he opened his eyes, he saw Linglong obediently, with her eyes closed, tears slowly flowing from her cheeks to her mouth.
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He remembered what Linglong said, if he touched her again, she would be hit to death.
The whole person was excited. I got out of bed with a swish. Sit back on your bunk.
He swallowed.
He thought Linglong was going to yell something mean and shameless, but she didn't move or open her eyes.
A single tear separated Qingshan's body from burning into a sea of fire to feeling cold to the soles of his feet.
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He froze for a quarter of an hour. Seeing that Linglong hadn't moved, and seemed to be asleep, he gently tucked her mosquito net away.
I thought to myself, is this a kiss or not?
Say no, she didn't resist at all.
Say give in, why is she crying?
…
Qingshan didn't fall asleep again, resting his head on his forearm, smacking his lips, recalling the feeling just now.
After thinking about it for an unknown amount of time, I started to think about some scattered things...
I need to change some fabrics so that Linglong can make her own inner clothes.
I'd better let Sister-in-law Xiang make the shoes. Making shoes is tiring, and her little hands have to be worn out.
He was thinking here and there, and his mind was full of Linglong.
…
At dawn, Qingshan Dangdang chopped dumpling fillings and made dumplings filled with leeks and eggs.
He took out a piece of raw rabbit meat from the space, chopped it up, and fried some pepper-flavored rabbit meat, which was full of aroma.
Linglong smelled it and refused to eat the leek dumplings. Wrinkling his little face, he complained, "It smells bad. It smells terrible!"
Even though Qingshan had good things to say, she still refused to taste a bite. She didn't give those dumplings a look, and only picked up the rabbit meat and ate some.
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It was a cloudy day, not too hot, so she put on a long-sleeved red dress.
Qingshan got up early and washed and hung up her peony skirt and red skirt with lotus leaf sleeves.
Before going out, he told her to "keep an eye on it during the day. If it rains, put your clothes into the house. I will pull a rope in the house and hang it up."
Linglong nodded, "Yes."
Seeing that her expression was as usual, Qingshan felt relieved.
No one mentioned what happened in the middle of the night, it was just like a dream.
A beautiful dream belonging to Qingshan.
