Su Mingxue sat in the back of the truck and kicked her calves, not wanting to sit in the stuffy and hot front of the truck.
The car is full of furniture she picked out, all in French princess style, chaise longue, hand-painted organ-style dressing table, retro round coffee table...
Mo Yuan also made a cotton quilt and bought silk sheets.
On the way back that day, she lay on Mo Yuan's back and fell asleep, and now she saw the whole village.
Every household has a door painted with red or green paint and a yard.
In the yard, there might be a tree with red persimmons hanging on its branches, a ginkgo tree with golden leaves, or a guan tree with red lantern fruits in Mo Yuan's house.
There are old ladies selling jasmine bracelets in the alleys, and vendors carrying burdens selling sweet water, shouting and selling melons, fruits, and tofu cakes in the alleys.
The life here is different from that of the original owner and the life she lived before. There is no bustle and hustle and bustle of the city, but there is a touch of fireworks.
"Wow!! The dress this sister is wearing is so beautiful!"
"She looks so good-looking, like the person on TV!"
"Is she a princess?"
When they were about to get home, several children who were playing around saw Su Mingxue sitting in the back of the truck. They stared at her with wide eyes. They followed them all the way to their door and looked at her eagerly.
A little girl with braids who remembered Mo Yuan asked curiously,
"Brother A Yuan, who is she?"
As soon as Mo Yuan took her out of the car, several children also shouted, "Wow! Oh!"
"She must be my girlfriend!"
"Brother A Yuan hugged her!"
"Brother A Yuan, are they telling the truth?" The girl with braided braids was slightly older, about ten years old, with round eyes, and asked as she looked at Mo Yuan.
Mo Yuan glanced at her and saw that she had no reaction, so he smiled lightly and said "Yeah."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Su Mingxue gave Mo Yuan a meaningful look, "Your audience is really wide. I heard that there used to be rich women who wanted to support you."
"Who said that?"
Mo Yuan frowned, although someone did want to do this. But he didn't care at all, and she wasn't a rich woman.
"Jiang Xu."
Su Mingxue was just teasing Mo Yuan, but she didn't expect it to happen, so Jiang Xu took the blame.
"Miss, don't listen to his nonsense."
Su Mingxue chuckled and said nothing.
"Isn't the eldest lady's family very rich? Why did she marry brother A Yuan?"
"That's right, look at her skirt and there are holes! How can a young lady from a rich family wear a skirt with holes!"
"I know, it must be the maid next to the eldest lady who stole the eldest lady's dress!"
These children didn't know if their companions were angry because Su Mingxue was angry, so they started talking nonsense.
"I am the eldest lady! Get out of here, those little brats who have never seen the world."
"Just because you're a child, can you talk nonsense?"
Su Mingxue glared at these naughty children displeasedly.
"So fierce!!"
"tigress!"
A group of children fled like frightened birds.
Su Mingxue thought it was a bit funny, but she wasn't actually angry, she was just showing off her character.
But I wonder if this will make Mo Yuan think that she is even angry with a child, and that she is petty?
"Miss, don't be angry. I'll drive them away next time."
Fortunately, Mo Yuan stood by her side unconditionally. Seeing her silence, he thought she was still angry and clumsily patted her back to comfort her.
The moonlight shone into the room, and Mo Yuan was holding a needle and thread to mend the holes in her skirt under the light.
Mo Yuan has the image of a macho and tough guy, holding an embroidery needle in his hand, which really looks a bit inconsistent.
Su Mingxue was wearing her boyfriend's shirt, walked up to him and teased:
"Brother A Yuan, you are so virtuous."
Hearing this title, Mo Yuan blushed, his eyelashes as black and thick as crow feathers drooped, and said in embarrassment:
"Miss, you, don't call me that."
"Why, that little girl screamed today, why can't I shout?"
Su Mingxue's pretty eyebrows were full of teasing.
She walked to Mo Yuan's lap and sat down, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Mo Yuan's body suddenly stiffened, fearing that the needle would prick her, so she quickly put down the needle.
Su Mingxue rubbed his hot neck with her little face, bit his earlobe,
"Those naughty kids are so annoying. I want to have a child as well-behaved as A Yuan. Only that way will I be lovable."
Her deliberately suppressed voice sounded sweet and greasy, with a lingering ending.
"Brother A Yuan, do you agree?"
Su Mingxue took Mo Yuan's rough hand and put it on her chest.
The moonlight reflected her gorgeous face, and her beautiful appearance was fascinating.
Mo Yuan's breathing quickened and he stared at her like a violent beast.
Her shoulders were held down, Mo Yuan closed his eyes and came close to her, and pressed her lips hard.
