At this moment, a clear voice came: "Who are you?"
Hu Miaomiao sniffed and saw a young man standing in the yard, looking at him curiously, and couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?"
"I..." The man was amused and walked two steps closer: "You are in my house and you ask me who I am?"
"Your home?" Hu Miaomiao was stunned and looked at him carefully.
He was a handsome young man, wearing a light green robe, carrying a cage on his back, and had a pair of piercing tiger eyes. He was really a handsome young man, somewhat similar to Jiang Meng.
"Huh?" Hu Miaomiao's eyes lit up and she exclaimed, "Are you Jiang Meng's younger brother?"
"Exactly, I call Jiang Tao, who are you?"
"I...I, I..."
Hu Miaomiao panicked. How could she explain it? Could it be that she wanted to repay the favor by eating a mouthful of his chicken soup?
"Are you a thief?"
"No!" Hu Miaomiao waved his hands repeatedly, his face turning pale: "I'm not a thief, I...I know your brother..."
Although they only knew each other for one night, they could still be considered acquaintances.
Thinking of this, Hu Miaomiao gained a little more confidence, puffed up his chest and said, "It was your brother who asked me to stay. I am not a thief."
"...Oh?" Jiang Tao was even more curious now. He had gone out to study for more than half a month, and he had a sister-in-law?
Moreover, she is still a peach-loving little girl. Is his brother enlightened?
Seeing that she was still childish, Jiang Tao started to joke, "You said you know my eldest brother, do you have any evidence?"
"Evidence? What evidence?" Hu Miaomiao raised her little face, looking confused and innocent, so innocent that it made people's hearts flutter.
"You have no evidence, which makes it difficult for me to believe you..." Jiang Tao said in a long tone, thoughtfully: "In my opinion, you are a thief!"
"I'm not!" She waved her hands hurriedly, almost crying: "My name is Hu Miaomiao, and I was taken in by your brother."
"Hu Miaomiao?"
"Hmph, I don't believe it. Do you know what the crime of stealing is?"
At this moment, Hu Miaomiao remembered Jiang Meng's words last night about taking her to the government. She felt sad and couldn't help crying.
"You cried?"
Jiang Tao took a few steps forward and saw two lines of clear tears falling on her fair and charming face, and he immediately panicked.
After putting down the cage, Jiang Tao was as anxious as a young boy, wishing he had ten more mouths to make her happy.
"Don't cry. It's my fault. I offended you with my speechless words."
"Ugh..." Hu Miaomiao hugged her knees with her hands and cried hard.
"I...I, I..."
Jiang Tao was so panicked that he didn't know what to do. He was still a young man and had never made a woman cry. He only heard that they were made of water and were very squeamish.
Now when I saw them, I realized that the rumors were wrong. They were not only made of water, they were simply cute dolls, and they couldn't even say a word.
However, if he could do it all over again, Jiang Tao would never talk about her again.
Just this time, my heart ached, how could I make her cry again.
"Stop crying, if you want to be angry, just hit me!"
Jiang Tao was so anxious that he took her slender hand and was about to hit him.
However, even though he was a scholar, he still exercised regularly. His chest was strong, and Hu Miaomiao's little hands hurt after just one beating.
"It hurts..." Hu Miaomiao retracted her hand, her face turned pale from the pain.
"Does it really hurt that much?"
Jiang Tao was stunned. She hadn't even exerted much force yet. Was it enough that she couldn't bear it?
As soon as I saw it, her knuckles were indeed red. It looked like she was really a cute baby, and she was afraid of melting when she held it in her mouth.
"Then you scold me, and I promise not to scold you back."
Hu Miaomiao sobbed and shook her head slightly. She couldn't curse.
"Then...then you hit me?" Jiang Tao said, giving her the laundry stick in the tub.
"I don't want it!" Hu Miaomiao shook it off with his backhand as if he had caught a hot potato.
Jiang Tao had no choice but to do this or that, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"As long as you don't cry, I can do whatever you want!"
Hu Miaomiao stopped crying, "Is it really possible to do anything?"
"Of course, a man's words are hard to follow." Jiang Tao patted his chest, showing the unique arrogance of a young man.
Hu Miaomiao suddenly smiled, her eyes shining like thousands of stars, with a soul-stirring beauty.
At this time, there were still tears on her face, but there was an intoxicating smile on her eyebrows. She looked like a deer in the forest who was ignorant of the world, and like a spirit that charmed the world. Every frown and every frown was as beautiful as a painting.
Jiang Tao looked at her dreamily, almost forgetting to breathe, and he could hear his own violent heartbeat in his ears.
An unfamiliar throbbing rippled faintly in my heart, and my throat was trembling.
Thinking of the unclear relationship between her and her eldest brother, Jiang Tao felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her, and her restless heart suddenly became cold.
Look no further!
Jiang Tao turned his head away, not daring to take another look.
"What’s wrong with you?"
In front of her eyes was an enlarged little face, with her pink and tender mouth just two fingers apart.
Jiang Tao's throat tightened and he glanced to the other side.
However, Hu Miaomiao came over again and asked confusedly: "What's wrong with you?"
Because there was a wooden basin across the way, half of Hu Miaomiao's body was leaning on the man's shoulder, and her breath sprayed on his neck with waves of fragrance.
Jiang Tao's pupils shrank suddenly, his whole body was as stiff as iron, a rush of heat rushed to his head, and his face instantly turned red.
Hu Miaomiao opened her eyes wide and said in surprise: "Your face is so red."
The next second, her smooth little hand was placed on Jiang Tao's right cheek, "It's really red and hot, are you uncomfortable?"
Jiang Tao was struggling to endure it, but when she touched him, his whole body felt like his acupuncture points were being tapped, and his heart beat out of his throat.
He remained motionless, a drop of sweat falling down his handsome face.
Hu Miaomiao was confused and thought he was sick, so she nervously wiped the sweat from his face.
Suddenly, her little hand was grabbed.
Hu Miaomiao tilted her head and looked at him. She wanted to pull out her hand, but it was squeezed tighter. She cried out in pain: "You pinched me."
Jiang Tao came to his senses, immediately let go of her wrist, stood up and walked a few steps away to cover up the frantic heartbeat.
Clearing his throat, Jiang Tao said with a guilty conscience: "Men and women do not have sex, don't you even understand this?"
Hu Miaomiao chased after him and asked ignorantly: "What does it mean for a man and a woman to accept each other but not be intimate with each other?"
"It means... that we are different between men and women, so we should pay attention to our propriety."
But he said this with too much confidence.
Hu Miaomiao thought for a while, not quite understanding the logic behind her words, "How are men and women different? Why are they different?"
"Why is there a difference?" Jiang Tao was stunned. This question was so unexpected that he didn't know the answer.
The difference between men and women is nothing more than...
