Is it over or not? If it continues, she will probably die as soon as she wears the book. This way of death is unacceptable to her!
Seeing the woman below him biting his lips tightly, An Jianjun's eyes darkened, and his big hand gently brushed his cheek and pressed it down.
"Ouch!" Feng Jiaojiao struggled to resist, she could hardly breathe.
An Jianjun held down his little hand that was stirring up fire, and couldn't control it anymore...
The two of them hugged each other tightly like this.
After a long time, An Jianjun stood up and looked at the person under him, "Let's get married."
This was the first sentence An Jianjun said when he regained consciousness, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice.
He must be responsible for what he did. He caused her trouble, and he will be good to her.
Feng Jiaojiao was confused. After entering the book, she faced two choices. One was to marry An Jianjun and then die in childbirth a year later to make room for the heroine. The other was to not marry An Jianjun and pretend that nothing happened.
But...she looks like this, and others will know what's going on as soon as they see her. As long as she walks out of this yard, within a few hours, different versions of rumors will appear. What else can she do to survive? If she doesn't marry An What else can Jianjun do?
This is the 1970s. If you risk being labeled as a shabby shoe, your death will probably be even worse.
It seems that death is inevitable in the end, it's just a matter of time. Did she offend the God of Death by torturing her like this?
Feng Jiaojiao wanted to get up and put on clothes, but she found that she couldn't do it. Her limbs were shaking uncontrollably, and her tears of grievance fell down, and her clothes were wet after a while.
An Jianjun put on his clothes and saw Feng Jiaojiao, who had no good place on her body and was in so much pain that she couldn't put on clothes. She could only sit there helplessly and shed tears. Her heart felt soft.
"I...let me help you." He touched the delicate skin and paused for a moment.
At this moment, Feng Jiaojiao found an outlet to vent her anger.
"It's all you, it's all your fault! Do you want to kill me! Wuwu..." Feng Jiaojiao was so angry that she repeatedly hit her chest with her little fist, which was like a copper wall.
Why is she so unlucky? Just die and wear a book.
Just wear it, it's still a female counterpart. It's okay to dress up as a melon-eater, but why is she a short-lived female supporting character?
The female supporting role should be a female supporting role. At worst, she can live her own life while avoiding the female lead and the male lead.
But God actually played tricks on her and put the male protagonist to bed right after she arrived. Does this mean she thinks her life is too long?
She is just a hard-working wage earner. She is exploited by her boss. She works overtime and stays up late. She wakes up earlier than a chicken, goes to bed later than a dog, eats worse than a pig, and works more than a donkey. She can't stand this incredible wealth!
Doesn't she just like to read some romance novels? This is her only hobby. Who's in the way? She can actually wear books. It's really ridiculous.
Feng Jiaojiao's little strength was so soft that for An Jianjun, it was almost like scratching an itch, which made him even more uncomfortable. He grabbed the troublesome little hand.
"It's all my fault. I will make it up to you. When you feel better, you can hit me as much as you want. Let me help you put on your clothes first."
It was also the first time for An Jianjun, an older girl, to get on the sedan chair. It was the first time for a girl to wear clothes, and his niece didn't even wear them. She was stumbling. Feng Jiaojiao was still mumbling and not very cooperative, which made his head full of hair. sweat.
Feng Jiaojiao thought to herself that this body was similar to hers. He was 1.63 meters tall, with good body proportions, long legs and short upper body. His figure was not slender, but slightly plump. He was estimated to weigh one hundred and twenty kilograms. The one in front Both are heavy.
His skin is fair, but now he is covered in bruises, which is a bit scary. But it is not difficult to see that she must have good foundation, she is a delicate little girl.
Feng Jiaojiao was also a squeamish little girl before she entered the book, and was the only daughter in the family. At home, I had nothing to do with anything, and I grew up under the full care of my parents.
But after graduating from college, there is no such good treatment. When entering society, no one is used to it.
She is also stupid. She doesn't want to wait for the warm haven at home and insists on going out to make a living.
From the very beginning, when she was full of ambition and confidence, she would definitely get ahead and become the pride of her parents, but in the end, reality gave her a big mouth and woke her up directly.
How can you be a simple little girl in society? You can just hang out if you want.
Finally, I succumbed to a position with a monthly salary of 3,200 yuan, and my life was very stable.
She is still committing suicide. In order to enjoy living alone, she took out a loan to buy a small single apartment of 40 square meters. She still has to pay the mortgage every month. If it weren't for the 3,000 yuan that her parents sponsor her every month, she would have to drink Northwest. The wind is blowing.
Every day is to eat, go to work, eat during lunch break, eat after work, go home and read novels, and then take a shower and go to bed.
Then go to work the next day, and so on day after day, the cycle repeats, and I spend several years of youth.
She thought she would spend her whole life like this, but she didn't expect to work overtime, die suddenly, and even be transported into a novel.
But if you think about it carefully, if it's the male protagonist...it doesn't seem like it's too bad.
After all, a man who can be called the hero can't be any less good-looking. She is a beauty-controller.
The man in front of her had thick eyebrows, a tall nose, and a strong build. He must be at least 1.8 meters tall. Standing in front of her, he made her look like a petite doll.
Even if the skin color is not very white, there are not many white soldiers in the army. It would be strange if they are not dark after training all day long.
Of course she felt at ease when An Jianjun helped her get dressed. Who caused her to be like this? What's wrong with asking him to get dressed?
An Jianjun looked at the little man in front of him with a headache. He was pouting with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes. He turned his head to one side and seemed to be ignoring him. He seemed to be angry with him.
But it really should be, which girl can endure this situation? This is indeed his fault.
"you……"
Before An Jianjun could speak, An's mother knocked on the window, "Third brother, come out!"
When An's mother heard that there was no movement in the room opposite, she quickly called An Jianjun out. She had to figure out what was going on. Did the female educated youth seduce her son, or did the son fall in love with her?
"mom……"
"Third son, this... tell me quickly, what's going on?" An's mother was so anxious that her mouth was blistering. Just for a moment, the corners of her mouth bulged. How did her son get into this with Feng Jiaojiao, an educated youth? Together.
"Mom... here's the thing, I..." An Jianjun drugged Wang Xiaofang to him. After he forced himself to go home, he accidentally met Feng Jiaojiao and forced him to tell her what happened.
When An's mother heard this, she thought it was alright. This Wang Xiaofang really didn't realize that she was quite proficient in this dirty trick.
"I'm going to settle the score with their old Wang family! They want to kill you!" When An's mother thought that Wang Xiaofang actually drugged her son, she became so angry that she wanted to burn down the old Wang family.
If anyone knew this, his son would not be accused of being sent to the army, and his future would be ruined.
