Quick Wear: The Evil Beauty is Besieged by Perverts Again

After he came, Wang Daniu diligently cleaned the house again, and the place, which was not very dirty to begin with, became even more spotless.

Yu Xingyue didn't eat much at home, and he had traveled a long way to get here. His stomach began to growl, and he belatedly realized that he was a little hungry.

Having scolded him just now, Yu Xingyue felt a little embarrassed, but he still went over to him and called, "Do you have any food here? I'm hungry."

Wang Daniu stopped what he was doing, wiped his hands and said, "I'll do it now."

Although it is not his usual meal time, he cannot neglect it.

Yu Xingyue didn't expect that he would cook by himself, but then he thought that as a bachelor he took care of himself every day, so it seemed like nothing, very normal.

Still feeling it was weird, because he couldn't imagine what he would look like cooking in this state, Yu Xingyue followed over to watch out of curiosity.

Wang Daniu finally felt much more normal when he arrived at the area he was familiar with. He skillfully made a fire and burned wood to cook. His profile looked particularly resolute under the light of the fire.

Not to mention that he looks quite intimidating when he's working seriously, the most important thing is not to speak, otherwise you'll be exposed.

The flames danced in front of his eyes. He looked at the size of the fire and controlled the firewood in his hand. He estimated that it was not enough, so he went to the woodshed and got a few bundles of firewood.

He was seen lifting several large bundles with one hand. The way he did it as if it were nothing gave Yu Xingyue the illusion that he could lift them with one hand easily as well. After he put them down, Yu Xingyue quietly lifted them up when he wasn't paying attention. The bundles were so heavy that Yu Xingyue grimaced.

As expected of someone who often does farm work, his strength should not be underestimated.

Yu Xingyue didn't want to humiliate himself anymore. He changed his interest and became attracted by the burning firewood again. He reached out, pulled a dry branch and reached in to light a fire.

He had already recovered, so he decided to make the best of it. He had never experienced the life of stealing in the countryside, so he took this opportunity to go to the countryside and have some fun, just like traveling to a farm. Yu Xingyue thought in a good mood.

Wang Daniu immersed himself in cooking, treating it as usual. Yu Xingyue followed him silently like a shadow, and he took a while to get used to it.

He had gotten used to his life and forgot that there was one more person in the house. It was not until a white hand stretched out from beside him to stir the fire that he reacted. He subconsciously held him down and whispered, "Don't make trouble." Then he quickly eased up his force.

Yu Xingyue's first reaction was: "How dare you be so mean to me?!"

Although his family would never allow him to play with fire at home, saying that playing with fire would make him wet the bed, this is completely different from the nature of Wang Daniu. Who is he to dare to be so mean to him?

"I didn't." Wang Daniu came back to his senses and explained in a panic, "It's just that playing with fire is a bit too dangerous. Stay away from it and be careful not to burn yourself."

Yu Xingyue then reluctantly accepted it and moved his body a little, but not completely. He would occasionally put the wooden stick in his hand to burn it, then take it out and blow it, watching it burn and having a lot of fun.

Rural life is not entirely without merit.

Yu Xingyue waved it like a firework stick, and the fire gradually went out. He became interested as he looked at the burning charcoal, and used the charcoal as a pen to write and draw on the ground, leaving large black marks.

Wang Daniu turned around to add more firewood, but unexpectedly saw ink stains on the ground: "..." As honest as he was, he was obviously shocked.

If it was a kid from the village who had been so naughty as to dirty his floor, he would have definitely scolded him harshly, but when it was Yu Xingyue, he was somehow possessed, as if he had been possessed by a magic, and felt that his behavior was not offensive, and was willing to be extra tolerant of him.

He calmed himself down and, among the chaotic scribbles all over the floor, he actually spotted a particularly different piece that seemed to have a few large characters written on it.

He patiently came over and asked what was written. Yu Xingyue was putting the finishing touches on it, and after drawing a big pig's head at the end, his masterpiece was complete.

There were only a few words written on the ground: "Wang Daniu is a big fool [pig head]"

Yu Xingyue looked at it again and again and was extremely satisfied.

He deliberately read every word to Wang Daniu, hoping to see Wang Daniu looking ashamed. However, Wang Daniu did not do as he expected, but looked thoughtful.

Wang Daniu asked an angle he had not expected: "Is this how my name is written?"

"You're not really illiterate, are you?" Yu Xingyue originally thought that he couldn't see clearly because he wrote the words unclearly with a wooden stick, but he didn't expect it was because of this.

Wang Daniu was indeed an honest man. Not only did he not care at all, he turned around and asked him: "Yu, Xingyue, can you teach me how to write?"

This was the first time he pronounced his name, and he was a little nervous, as he felt that the sound coming out of his own mouth was completely different.

For the first time in his life, he felt that the name was like a spell, as if it connected with him just by saying it. He unconsciously lowered his voice, as if afraid to disturb something.

Yu Xingyue: “…”

Facing his sincere eyes of learning, no matter how bad Yu Xingyue was, he couldn't do anything to offend him.

Wang Daniu's eyes were very clear, giving him the feeling of a wild little wolf.

Yu Xingyue had never seen a wild wolf, but he felt it was similar. He felt it instinctively.

Yu Xingyue couldn't say no, but he didn't want to simply go along with his wishes. He threw the stick away as if to cover up, and said unnaturally: "I won't teach you, you have to learn it yourself."

He sat farther away, but saw Wang Daniu picking up the stick he had thrown on the ground and trying to imitate his handwriting clumsily, stroke by stroke. He was shocked and speechless.

This was also the first time in his history that he began to reflect on whether he had gone too far, but he soon became firm and told himself several times that he could not be wrong, and that someone else could be wrong. What's more, he came here to bully Wang Daniu, so what was wrong with him?

Only then did I feel calm and peaceful again.

Since he wants to learn, let him learn. Yu Xingyue picked up a few more pieces of firewood and threw them in to burn to distract his attention.

Seeing that the pot was about to be forgotten, Wang Daniu was still writing hard. Yu Xingyue stretched out a finger and poked him in the back: "Hey, Wang Daniu, don't you want to watch the firewood?"

The funny thing is that Yu Xingyue actually paused when he called his name. He was really embarrassed to say it out loud. It was really a back and forth, even mysteriously similar.

Wang Daniu seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He didn't pay attention to the question of addressing him. He fiddled with it again. After the big pot had stabilized the temperature, he hesitated for a long time and decided to ask Yu Xingyue: "As for cooking, there is a vegetable garden in the backyard. Do you want to go and see what to eat?"

Yu Xingyue was indeed quite interested, and responded very actively: "Go!"

However, it was a waste of time for him to go there even though he did not know the difference between different grains. He did not recognize most of the vegetables in the garden because he basically ate the finished products every time. He had never seen them in their condition in the garden and had no chance to see them.

Now he looked like a man who had never seen the world, and he knew everything about Wang Daniu when he asked about him.

Yu Xingyue looked at the cabbages in the field. They were so rare, like green roses. The more he looked at them, the more he liked them. He even picked one to admire.

Wang Daniu, a rough man, was used to this and mistakenly thought that he wanted to eat it, so he said directly, "I'll fry it when I get home."

"You don't understand at all, don't talk nonsense!" Yu Xingyue glared at him in dissatisfaction, "Don't fry this one of mine, I want to play with it."

Wang Daniu was a little annoyed for a moment, so he naturally agreed to everything and told him that he could even use it to play football, which earned him another look.

He wondered in confusion what he had said wrong.

Yu Xingyue had no idea how to answer him. His interest was already in waves, and his eyes were attracted by new things: "What kind of dish is this?"

It is green and lush, with distinct roots and growing well, which makes people happy just by looking at it.

Wang Daniu bent down and grabbed his beloved part. Before Yu Xingyue could stop him, he pulled it out of the ground with force, and the lower part of the leaf in his hand was connected to a juicy radish.

Yu Xingyue was stunned by this. It was like a magic trick: "Ah, does a radish look like this?"

Wang Daniu was puzzled: "Isn't this what radishes look like?"

Yu Xingyue thought that radishes were born to look like radishes, but it turns out that they grow underground with their leaves exposed.

He was so shocked that he didn't know how to describe his feelings. He didn't care to belittle him. When he saw the round radish, even though he didn't like it, he was still happy and hugged him: "Leave this for me to play with."

Upon hearing this, Wang Daniu handed the radish to him directly, but he refused to take it. He thought about it again and finally understood. He walked to the stream nearby and used the running water to wash off the mud on the radish. The radish was white with red inside, and there were still fresh water drops hanging on it. Only then was Yu Xingyue willing to take it happily.

This Wang Daniu is a man with good sense and not hopelessly stupid.

While Yu Xingyue was playing with his radishes for a while, Wang Daniu had already harvested the vegetables for cooking. When he looked up, he saw an exquisite bracelet made of wild flowers that Wang Daniu handed to him.

"Ah? What? Where did it come from?" Yu Xingyue was stunned, his face full of disbelief, "You did it?"

Wang Daniu's face was filled with a rare shyness, and he stammered, "I just made it. It's not very good. I give it to you."

When he saw Yu Xingyue's empty wrist, he felt that something was missing.

This was his first time trying to weave a bracelet. He had only weaved small animals before. Fortunately, the principle was the same and it worked. He looked at Yu Xingyue nervously and expectantly, waiting for his response.