Quick Wear: The Evil Beauty is Besieged by Perverts Again

Why are they all rushing to ask him to call him brother?

Although Xu Yi's case was just an accident, what's wrong with Wang Daniu?

Yu Xingyue was not happy to indulge him: "Wang Daniu, you are too bold. I don't call everyone brother. Those were all accidents."

"And can I call you Brother Daniu? That sounds so ugly. I won't do it." Yu Xingyue said angrily.

These words made Wang Daniu so sad that his eyes dimmed.

What a nice sound! His name was indeed unpleasant to hear, but when Yu Xingyue called it, he didn't think it was unpleasant. However, no matter how he coaxed Yu Xingyue, he refused to call him that again, so he had to give up.

He stayed with Yu Xingyue, watching him swallow the pills with water with ease, and couldn't help feeling even more lonely. These were things he couldn't touch. It felt like they were sitting together, but there was a thick barrier between them.

So he stood up and thought about what he could do to get closer to him, and then he strolled to the kitchen to cut meat for him and made a bowl of broth that he had agreed on at the beginning.

After taking a few pills, Yu Xingyue felt much more comfortable all of a sudden. He didn't know if it was an illusion, so he sat up and rubbed his stiff shoulders and neck.

When Wang Daniu brought the broth over, Yu Xingyue closed his mouth tightly and shook his head wildly to show his resistance, causing the spoon that was used to feed him to float in the air with nowhere to put it.

As Wang Daniu looked at him as if he were a picky child who refused to eat, Yu Xingyue finally spoke up with compassion and answered his doubts:

"I told you I don't like meat, and you still made it for me."

"Especially," Yu Xingyue said as he felt nauseous and even retched, "this fat meat."

Wang Daniu was panicked now, and quickly took the bowl away, sat down and patted him on the back to help him calm down.

"Okay, then I won't eat it."

How could this happen? There is no one in their village who doesn't like to eat meat. Yu Xingyue is really different. Maybe he is sick and has no appetite, but how can he get better quickly without eating meat?

Yu Xingyue tickled him again: "You didn't listen even after I told you."

Wang Daniu asked carefully: "Then what do you want to eat?"

When he asked this, Yu Xingyue, who originally had no appetite, suddenly thought of something and suddenly felt hungry and wanted to eat something. He followed his inner thoughts and said, "I want to eat watermelon."

There are still watermelons in the fields now, but: "Don't eat watermelons if you are sick."

Yu Xingyue's request was not met, so he rolled on the bed and said, "I want to eat it."

Wang Daniu considered the overall situation and hardened his heart and refused to agree. He asked instead: "What else do you want to eat?"

"Eggs. I want scrambled eggs."

Yu Xingyue said another one, but was rejected again. This time he refused to give in and wanted to cry, make a scene, and even hang himself:

"You can't eat this, and you can't eat that, so why are you asking me?"

Wang Daniu agreed with him: "That's not what I meant. It's not good to eat these when you are sick. When you get well soon, I will take you to eat, okay?"

"They are all tricking kids." Yu Xingyue knew that he was just making empty promises, but there was nothing he could do. It was all because of the damn sudden illness and that damn Wang Daniu. It was all useless.

So he reluctantly said, "I want to drink pumpkin porridge, is that okay?"

Wang Daniu was overjoyed and nodded in agreement repeatedly. He said this was simply perfect and very suitable. So he turned around and picked fresh young pumpkins from the field to make it.

He wolfed down the bowl of broth that had been put aside, which was actually a good deal for him. He usually didn't have such extravagant consumption, but he didn't expect it to end up in this way.

The pumpkin porridge turned out to be sweet and delicious. Yu Xingyue finally stopped making a fuss and ate most of it obediently. Wang Daniu was still working hard to finish the porridge and drank all the leftovers in the pot.

Not long after Yu Xingyue recovered his energy, he felt unwell all over. He thought about it and realized the big problem.

He called Wang Daniu over and asked: "Did I not take a shower yesterday?"

Wang Daniu also forgot about this because he was too seriously ill to take care of it.

Yu Xingyue understood what was going on by looking at his expression. He couldn't stand the fact that he hadn't showered in the middle of summer, so he shouted, "No, I want to shower now."

But Wang Daniu was afraid that if he took a shower, his illness, which had finally gotten better, would get worse again.

A little better? When did it get better?

Wang Daniu was shocked. He didn't even notice it. Could it be that the medicine prescribed by that damn Doctor Xu was really useful and so effective?

Despite this, it did not affect Wang Daniu's good impression of him.

Yu Xingyue was still clamoring for a shower as he was sweating a lot and felt uncomfortable.

Wang Daniu came to his senses and didn't dare to let him wash with well water anymore. He thought of a way and boiled a bucket of water for him to wipe his body, which made him feel a little better.

Wang Daniu decided to boil water for him to take a bath in the future. After learning his lesson, he found that this was safer.

He also didn't want to see the so-called Dr. Xu again.

But news about him kept coming to his ears. At first, the villagers were skeptical about him. However, later on, he was able to turn things around with just a few pills, which worked wonders. Word of mouth made a 360-degree turnaround, and everyone outside called him a miracle doctor.

Wang Daniu, who was the only one sober while everyone else was drunk, felt that he was the only one who had not been bewitched.

Whenever he wanted to expose Xu Yi's ugly true face to others, he would be silenced by a sentence like "Didn't he cure the one in your family?"

He was silent for a long time and didn't know what to say. He felt that this was clearly not the case and he still disagreed in his heart.

Maybe it was just a coincidence.

He knew that his own prejudice played a big role, but he didn't intend to change it. He gradually stopped talking because two fists were no match for four hands.

Ever since Yu Xingyue’s old man’s vest slipped off his shoulders last time, Wang Daniu didn’t want him to wear the old man’s vest anymore.

But Yu Xingyue was like a possessed man, he just thought the old man's vest was good, comfortable and breathable, he had to wear it and couldn't take it off.

He no longer cared about the big box of clothes from the city and only liked the old man's vest.

Wang Daniu opened it and saw that it was a box full of gorgeous and exquisite clothes made of high-quality fabrics. He felt that Yu Xingyue was suitable for this kind of outfit, and it would definitely look particularly exquisite and beautiful when worn, instead of the crudely made coarse linen clothes that he wore.

Yu Xingyue, however, refused to take off his beloved old man's vest, vowing to live and die with him, not even glancing at those old clothes, for the reason that:

“Who do you see wearing these clothes in the countryside?”

Isn't that too out of place? You're not going to wear it on a catwalk. What a fool.

Old Man Vest is still better. Old Man Vest is his best skin of the year. There is no need to worry about his image or anything. He just crosses his legs and looks like a boss.

If you haven’t worn an old man’s vest when you were young, you won’t know how good it is. Once you wear it once, it will be shaped like a vest for you for life.

Wang Daniu felt that these clothes might represent some conflicts from the past, and since he was holding back his anger and refused to wear them, he just let him do as he pleased.