The educated youth was beautiful and charming, and the rough man of the time was deeply moved

Ye Yang rushed forward, hugged Mu Yu's waist, ignored her slapping, carried her on his shoulder, and brought her away from the dangerous water.

Mu Yu was looking at the clear water by the river to relieve her sorrow, when she was picked up and taken away without noticing. She was overwhelmed by panic and had no power to resist, she shed tears of regret.

Why didn't she just stay at Uncle Six's house and have to come out for a walk?

Snapped.

The wetness sliding down his collar to his chest made Ye Yang's body stiffen. He hurriedly put Mu Yu down and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but the words that came to his lips turned into: "Why are you crying? It's not a big deal.

When Mu Yu heard the familiar voice, she looked up suddenly and silently loosened her fist that was clenched in preparation for hitting someone. She stared at Ye Yang in a daze without saying a word.

Why...is he here?

Didn't he intend to have nothing to do with her?

Ye Yang licked his back teeth as he bumped into Mu Yu's misty eyes. It was so sweet, and he really wanted to be bullied, especially at certain special moments...

A glimmer flashed in Ye Yang's eyes, and he cursed himself for being such a beast. He said fiercely, "Don't listen to the nonsense of those aunts in the village. If you can't bear it, jump into the water and live well."

It turned out that he had misunderstood her and she wanted to commit suicide.

So, what is she looking forward to?

Mu Yu's mouth was full of bitterness, and in her heart she was secretly stabbing at the villain named Ye Yang. She couldn't help but sarcastically said, "You are such a good person!"

"Then you are really blind!" Ye Yang said subconsciously.

"..." Mu Yu glared at Ye Yang angrily. This man was really hateful.

Not keeping your distance? I'll do as you wish.

Mu Yu turned around and left angrily!

Ye Yang misunderstood Mu Yu's angry look, thinking that she was blaming him for meddling in her affairs and that she should be allowed to die. He got anxious and grabbed Mu Yu's hand.

"Don't commit suicide. At worst, I'll suffer a little loss and marry you!" Ye Yang, who was afraid that Mu Yu would reject her, tried to save her face by trying to keep him.

Mu Yu was stunned and turned back in disbelief, as if he wanted to stare at Ye Yang to death.

He disliked her so much, was he serious about what he said? Or was he just trying to make fun of her?

Being stared at by Mu Yu, Ye Yang subconsciously stood at attention, not daring to move.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Mu Yu was still silent. Ye Yang's excited heart sank little by little.

Finally, when he couldn't help but speak to save face, Mu Yujiaojiao's voice rang in his ears: "As long as you are willing to marry me, I will marry you!"

Even if it means lying to her, she will give it a try.

Mu Yu was scared, really scared.

She was afraid of running into a hooligan like Ye Laizi again, being dragged away without the power to resist. She was even more afraid of being reported as a foxy woman and having her head shaved and paraded through the streets...

Mu Yu didn't think she was a weak person, but she had no confidence that she could withstand such humiliation.

The reason why she wanted to go out and take a look was to hear whether the villagers looked down on her or pointed fingers at her after knowing that she was a person who had lost her innocence.

But when she really heard those obscene words, she was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to end her life with a white silk. But she remembered her father's words: "People can die on the battlefield, die of old age, or die unexpectedly... But you can't be self-pitying and want to die. You must know that what you look down on and discard at will is what thousands of Mu family soldiers desire but cannot reach. Besides, she is not wrong!", she slowly cheered up, but walked to the river unknowingly.

Therefore, even if Ye Yang doesn't like her, she will try to seize this opportunity.

What you like has never been important. In the Tiansheng Dynasty, when noble families marry, the first thing they look at is family background and ability, not love.

As long as she could marry Ye Yang and give birth to a legitimate eldest son, in this age of monogamy, she would be honored as a mother because of her son!

I'll marry you! I'll marry you!

Ye Yang's mind was full of these words. He felt as if a string had broken, his mind went blank, and he was so happy that he wanted to fly.

Before, Ye Yang didn't want to delay Mu Yu and chose not to disturb her, but when he saw Ye Lai Zi bullying Mu Yu that day, his mind changed. He regretted not marrying Mu Yu according to his grandmother's kindness, which caused her to suffer such a great injustice. Ye Yang couldn't even imagine that if he hadn't arrived in time, would the little girl's life have been ruined by Ye Lai Zi, that scumbag, and she would have been bullied.

Therefore, Ye Yang wanted to be a little selfish this time, so she mustered up the courage to say the words "I will marry you" in a reluctant manner.

Under Mu Yu's burning gaze, Ye Yang suppressed his restlessness, put on a stern face, and nodded coldly: "We will hold a banquet in a few days."

Although he had expected it, this cold expression still made Mu Yu feel a little hurt.

Suddenly, something hooked his finger. Mu Yu was startled and subconsciously shook it off.

Ye Yang, who was happily imagining going home holding his wife's hand, suddenly turned grim-faced.

When he saw Ye Yang’s ugly face, Mu Yu finally realized what had happened?

She actually just pushed away Ye Yang's hand when he wanted to hold her, embarrassing him.

Mu Yu moved his lips, wanting to explain, but was interrupted by the sensitive and self-respecting Ye Yang. He said in a bad tone: "Let's go back."

As long as he spoke quickly, she wouldn't be able to say anything disgusting or regretful. He had been a bit messy in the past, but he would change slowly.

Is he angry?

"Ye Yang!"

"I don't want to hear it, shut up!"

Mu Yu's explanation was stuck in her throat. She followed Ye Yang closely, staring at Ye Yang's big hands in a trance.

She quietly raised her hand, then put it down. Was this too unrestrained? But what if he got angry and regretted it? He was the only one she knew in this village!

Moreover, the other men are not as good-looking as him. They all look like black coal balls.

Mu Yu was very conflicted, her delicate brows seemed to be tied in a knot. After a while, the panic in her heart finally overcame the shyness of a lady from a wealthy family. She reached out and touched Ye Yang's big hand.

Their skin touched each other, and a strange, safe, and faintly tingling feeling came over her. Mu Yu blushed all of a sudden, like a ripe peach.

This strange and novel feeling made the inexperienced Mu Yu subconsciously want to escape, but before she could retract her hand, the big hand suddenly reached out and held her small white hand.

It was very big. Surrounded by that big hand, Mu Yu couldn't see her hand at all. It was also very hot and warm, making people feel at ease...

Hmm? Why is it so wet and sticky? It's so uncomfortable.

"Ye Yang..." Mu Yu struggled but failed to break free.

You have no conscience. You’ve only held my hand for a short while, and now you’re not going to let me hold your hand anymore?

He hasn't touched enough!

Really, how come it's so long? Why is it so soft? So slippery?

"Shut up and go back." Ye Yang, who was reluctant to leave, pretended to be fierce. People who didn't know him would think that he didn't like Mu Yu, but his red ears and the pacing of his feet undoubtedly exposed his nervousness and shyness, as well as the fact that he was still a virgin.

On the other side, Xu Min came back from collecting herbs and looked at the closed door, his heart suddenly tightened.

My little ancestor, where is this guy running to if he doesn’t stay in the house obediently?

If anything goes wrong, wouldn't that bastard Ye Yang kill him?

Xu Min put down the basket and was about to look around when he saw two figures walking together in the distance. The setting sun was shining on them, as if giving them a layer of warm light. They were a perfect match, like a couple from heaven.

I knead, I knead.

No, where did the scene he imagined of the brat running around with his head in his hands and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy go?