Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

Shi Yan didn't plan to say much to the person in front of her to avoid unnecessary trouble. She didn't ask the person's name, and quickly left the market. Then she came to the corner of an alley and entered the space directly.

Although she had tried to cover up today, it was still not thorough enough. There was not even a piece of clothing for changing in the space, so she could only use the dumbest method. She stayed in the space for a while, and after making sure that no one was following her, she untied her scarf, turned around and went to the other side of the market, bought several backpacks, and then returned to the guesthouse.

Because she had entered the space to hide twice, although Yan didn’t do anything in the afternoon, it was already late when she returned to the guesthouse.

Thinking of the note Tang Ping left in the morning saying he would bring lunch in the afternoon, Shi Yan didn't think about buying food. She just took apples, strawberries and pears and put them on the table for Tang Ping to take back and eat.

Then Shi Yan entered the space and filled the backpack she had just bought with fruits and vegetables. Then she left the space, found a dark blue bra, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When Shi Yan was taking a shower, she knew that Tang Ping had returned and brought back a few aluminum lunch boxes. It was obvious at a glance that Tang Ping had brought her lunch from the army canteen.

So Shi Yan didn't spend too much time in the bathroom and went back to the house with wet hair.

Inside the house, Tang Ping saw the fruits on the table as soon as he came back, and he knew that his wife must have gone to the market.

Looking at the excellent appearance of these fruits, I couldn't help but secretly praise her in my heart, saying that she is worthy of being my little wife. She can even buy such rare things.

Tang Ping is now in a state where his lover sees beauty in everything. No matter what Shi Yan does, he thinks it is good.

For example, now, Shi Yan was wearing a dark blue blouse, and her wet hair was gathered to one shoulder. The clothes on her shoulder were wet by her undried hair.

Although Shi Yan's current appearance was not ugly, she even looked more charming because her cheeks were red from the hot water.

But in Tang Ping's eyes, it was as if she had turned on the tenth level of beauty. Words like "beautiful as a state to the whole city", "so beautiful that fish can sink to the bottom of the water and geese can fall", and "a lotus emerging from the water" kept circling in his mind. His eyes were fixed on Shi Yan as he looked at her.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

Shi Yan casually placed the basin filled with dirty clothes on the shelf beside her, and then prepared to get a dry towel from her luggage to wipe her hair.

The faint sweet fragrance became more and more obvious as Shi Yan got closer.

Tang Ping only felt that his little wife at this moment had turned into a fairy that fed on nectar, exuding a sweet scent all over her body, tempting people to explore.

No matter what Tang Ping was thinking, his body moved unconsciously.

So when Shi Yan passed by him, Tang Ping directly pulled her into his arms.

Shi Yan was completely unprepared and was frightened by Tang Ping's actions, so much so that she couldn't help but scream out in surprise.

However, before she could figure out what Tang Ping wanted to do, a hot and eager kiss came over her.

It was just that the man didn't seem to be very experienced in kissing, and he just relied on brute force. Shi Yan had no idea how many times her lips had been hit by the man's teeth.

She finally couldn't bear it anymore and pushed the man away, covering her mouth with her hands.

"What are you doing? You're hurting me!"

Shi Yan's breathing was still a little unstable, so even her words of complaint carried a hint of coquettishness.

Tang Ping's condition was even more abnormal. In just a short while, his head was covered with sweat, his eyes seemed to be on fire, and there was a cut on his mouth.

His whole body exuded a wildness, and his fiery gaze was always fixed on Shi Yan.

"Niannian~"

"Niannian~"

The man's voice was really hoarse, and there was a pleading tone in his voice. The hand on the back of Shi Yan's neck was rubbing it constantly, arousing waves of numbness.

"My mouth hurts a little."

Shi Yan felt a little embarrassed by being stared at, and it took her a long time to squeeze out these words.

"Nian Nian, I'll be gentler then."

Tang Ping didn't wait for Shi Yan to answer, and approached her eagerly again.

But this time, Tang Ping's movements were much gentler. His slender fingers passed through the wet hair, carrying a tender feeling.

Finally, it was not until Shi Yan's stomach protested that Tang Ping reluctantly stopped.

At this time, the man, whose head was full of pornographic garbage, finally remembered that his wife was still hungry and was pregnant.

"Nian Nian, you must be hungry. It's all my fault. I'll feed you. You take a rest."