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

The man being photographed stiffened for a moment before he turned around and gave Shi Yan a faint smile. Although there was dusty black soil behind him, he gave people a warm and elegant feeling.

"Comrade Xiaolian, you are here to deliver something to Uncle Zhao and Aunt Liu. You have to walk a few steps forward. Uncle and Aunt are over there."

Fan Junjie had already seen the pretty girl walking in this direction from afar, but although he had stayed at the Zhao family for a few days, as soon as the temporary youth camp in the village was repaired, Zhao De quickly packed him up and sent him to hang out with the other youths.

Even Aunt Liu, who had welcomed him to stay temporarily, did not keep him, leaving him no chance to get to know Shi Yan who lived next door more deeply.

So even though he had met this girl who lived next door to the village chief, they were only acquaintances, and he never expected that Shi Yan would suddenly greet him.

Shi Yan didn't expect that she didn't use her special powers for a moment and actually recognized the wrong person, but just turning around and leaving was not in line with her gentle personality.

"Thank you, Comrade Fan. It's time for lunch now. How are you going to eat? Is there anyone to cook?"

Fan Junjie: "We are all working with fellow villagers, and they will deliver it to us later, so I can work for a while longer, so I won't be in a hurry in the afternoon."

"Okay, then I won't disturb you from working."

Shi Yan continued to walk towards the Zhao family's fields carrying the basket and the thermos. After chatting with Fan Junjie for a while, there were only a few people left in the fields. Shi Yan quickened her pace and just as she passed a few piles of straw, she was suddenly pulled in by a hand.

My back hit the still damp straw pile, which didn't feel very good, especially when there was someone pressed against me and my exposed neck was itchy and painful.

If Shi Yan hadn't been holding food and hot water in her hands, she would have knocked over the "big wolfdog" on her body long ago.

"Xiao Lian, why are you talking to him? Are you familiar with him?"

Zhao Ze's chin was resting on Shi Yan's neck, and his voice was muffled and a little aggrieved.

"Get up first. The straw is piercing me and it hurts."

Listening to his beloved's somewhat restrained words, Zhao Ze also knew that he had made a mistake. He quickly raised his head, but did not increase the distance between them. His eyes swept back and forth on Shi Yan's body until he saw Shi Yan's slightly red right neck.

"Xiao Lian, I was wrong. Let me blow it for you."

Zhao Ze didn't wait for Shi Yan's response. He moved forward and held her in his arms. His warm breath sprayed on her flushed skin. Shi Yan felt like she was suffering.

It was just a little painful and itchy at first, but now it's just itchy.

"Stop blowing, it's itchy~"

Shi Yan replied with a trembling voice while dodging backwards.

Zhao Ze only felt the soft voice of the person in her arms, which made her heart burn, and this heat directly burned to her brain. Looking at the pink and tender skin in front of her, she pressed her lips against it and gently caressed it.

The small kisses moved upwards from the exposed skin until they touched the two soft petals. Zhao Ze sighed in his heart, but he was sober now and knew that the environment was not right. He just tasted it briefly, then hugged Shi Yan tightly and took the thing in her hand.

"Xiao Lian, I was wrong. You can punish me as you like, but don't abandon me!"

Shi Yan, the virgin solo, was also stunned by the kiss. Her face flushed, and she didn't know whether to be annoyed or not. In the end, she could only utter "OK".

"Xiao Lian, you are the best. Let's go, let's go to our parents together. I will take you back later."

"it is good."

Both of them had red faces, and it was obvious that they had done something "bad". Fortunately, during the time they were delayed behind the straw, the people working in the fields went to the side to eat, otherwise, who knows what kind of erotic "scandal" would have spread.

The two men walked away in a hurry, hesitatingly, and did not notice a slender figure standing behind another pile of straw.

The Zhao couple warmly welcomed Shi Yan's arrival. As for why their stupid son was also following them, just by looking at the ambiguous atmosphere between the two young people, the two experienced people naturally knew that something must have happened, so they didn't ask anything.

The four of them happily finished eating the food that Shi Yan brought, and then dispersed to do what they were doing.

In the evening;

Shi Yan was pruning vines in her yard and was planning to cut a few flowers to put in a vase. At this time, someone came to her unexpectedly.

The door of the courtyard was only half closed, so standing at the gate one could clearly see every move of the people in the courtyard.

Pink flowers and emerald green branches sway in the breeze, and standing among them is a woman in a plain pink dress. She is like a flower transformed into a human, a fairy among flowers, fascinating and yet making people dare not approach her.

How could such a person be paired with such a reckless person? Thinking of the scene I saw at noon, I felt uncomfortable no matter how I thought about it.

While Shi Yan was busy pruning the branches, she had already noticed the person standing at the door, but she didn't want to stop because she hadn't finished the work at hand, so she let the person at the door continue standing if he wanted to.

But when the gazes behind her became more and more intense, Shi Yan had no choice but to stop what she was doing helplessly.

He pretended to look back accidentally and was startled before speaking.

"Jiaxue, why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

Ever since Widow Wang made a fool of herself at Shi Yan's house and later "accidentally" fell and injured herself at home, Liang Jiaxue has had to take care of Widow Wang on the one hand, and on the other hand. Now that Widow Wang has recovered and it is spring planting time, Liang Jiaxue is worried that his mother is too tired, so he takes care of the family's three meals and housework.

So they had no chance to speak, but Shi Yan still had a good impression of Liang Jiaxue. After all, when she came to this world and just started to separate from the family, it was thanks to Liang Jiaxue's understanding and care.

"Sister-in-law, how are you doing recently?"

Liang Jiaxue stepped into the yard and walked to Shi Yan's side.

His build was not as strong as other farmers', but he was tall and slender. Shi Yan was not short, and now he was only as high as her lips. There was a sense of oppression from his height, and Shi Yan could no longer regard him as the boy who had secretly sent her clothes.

Shi Yan: "I'm fine, everyone takes good care of me."

"Sister-in-law, are you and Zhao Ze together?"

At this moment, Liang Jiaxue didn't even mention "brother" and just called Zhao Ze by his full name.

Shi Yan was stunned by the question. Although she felt a little uncomfortable listening to Liang Jiaxue's question with a questioning tone, she still nodded and did not intend to hide it.

"Why Zhao Ze? Although Uncle Zhao is the village chief, he is just an idler who plays with cats and dogs. How can he take care of you in the future? Do you have to rely on you to support him in the future?"

Liang Jiaxue's words were very blunt, and this attitude made Shi Yan very unhappy.

"I know what Zhao Ze is like. If you came here today just to say this, then go back! Who I am with, dating, and getting married is up to me. You have no right to interfere!"