Bring your bestie to play melon in the domineering love story

Han Fei was silent for a full minute.

He suspected that Jiang Ruoli was just joking with him.

Jiang Ruoli felt his puzzled gaze and nodded, giving him a fatal blow.

"Don't doubt it, you can go pick up manure now."

Tang Jiujiu laughed with schadenfreude beside her.

Unexpectedly, she was dragged away by Fang Hao the next second. The man's face was gloomy. He held her in his arms and gently lifted her chin with his slender, cold white fingers. "Baby, if you smile at other men like this again, it will be very dangerous, you know?"

"Danger?"

Tang Jiujiu was puzzled.

If you are not allowed to laugh, should I cry?

Fang Hao didn't explain. After a while, the gloomy smile on his lips gradually became perverted. He lowered his voice and said, "Remember the ditch dismemberment case a while ago? The victim's eyeballs were dug out. I guess he saw something he shouldn't have seen, and that made people angry..."

Tang Jiujiu shuddered all over.

She had indeed seen similar pictures on Fang Hao's work computer. The head without eyeballs and the two empty eyeballs were particularly creepy.

She raised her head and glared at Fang Hao with anger and fear, "Can you please stop being impulsive?"

"That depends on your performance. You've been getting more and more naughty these days. You used to be so well behaved, but now you even take off your ring and smile at other men. After the show is over, stay home and reflect on yourself."

Family?

Tang Jiujiu instantly thought of the gorgeous and exquisite canary cage.

Given Fang Hao's abnormal personality, he wouldn't really want to lock her up, right?

No.

She doesn't want to.

Every cell in Tang Jiujiu's body was resisting.

"Hubby~" Tang Jiujiu knew that this man was soft-hearted, so she deliberately lowered her voice to a pitiful tone and tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Please don't lock me up, okay?"

"Not good." Fang Hao raised his hand and patted her little face, sneering, "Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"You know I hate being forced, unless you are willing to give birth to a child for me, then I will believe that you love me."

Tang Jiujiu's breathing stagnated.

There is already a pervert, and another little pervert is created?

A bunch of perverts?

Is she still alive then?

Of course, she couldn't refuse directly, as that would only anger him and would not do her any good.

After thinking for a while, she said, "You know, I'm weak. Chinese medicine says I need to take good care of myself before I can..."

"Are you going to a Chinese doctor for treatment?"

"Ah."

Hearing this, Fang Hao smiled with satisfaction, the corners of his mouth raised, pinching Tang Jiujiu's chin and lifting it slightly, "Listen carefully, from now on, you can only have eyes for me, understand?"

No matter how reluctant Tang Jiujiu was, or how much she gritted her teeth, she could only be forced to smile, "Yeah."

the other side.

Fu Yao put the arranged vegetable seedlings aside, lowered her head and smiled, her eyes gentle, "I didn't expect that after so many years, you still like peonies."

Huo Xingzhou stroked the Buddhist beads in his hand, his eyes swept across Jiang Ruoli's profile, and said indifferently, "If you like someone, you should always like them."

Fu Yao was stunned.

She didn't know if Huo Xingzhou's words contained another meaning, but she didn't care. She smiled and responded, "You are indeed a loyal and good man."

A good man?

If you can't even keep the one you love, what kind of a good man are you?

Fu Yao looked at him and suddenly said, "Xingzhou, are you sweating?"

After saying that, he took out a tissue and was about to wipe his sweat, "You have to do farm work every day, and the production team doesn't even consider your identity."

Huo Xingzhou caught a glimpse of Jiang Ruoli and Han Fei leaving side by side. A shadow appeared in his eyes. He held Fu Yao's hand and said, "I can do it myself."

Fu Yao pulled her hand back, her tone was hard to tell whether it was coquettish or complaining, "You can't see where it is, it's the same if I wipe it. Besides, I often wiped your sweat before."

There is an indescribable ambiguity between the words.

Jiang Shaoqing, who was not far away, frowned when he heard this.

Good guy.

What is the relationship between these two?

Could it be that her good sister was deceived into marriage?

Thinking of this, he deliberately moved closer, trying to find out some clues, but unfortunately Huo Xingzhou turned and walked away without even a glance.

......

at this time.

Han Fei stood beside the toilet.

Rural huts have always been simple.

Simply build a platform with bricks or stones, and dig a hole underneath. Sometimes there is even nothing, just dig a hole and people squat on it to relieve themselves.

The feces are stored in pits and are mainly used as fertilizer for the fields. However, the disadvantage is that the smell is very bad and there are many flies and insects. Picking up feces is simply one of the ten most cruel tortures in the world.

"Go ahead." Jiang Ruoli pointed to the toilet in front, "Hurry up and carry it over. The fields are still waiting to be fertilized."

Han Fei: “6.”

It turns out you are not joking.

All the groups were busy planting vegetables, except Han Fei, who was carrying a shoulder pole. His back, pretending to be calm but with trembling legs, looked extremely desolate.

Han Fei: I really will thank you.

[That's right, this is fate, there's no way to avoid it.]

【Hahahaha, you guys are stealing the bamboo shoots. 】

"Why did Jiang Ruoli ask Han Fei to carry manure? The task is to see who can plant the most within the specified time, not to see who grows the best. There's no need to rush to fertilize, right?"

[You don't understand this. Sister Rouruo doesn't play by the rules. She's deliberately trying to attract attention. How scheming!]

【Just pretend! 】

The mission officially begins.

The guests got busy.

Wu Ziqi usually does farm work, and with the cooperation of Jiang Shaoqing, the two of them quickly planted more than a dozen vegetable seedlings.

Tang Jiujiu and Fang Hao felt a little headache when facing the uncultivated and weed-covered land in front of them.

Fu Yao's team was digging holes with hoes, but progress was slow.

Han Fei, wearing a five-layer mask, stood in front of the toilet and was at a loss as to where to start.

It turns out that asking these rich second-generations to do farm work is undoubtedly a torture.

But this is exactly what the program team intended.

"Everyone," Director Zhang shouted from his perch on the ridges of the fields, "I have one more thing to say: if you don't complete your minimum assignment within the allotted time, not only will you lose your work points, but you'll also be disqualified from tonight's dinner."

"what?"

"No food if you don't finish it?"

Jiang Ruoli frowned.

Good Dog Program Team.

Are you afraid that in order to save money, they often cut back on the guests’ dinners?

[Oh wow, no food to eat again. ]

Is this the temptation of dinner?

[I'm worried that the guests might be lazy. Otherwise, even if you come in last, you can still get 2 work points. Isn't this like giving away points?]

[The production team knows how to torture people.]

【The Passion of Stars, it's a good show if you like it.】

Can anyone make a comparison of the guests before and after they arrived? They really look much more haggard.

Jiang Ruoli thought for a moment and shouted to Han Fei in the distance, "Are you done? If you don't complete the mission, you'll have to go hungry tonight."

"Hungry?"

Han Fei was horrified when he heard the news. He picked up the dung shovel beside the toilet and scooped the dung from the dung tank into the dung bucket in a few seconds. Holding his breath, he rushed to the vegetable garden.