Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Song Ping'an immediately turned black and kicked back, but Song's mother cried out in pain, rubbing her feet and looking at him in confusion: "Ping'an?"

"There are worms underneath!" Song Ping'an picked up the bowl and covered his face with the rice in the bowl.

Xue Ming lowered his head and suppressed a smile. The rice slipped to his organs. He covered his face and coughed.

"Two rooms, what's the matter? Are you comfortable living in Ping An's house?" After getting along with him for the past few days, Song's mother found that this man was not coquettish at all. On the contrary, he was warm-hearted and would help with the family affairs, but he just liked to provoke himself. son.

But she thinks this is also very good, as it is rare for her son to have someone to play with.

The normal swollen face almost disappeared in two or three days, but it only disappeared a little when he came to him, and he seemed to still enjoy it. He washed his face every morning and admired himself for a while. Song Pingan was so angry that he almost smashed the basin at home. broken.

Song Pingan, who was grilling rice, glared at him and motioned him to keep his mouth shut.

Originally planned to sleep together in the same bed, and then secretly touched and pinched.He never thought that he would stay alone in the vacant room for several days, and the plan fell through, so he was puzzled. Song Pingan seemed to be able to escape from the earth, let him cling to him with a stern face, and he could always escape easily, which made him baffled The solution, I have to figure it out tonight.

"It's nothing, it's just that I've been living in a safe house for the past two days, and I don't know where he went. I can't find him. I'm not very funny."

"Ping An, where are you going to sleep if you are not at home in the middle of the night?" Mother Song asked.

Song Pingan gritted his teeth and hated Xue Ming to the core, but Xue Ming innocently winked at him and took a bite of his meal, waiting for his reply, thinking: "If I don't sleep with you today, I won't be called Xue Ming." Ming."

Facing Song's mother's worried questioning, he had no choice but to answer: "I've been living in Mingyang's dilapidated house for the past two days."

Song's mother felt more relieved when he said that he was famous, so she couldn't help asking: "There are a lot of mosquitoes in that place, can you sleep at night?"

Famous?Xue Ming immediately smelled a dangerous smell, and asked calmly, "Who is he? Why haven't I heard my aunt mention it?"

Song's mother explained: "Oh, it's the brother Ping An grew up with when he was young, named Song Mingyang, his father left early, his mother had a hard time living alone, so she remarried, and he followed, and handed over the house before leaving Show us."

"Where is the house?" A gleam flashed in his eyes, which was quickly caught by Song Ping'an. Guessing what he was thinking about, he quickly changed the topic, "Grandma, you should rest early later, we have to catch up tomorrow." Morning road."

Xue Ming looked up at him, resting his chin with one hand, and after a long mental struggle, he planned to let him go overnight, and said, "Peace, pick some plums for me tomorrow morning, I will be of great use."

"Hit yourself!" Song Ping'an retorted in one sentence.

At this moment, Song's mother felt that what he did should not be done, and said: "Master Xue has helped with the work for a few days, and we will give him as many plums as he wants."

Song Pingan shook hands, his fingers creaked, "Hit! Hit! Hit! I'll hit him tomorrow morning!"

I wish I could beat him to death!

At night, Xue Ming wore Song Ping'an's big underpants, put his hands behind his head, and sighed with his legs crossed. He never thought he was a gentleman, but he was surprised that he didn't bother Song Ping'an tonight.

At the same time, Song Ping'an was lying on the mat, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. From time to time, he had to watch out the window, for fear that Xue Ming would come in by taking advantage of his unpreparedness.

As a result, the black circle under their eyes became thicker.

When Song Pingan stepped into the yard, Xue Ming was carrying a bamboo pole to beat plums. When he saw him coming, he went up to put his shoulders and said, "Pingan, let's go beat plums!"

"Get out!" Song Pingan gave him a tired look, and yawned before he could say another sentence.

Xue Ming moved closer, and said cheekily, "Think of what I thought!"

The tone was too affirmative, which directly provoked Song Ping'an's sensitive nerves, slapped his hand off vigorously, and warned him viciously: "Go away!"

It was getting late, and Xue Ming wasn't teasing him any longer, and went to pick fresh plums with the bamboo pole that Song Ping'an often carried on his back.

Song Pingan couldn't help spitting at his cheerful look, "Bah! I won't beat plums for you!"

But when he entered the yard and looked at the corn cobs and peanuts spread all over the ground, he gritted his teeth and went to the house to get a dustpan, and when he walked to the crooked neck tree, he saw Xue Ming covered his head with fallen plums.

Song Pingan laughed out loud, and when Xue Ming noticed that he turned around and immediately put on a sullen face, he went up and took the bamboo pole and knocked on the tree branch twice, then squatted on the ground and started picking plums.

Knife mouth tofu heart!This is Xue Ming's evaluation of him.

Taking advantage of picking up plums, Xue Ming often took advantage of him, and when he got the chance, he deliberately bumped his butt against him, and then turned around and apologized to him very embarrassedly.

Finally, when he bumped head-to-head, Song Pingan noticed the clue, grabbed him by the collar, pushed him against a tree and asked, "Did you fucking do it on purpose?"

Shudong came too suddenly, Xue Ming tilted his head in ecstasy and rubbed his swollen face against the back of his hand.

The place where he rubbed was like being clicked, with bursts of numbness.Song Pingan withdrew his hand calmly, rubbed against his clothes for a while, and raised his jaw in warning.

Xue Ming caressed the folds of his chest, and said frivolously, "Ping An, you are so hungry!"

"Damn!" Song Ping'an swung his fist up, and when it was about to land on his face, he made a sharp turn and landed on his chest.

Xue Ming took a deep breath, poked his index finger on his chest in a motherly way, pinched his throat, and said "You are bad!" in Song Wen's tone.

An angry Song Ping'an kicked the crooked tree, knocking off a few plums and hitting them on the heads. At this moment, Xue Ming laughed heartily and said, "Ping'an, you are such a cutie."

If Song's mother hadn't come out, Song Ping'an would probably have pushed him to the ground and beat him up. Xue Ming said good morning to his future mother-in-law and squeezed Song Ping'an's waist. Can't help but want to work on the upper hand again.

Song Pingan clenching his fists did not have a seizure, and went into the house with a basket in his arms to dig a well and wash the plums.

It would take at least one morning to go to the town to see a doctor on foot. Song Ping'an and Xue Ming would be fine if they walked, but Song's mother couldn't do it, she definitely couldn't hold on.Xue Ming spent thirteen copper coins in the village to borrow an ox cart, and then set out on the road.

Naturally, Song Pingan was driving the car. With a straw in his mouth, Xue Ming rested his hand on the supporting leg, staring thoughtfully at Song Pingan's broad shoulders.

About half an hour later, he stretched himself, and seeing Song's mother asleep, he touched Song Ping'an and sat next to him. Because he didn't dare to make a big move while driving, he peeled the plums in his hand and put them in his mouth. While delivering, "You are tired from driving, eat one."

Song Ping'an grabbed the rope and looked ahead, ignoring him. He hadn't thought about the plum-beating session in his mind. When he saw the plum in his hand from the corner of his eye, he thought of the word "hungry and thirsty" again.

He got up early in the morning without eating or drinking, and was really hungry at this time. He pretended not to see and continued to drive the ox cart.

"So shameless?" Seeing his stubborn appearance, Xue Ming thought about the past again, how could he, who once stood on the top of the cloud, think that one day he would put all his heart and soul into pleasing someone.

But he also enjoyed it, holding the plums with his fingers, and pretending to be generous, "All right, then I'll chew them up and feed them to you."

If it wasn't for Song's mother lying behind him, Song Ping'an would definitely not have kicked him out of the bullock cart. Thinking of the force of stalking and beating him, he could only vent his anger on the bull.

Xue Ming felt sorry for him because he had driven the car all morning and hadn't eaten anything, so he fed him bit by bit the dry buns he brought.He purposely only broke off a little so that his lips could stick to his fingers, and Song Ping'an's soft lips made him suffocate.

This sucking and sucking made him angry, wishing that he would drag her into the grove and press her for a strong kiss.

At first Song Ping'an didn't notice anything wrong, but Xue Ming's finger poked deeper and deeper into his mouth, deliberately touching the tip of his tongue, which made him notice and bit down mercilessly.

Immediately, Xue Ming bit his eyes, narrowed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

Song Pingan bit hard twice and saw him groan in pain twice, then spat it out with a bang, and then made another bah bah in disgust.

Xue Ming put the bitten finger in front of his eyes to admire. There were two deep tooth marks on the front and back, with a glint of water on it, and he swallowed it and put it in his mouth. Song Pingan was so frightened that he didn't hold back the rope mercilessly. Almost downloaded it.

Xue Ming crossed his legs, the old god was watching his darkened face, leaning against the car board and sucking his fingers.

Song Pingan couldn't bear it anymore and stopped the bullock cart, then kicked it over.Xue Ming had practiced a good skill in the last days, and he stood on the ground unscathed in just a flash.

He pulled his fingers out of his mouth, pretending to be pitiful and said resentfully: "Ping An, you are so cruel!"

Because Song's mother was still resting in the back, Song Ping'an could only lower his voice and bulge his eyes angrily: "Go away!"

At this time, the swelling on Xue Ming's face disappeared, revealing white tender and smooth skin. Song Ping'an's gorgeous face made Song Ping'an even more evil.

Xue Ming knew that he was paying attention, otherwise he would not have stopped the car before kicking him down. He felt that his hard work these past few days was worth it, so he climbed into the car by himself and continued to flirt indifferently: "Murder your husband, What a cruel heart!"

"Fart your mother, I'll beat you to death!" As he said that, he punched him in the face with his fist. Seeing Xue Ming leaning forward by himself, he quickly retracted himself and jumped off the carriage, picking up the stones on the ground. Throw it.

Seeing his runaway appearance, Xue Ming rubbed his lips with teeth marks and flew towards him, purposely shouting: "Hey, my dear husband!"