flstandardbreds Chapter 207: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 15
Chapter 207: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 15
Meng Jiaojiao did not refuse. Pursuing an object is pursuing an object, and it is impossible for her to suffer anyway.
"I want to take a shower. Can you lend me a piece of clothing? I'll return it to you tomorrow morning."
He had said before that he didn't want to disturb Aunt Chen, so he thought about it, nodded and went to his room.
Seeing that he was going to find clothes for her, Meng Jiaojiao took the initiative to go to the kitchen to boil water.
It’s really inconvenient in this era. You have to light the stove to take a bath. But then again, if Song Yuanzhou hadn’t brought back a stove from the city, you probably would still have to light the stove.
Fortunately, she is the one who has already made a fortune through her strategy. If it were an ordinary family, she would have suffered a lot.
The stove was lit and Song Yuanzhou's clothes had been found.
It was the white shirt she had seen when he forced himself on her that day. It was neatly folded, in keeping with his military style.
Song Yuanzhou had no idea what he was busy with so late at night. From time to time, the sound of light hammering could be heard from the tool room.
After taking a shower, Meng Jiaojiao passed by the tool room and glanced curiously, and found that he was still tinkering with the broken bicycle during the day.
She turned and stopped at the door.
“Did this car save your life?”
Song Yuanzhou turned around inadvertently and saw Meng Jiaojiao leaning lazily at the door of the tool room. She was still wet from having just taken a shower, and her hair was casually disheveled. His white shirt was on her, almost covering her knees, and her sleeves were rolled up above her forearms, revealing half of her slender arms. She was holding her changed clothes in her arms.
Her fair calves were straight and even, casually crossed at the moment, with the faintly protruding arc at the top and the two pink dots that had already appeared outside the shirt standing up as if reluctantly but unwillingly, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.
The hammer in his hand suddenly fell and hit his foot.
He frowned slightly, ignoring the pain in his feet, and quickly took off his coat that he had thrown aside, and quickly went over to embrace her upper body.
"Pay attention! This is in my house!"
Meng Jiaojiao lowered her head belatedly after he reminded her.
Yes, I’m not wearing anything. I’ve been trying to create a fishing character these days, which is a bit too open.
However, when she saw Song Yuanzhou's red face, she suddenly became more excited.
"What's wrong with your family? You took the initiative to invite me here. Don't tell me you are so pure-hearted that you don't think about anything."
Song Yuanzhou held his coat tightly in his hands, not letting it loose, his eyes looked away, and the tension in his tone did not sound like he was acting.
"Don't talk nonsense. Do you have any girlish modesty?"
Meng Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows, laughed, and did not take the initiative to tidy up her clothes.
"Reserved? When did I ever give you this illusion?"
Song Yuanzhou couldn't help but think of her extremely bold behavior that day, and she did the same thing again today, which made him even more annoyed.
"You...!" He turned around angrily, but when he saw the smile on her lips, he turned back again in disappointment.
"You go back to sleep."
After he finished speaking, he pushed her out in this posture, but with this push, one of the clothes she was holding fell down.
In an instant, they were both stunned.
Meng Jiaojiao stared at the small pink panties on the ground for a while, then suddenly raised her eyes, blinked her eyelashes, and her face was quite calm.
"Pick it up, you dropped it."
Song Yuanzhou stood there for a long while, his entire body visibly turning red.
He pursed his lips, raised his head and quickly looked away.
"impossible."
Meng Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes, blinked, and suddenly smiled.
"Then I don't want it, you keep it."
After she finished speaking, she turned and left without any hesitation.
"You!" Song Yuanzhou wanted to reach out to stop her, but she was walking so fast, so he could only withdraw his hand helplessly.
Unable to contain his anger, Song Yuanzhou glanced angrily in the direction she left, then looked at the panties lying quietly on the ground, his face flushed, and he slammed the door.
Meng Jiaojiao was startled by the deafening noise and turned back, only to find that the little thing was still on the ground.
She couldn't help but complain: What a hypocrite!
A night of silence.
Meng Jiaojiao got up at dawn.
Glancing at the already opened tool room, I couldn't help but sigh at how energetic he was, going out so early.
Halfway through stretching, Meng Jiaojiao thought of something and turned her eyes to the tool room.
The panties that were lying on the ground last night have disappeared. It seems that he picked them up.
She said that an old antique like Song Yuanzhou would never let anyone see that such a thing had fallen from his home.
It's a pity for her little panties, I don't know where they were thrown into the dunghill.
Never mind, I might as well buy a new one.
I used a small stove to cook some porridge for Aunt Chen and also fried two simple side dishes.
When she was taken to Aunt Chen's room, she was already awake and trying to get up by herself.
When Meng Jiaojiao saw this, she quickly put down her things and went to help her.
"Why did you get up by yourself? The doctor said you need to stay in bed for at least half a month."
Aunt Chen pulled the corner of her mouth in embarrassment: "Yuanzhou is a man, I can't order him around..."
Meng Jiaojiao was distracted for a moment, then thought of something and quickly went to the dirt toilet at the back door to get a spittoon.
When Aunt Chen saw her coming in with a spittoon, she was so startled that she stood up.
"No, I can't let you do this, I'd better do it myself."
Meng Jiaojiao waved her hand nonchalantly: "It's okay, we are all women, don't feel any psychological pressure, even if Song Yuanzhou and I are nothing, it's my duty to help my neighbors."
Maybe she really had been holding it in for a long time, and when she said this again, Aunt Chen could only sigh and ask her to help her solve her physiological problem.
It can be seen that Aunt Chen is still very uncomfortable, she can only try to act natural.
After helping her solve the major issue in her life, Meng Jiaojiao boiled a pot of hot water.
After cleaning Aunt Chen's room thoroughly, she wiped her sweat and sat down.
"It's hot now, and it's uncomfortable not to take a shower for a day. If you don't want to ask Song Yuanzhou, I'll do it for you every day. I don't have anything to do anyway."
Aunt Chen waved her hands repeatedly: "How can that be! I am very grateful for your help today. If you come here every day, people will gossip about you. You are still a girl. Although you have been married once, you will still have to arrange marriages in the future. Don't cause trouble for yourself."
Meng Jiaojiao rubbed her clothes while laughing: "My reputation in this village has been tarnished for a long time. Who cares what they do? Maybe I can have some success in the future and marry a city man and become a young lady. They can say whatever they want."
"Yes, you will have that blessing."