The petite wife of the era, the rough man's husband spoils

Chapter 1 Was I a Jack in my Last Life?
too heavy!
Tan Mianmian opened her eyes and realized that someone was pressing her down behind her.

A rush of breath came from behind, and Tan Mianmian's neck was itchy from the hot air, she dodged a bit, trying to struggle against the pressure.

Gritting teeth came from behind and roared: "You crazy woman, don't move around anymore! How shameless are you!"

"Let me go!" Sensing that one hand was free, Tan Mianmian simply grabbed her backhand, and the person behind him hissed, suppressing her even harder.

Damn... Was this person a jack in his previous life with that much strength?

"Who are you ordering? Don't tell me you got into my bed, and you got wronged, right?" Tan Mianmian grabbed him, and the man's hand was stronger, and Tan Mianmian felt that fate was being pinched by the throat.

Realizing that he was at a disadvantage, and hearing this, Tan Mianmian tried to communicate with the other party. "Well, brother, let me go, let me get up, let's talk about something, there must be some misunderstanding."

"You came here while I was drinking, and now you're reasoning with me, just say it? Heh, you know you're afraid too?" Although the words were sharp, the man really stood up and let go of her shackles.

Tan Mianmian quickly got off the ground, and after putting on her shoes, she looked at the man warily.

A wheat-colored chest covered with sweat stood in front of her. A man in his twenties was tall and tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, high nose and thin lips, and a neat cut.

It's just that such a high-end tough guy's face was completely destroyed by his fierce eyes.

Seeing that Tan Mianmian looked at her with a slightly unkind look, the corners of the man's mouth were downcast and his brows were tightly frowned, it was obvious that he had extremely bad feelings for her. "If you know you're afraid, put on your shoes and get out immediately."

Tan Mianmian looked at the three scratch marks under the other's collarbone, feeling a little guilty for no reason.

Before Tan Mianmian knew more about the situation, someone slammed the door from the outside and hit it hard.

Someone shouted sharply: "Open the door, open the door! Mianmian, don't be afraid, I'm here, Ji Yan, don't be impulsive, my sister doesn't understand anything, don't hurt her!"

The man, that is, Ji Yan called out by the people outside, clicked his tongue, and put on the clothes he grabbed and fell on the ground.

During this gap, the movement outside did not stop.

"What's wrong? Can't the door be opened?"

"Yes, it can't be pushed, it should be locked, Xu Xiu, is your sister really inside? How can she be in a man's room as a big girl."

"Don't talk nonsense, open the door for me first, Mianmian, find some clothes and get dressed, we are coming in!"

This sentence made Tan Mianmian immediately realize that the people outside were hinting to others that she had no clothes on? ?

Ji Yan was also overwhelmed, and yelled to the outside: "Who are you, is this still going on? You're making trouble at my door and picking on faults, your skin is itchy, don't you? Get out of here!"

After being yelled at by him, the people outside really stopped smashing the door.

Ji Yan has a bad temper and is well known in all towns and villages. The night before last when a movie was being shown in the commune, someone stepped on him and was chased and beaten for half a month.

Who dares to provoke such a bastard.

The people at the scene who were called to catch the broken shoes were afraid, but Xu Xiu was not, and she even acted like she sacrificed her life for her sister: "Ji Yan, just let my sister go and let her come out, please!"

The few big-mouthed women who had just stopped were immediately agitated, and the door slammed under everyone's push, and fell to the ground from the outside to the inside.

Everything inside the door had a panoramic view, and everyone's eyes widened in an instant.

The lonely man and the widow lived in the same room, the quilt on the kang was almost twisted into twists, the smell of wine in the air mixed with the smell of balm used by women, everything was so indescribable.

These people were even more furious: "Tan Mianmian, why are you so confused, can't you get married first? You have to be in a hurry."

"How did I hear that she wrote love letters and gave others eggs a while ago, and now she's messing around in his brother's room? It's ruined her reputation... She soaked the pig cage earlier."

Xu Xiu, who was worried about her cousin's safety before and was willing to do anything, now acquiesced in these foul words being thrown at Tan Mianmian.

"It's a matter of style to make broken shoes, so it should be reported."

Hearing this sentence, the corners of Xu Xiu's mouth twitched, and he almost laughed out loud.

(End of this chapter)