Your wife is a bit fierce

Chapter 282 Xiaoxue Doesn't Know Who She Is

Jiang Yuan stepped on the cobblestones carefully, and the gentle sunlight merged the smile on his face: "But I also think your sister is a foodie."

"It turns out that the two of us have reached an agreement. This is our mutual secret." Xiaoyuan stretched out her index finger mysteriously, and her round face was full of innocence.

The two were talking and laughing, Xiaoyuan stared wide-eyed, looking at the top of the river, next to a rock, a white dress was floating in the river, but couldn't swim, he pointed to the front, jumped twice: "Brother Ayuan, Look, what is that?"

Jiang Yuan looked in the direction Xiaoyuan pointed, he was tall, and saw a woman lying beside the river with her white and slender legs soaked in the river water.

"It's human."

Jiang Yuan put the fish basket and rod on the ground, let go of Xiaoyuan's hand, and ran over.

The woman's skin is fair, and her fingers can be broken. After soaking in the water, she is slightly white and swollen. Her delicate face is pale, and her lips don't even have the slightest color of blood. However, she still has her natural beauty, stunning the world, and her black hair is scattered on the ground. The low-cut wedding dress outlined her bust perfectly and delicately.

Jiang Yuan blushed and turned away.

Madoka's face was also flushed.

It's too exposed, the chest is out, and the thighs are white.

Xiaoyuan tugged at the corner of Jiang Yuan's clothes, held her head high, and said in a low voice, "Brother A Yuan, go and see if she is still alive?"

Jiang Yuan is only 23 years old, and he has never held hands with a girl before, let alone such... tempting and delicious scenes.

"You are young, go and see."

"No, Grandma said, peeping at a woman requires a needle's eye."

Xiaoyuan turned her head, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and said slyly: "Don't you still have a wife? This sister is so beautiful, maybe she will be my sister-in-law if you take it home."

Jiang Yuan's face became more and more red, and he stretched out his fist and tapped him on the forehead: "You are young, you know what a wife is or is not."

"It hurts!" Xiaoyuan stretched out her hand to cover her head, with a face of accusation, she pouted to express her dissatisfaction.

Human life is at stake, Jiang Yuan hesitated again and again, but turned around, raised his eyes, stared at the sky, squatted down, and breathed lightly with his hands in front of the woman's nose.

"And breathing."

Xiaoyuan turned around excitedly, and immediately said, "Take my sister home."

……

One year later……

In April, peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the pink petals cover the whole Heyuan Village. The faint fragrance of flowers permeates wantonly, and the breath of spring is everywhere.

Among a small mountain peak, there is a dilapidated church with long desks and long wooden benches. The children straightened their backs and folded their hands on the table.

Xiaoxue was sitting on a long wooden bench, Qi Liuhai's big eyes were bright and sparkling, her exquisite facial features were accompanied by a sweet smile, her beautiful black hair hung vertically behind her, and her gray clothes still couldn't conceal her relationship with her. Inherently beautiful.

In front of it is an old-fashioned piano, which is a little broken, and the white keys have cracked marks.

The slender ten fingers cruised neatly on the keys, playing melody songs one after another.

She gently opened her red lips and sang the song of memory:
[On the banyan tree by the pond, Cicada is calling Xia Tian. 】

The children learned to sing along, and the childish voice of children resounded on the mountain peak, bringing vitality and youth to the land. The villagers working nearby couldn't help but look up.

Staying with these children every day is Xiaoxue's only pleasure.

[On the swing by the grass, only butterflies rest on it. 】

Jiang Yuan was sitting in the back seat of the classroom, among a group of children, he was particularly abrupt, with clear eyes that were obsessed with women.

[The teacher's chalk on the blackboard is still twittering desperately. 】

In one year, Jiang Yuan couldn't remember how many times he came here to visit her secretly. She was like a myth, descended from the sky, suddenly appeared in his life, and held his heart firmly.

[Waiting for the end of get out of class, waiting for school, waiting for the childhood of games. 】

She has a kind heart, and every smile can easily shake his heart.

[We have everything in the welfare agency, except that there is no half a dime in the pocket. 】

The appearance of Xiaoxue changed the learning difficulties of the children in Heyuan Village, and she became a teacher in this area.

【Zhuge Silang and the devil party, who got the sword. 】

Like a fairy above the nine heavens, she is loved by the villagers of Heyuan Village. She has a sweet smile, and there is always a pleasant smile on the corner of her mouth.

【The girl in the next class hasn't passed by my window yet. 】

From the moment he saw Xiaoxue for the first time, Jiang Yuan knew that his heart had been completely captured.

[Snacks in the mouth, manga in the hand, the childhood of the first love in the heart. 】

But Xiaoxue didn't know who she was, why she was shot in the chest, and why she came here along the current.

[I always have to wait until before going to bed to realize that I have only done a little bit of homework. 】

The moment she woke up, her blank gaze was like a bright moon, clear and dazzling, with snowflakes floating in the sky, that day was only October, so Jiang Yuan named her Xiaoxue, and Xiaoxue seemed to be I'm quite happy with the name.

[I always have to wait until after the exam to find out that I haven't read the books that should be read. 】

From then on, Xiaoxue lived in Heyuan Village, day after day, and he was already fascinated by her.

[An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, the teacher said that an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time. 】

In the past, there was no school in the village. After Xiaoxue came, a teaching school was built, and she was the only teacher. The students were of different ages, ranging from five years old to ten years old.Although she forgot everything, she did not forget the knowledge.

[Day after day, year after year, childhood in a daze. 】

There were more than 20 people in the classroom. Xiaoyuan sat in the front row, looked behind, bent down, and quietly ran to Jiang Yuan's side, moved her hips, and sat beside her.

[No one knows why, the sun always sets on the other side of the mountain. 】

Xiaoyuan lowered her voice, put her little hand in front of her mouth, and said in Jiang Yuan's ear, "Sister Xiaoxue's singing really hurts."

Jiang Yuan said happily, "Of course."

【No one can tell me whether there are gods living in the mountains. 】

Xiaoyuan's body was completely attached to Jiang Yuan's body, and she whispered: "Then when did you marry Sister Xiaoxue? I can't help but want to call her sister-in-law."

Jiang Yuan's face was slightly red, and he stretched out his hand to pat his head: "I want you to take care of it."

[How many days are there always, a person faces the sky in a daze. 】

Everyone in the village thought that Xiaoxue and him were a couple, but he knew that Xiaoxue treated him like an older brother, without any affection for a man and a woman, which made him a little bit disappointed, so he didn't dare to express his feelings for so long , for fear of being rejected.

【Just so curious, just so imaginative, such a lonely childhood. 】

Unwilling to give up, Xiaoyuan leaned forward again: "Then do you like sister Xiaoxue?"

Jiang Yuan's face flushed red, as if bleeding: "Do you know what you like or not?"

(End of this chapter)