Your wife is a bit fierce

Chapter 54

He still just looked at her with his lips curled up, and suddenly teased: "I like seeing you looking helpless, and I like seeing you needing me even more."

She pushed hard again, pushed him to the side, stood up, without looking at him, and raised her voice: "Who needs you?"

That voice was full of anger, as if he needed to use this emotion to cover up the mess in his heart and the embarrassment after being teased by a man.

She strode away, parting the grass taller than an adult with her hands, and she clearly felt her steps were messy and hurried.

The heart was beating violently, hitting her strongly in her body, like a young girl who tasted the taste of love fruit for the first time.

She was angry not only because of his teasing, but more because of her unbearable distraction.

Qingyang Lin Xiao followed her, obviously feeling a little incomprehensible to her anger, but he didn't make a sound, just took bigger steps than her, walked side by side with her, and then kept the same pace with her speed.

Lin Muxue was walking with her head down, she saw the man's strong body out of the corner of her eye, and then she turned her face away, turning a blind eye to it.

She knew that it was the beginning of emotion, she suppressed, severely suppressed the throbbing in her heart, this man and her would never be able to walk on the same path, they were both in the depths of darkness, and she longed for the sunshine to redeem.

But she didn't know that some feelings can be stopped without being suppressed.

It is like vines growing wildly all over the sky, getting tighter and tighter.

……

The two returned to the previous place. Lin Muxue squatted on the ground with her legs together, watching the man pulling weeds, digging holes, and doing rough work. He had no rustic taste, but was still too handsome.

The hair on his forehead drooped, covering his eyes, and he could only see his straight nose bridge, his flirtatious lips, and his slender neck, and his strong body below, and then she immediately left Face away, not daring to look down again.

Her face was slightly hot, she pinched her palms, and secretly scolded herself for being so worthless.

After digging the hole, Qingyang Lin Xiao clapped his hands and looked up at her. She pursed her lips stubbornly, causing him to curl his lips into a chuckle.

He tied the pheasant's wings with grass. He twisted the pheasant up and walked straight towards her.

She froze slightly and looked at him.

Qingyang Lin Xiao's smile was as warm as spring, and he reached out to hold her hand: "Go, wash the chicken."

She got up and didn't refuse, but quickly avoided his gaze.

He still just smiled, and his smile was very quiet, but his heart was already full of joy, until he wanted to rush directly into the sea.

Lin Muxue's non-rejection gave him more desire for this woman, hoping that her heart could accommodate him.

He turned around suddenly: "Help me hold it."

She looked down and saw that it was the dagger covered in mud. She didn't pick it up, but just stared at him and asked, "Why?"

He said calmly: "I want to wash the pheasant, you help me wash the knife."

Although she was a little reluctant, in the end, she still put it in her hand, holding the handle of the knife that was still warm from his hand.

He smiled in satisfaction, turned around, turned his back to her and said, "Be careful with the knife, don't accidentally stab me."

It was like a joke, and full of loss, but Lin Muxue burst out laughing.

If he gave it to her on the boat, she would definitely make it up for him, but now, it seems unnecessary.

……

seaside.

Qingyang Lin Xiao squatted on the stone slab, holding a pheasant in one hand, looking up at Lin Muxue who was standing motionless beside him, the grass curtain was very low, only covering her buttocks, her long white legs were like jade in front of his eyes shaking.

His gaze made her chest tremble, and she subconsciously raised her foot to kick his face: "What are you looking at?"

With his agility, he caught her ankle, and subconsciously lowered his eyes. His eyes were like a ball of fire, trying to burn the woman in front of him immediately.

Lin Muxue's face turned red in an instant, and she twitched her foot vigorously. After a while, he slowly let go, causing her to almost fall to the ground.

She adjusted her grass skirt in embarrassment, glared and said, "You are sick."

"Well, it's a disease, and only you can cure it." Her voice was hoarse and low, with the taste of trying to bear it.

He pursed his lips and chuckled, turned his head to pluck the feathers on the pheasant, only to hear the pheasant's screaming voice which was extremely bleak in the space, but he just said calmly: "Wash the knife."

Lin Muxue walked up two steps angrily, squatted down a person's distance away from him, and washed the soft soil on the knife with sea water.

The knife was stirred in the water twice, and the soil fell off. She handed it to him: "Here."

"Head off."

He was afraid that she would faint when she saw the blood, so she turned around and stood far away.

Blood splashed from the chicken's neck, and he didn't continue to pluck the pheasant's feathers until the heart-piercing howling of the pheasant stopped.

He was quiet and silent, and she didn't speak. She just walked back to the grass and picked up some branches to make a fire.

Qingyang Lin Xiao mentioned that he had been completely plucked and brought back the pheasant with its internal organs, but there was no sign of Lin Muxue. He just listened to all directions, and heard faint movements in the grass.

He is tall, looking away, his black hair is moving among the grass, sometimes bending over, sometimes standing upright.

He just hooked his lips and smiled, lying on the grass, resting his head with one hand, looking at the dense leaves above his head.

The green leaves are constantly swaying. Although it is in the hot season, the cool sea breeze makes people feel refreshed.

There was a thought in my heart, if I could really stay with her in this isolated world, it might not be a good thing if I didn't ask about the complicated things in the outside world.

Thinking about it, Qingyang Lin Xiao closed his eyes, his head was a little groggy, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. There was no one else on the island, and there was no danger, so his defenses gradually loosened, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Muxue walked with difficulty twisting a bundle of dry branches, looking down, the handsome man was lying flat in the grass, his slender arms were placed under his head, there was a light smile on his face, his breathing was gentle, he seemed to be asleep up.

Looking at him, his right hand is resting on his head, and his left hand is still clutching the neck of the pheasant. He must be really too tired to fall asleep at this time.

Lin Muxue didn't intend to disturb his lucid dream, but walked around his body softly, squatted beside him, looked at the bare pheasant, stretched out her hands, and retracted them hesitantly.

Because, she had to touch his hand and break his five fingers.

She squatted there and looked at his face motionless. He was still wearing that French mask, sleeping peacefully. He was completely different from the man who always teased her and teased her. Looking at him like this, he was like a A well-mannered young man.
-
(End of this chapter)