The voluptuous and beautiful nanny, Technician Shen fell for her.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and slender figure emerged from behind the tree.

Shen Huai took half a day off from the factory today and borrowed He Jianjun's jeep to rush back to Xiahe Village ahead of time. He planned to stay in the village for one night and take Su Nianhe directly back to the new house in Jiang City early tomorrow morning.

He parked his car at the village entrance and had just walked into the peanut field when he heard the conversation between the grandmother and grandson under the tree.

From "I think he's too old" to "Big Niu, Big Black Egg," every single word reached his ears.

"Who's getting old?" Shen Huai walked over, his tone flat, revealing no emotion.

Su Nianhe was startled, and the peanuts in her hand fell to the ground.

She looked up at the man who was supposed to appear tomorrow.

He was wearing a simple white shirt, with one button undone at the collar and the cuffs rolled up to his elbows, looking down at her.

Grandma Shen was overjoyed when she saw her eldest grandson.

"Oh dear, why is Xiao Huai back today? Wasn't he supposed to come tomorrow?"

"I've finished my business at the factory, so I came back early." Shen Huai walked over and squatted down on the open ground next to Su Nianhe, his long legs bent, and he naturally picked up a handful of peanuts covered in mud.

Old Shen was happily shelling and eating peanuts nearby when his hearing problems flared up again.

He had only vaguely heard the old lady say "big black egg," but now that he saw Shen Huai, he asked in a loud voice, "Little Huai, who did your grandma say laid a big black egg? Our old hen?"

The old lady rolled her eyes: "Eat your peanuts, nothing can shut you up."

Shen Huai ignored the old man's interruption, his slender fingers deftly pinching peanuts.

He squatted down next to Su Nianhe, their arms almost touching.

The man's body heat seeped through the fabric, making half of Su Nianhe's body stiff.

"What were you talking about just now?" Shen Huai asked knowingly, fiddling with the soil beneath his fingers before precisely pinching Su Nianhe's fingertips.

Su Nianhe's hand trembled, and she tried to pull her hand away, but he held it tightly.

Rough fingertips rubbed against the back of her hand, carrying a sense of punishment.

"Let's talk about Da Niu from Guihua's family." The old lady was completely unaware of the commotion below. "Guihua wants to introduce Da Niu to Nianhe. That Da Niu kid is so dark-skinned, he's not good enough for her."

Shen Huai chuckled softly.

"They're not good enough for each other." Shen Huai turned to look at Su Nianhe, lowering his voice, "Is Da Niu very strong?"

Su Nianhe felt uneasy under his gaze, her fingers still clenched in his hand, and could only bite the bullet and answer, "I don't know, my aunt said it's quite big."

"Older than me?" Shen Huai pressed, his fingers squeezing directly between hers, their fingers intertwined.

Su Nianhe's face turned so red it was almost bleeding.

Why is this man so jealous of everything?

Just as she was trying to break free, Old Man Shen interrupted again.

"Xiao Huai, you're squatting there picking peanuts. This white shirt is hard to wash. Go wash your hands by the river; they're all covered in mud." The old man pointed to the stream in front of them.

Shen Huai was just looking for an excuse to take the person away, so he immediately went along with it.

He stood up and helped Su Nianhe up as well.

"Grandpa is right, there is a lot of mud here." Shen Huai patted the dust off his hands. "Su Nianhe, come with me to the river to wash your hands."

He spoke with such confidence and self-assurance, completely unafraid of what the elderly couple might think.

Grandma Shen waved her hand: "Go on, go on, wash yourself clean so you don't get your clothes wet."

Su Nianhe was thus half-pulled and half-dragged away from the big locust tree by Shen Huai.

The two walked down the ridge, around a dense reed bed, and reached a secluded corner by the river.

This place is secluded; the reeds grow as tall as a person, making it completely invisible to outsiders.

As soon as they turned the corner, Shen Huai released her hand, grabbed her waist with his other hand, and pressed her against him.

Su Nianhe's back was against a piece of dead tree stump, and in front of her was his hard chest.

"You think I'm too old?" Shen Huai braced himself on either side of the wooden stake, trapping her in the middle, his breath falling on her face.

Su Nianhe panicked and braced herself against his white shirt with both hands.

"I didn't complain, it was Grandma who said so."

"You just said I'm not old, but you actually think I'm old, don't you?" Shen Huai didn't listen to her explanation at all, and leaned down close, his nose almost touching hers.

"Really not." Su Nianhe's voice was soft. Smelling the refreshing soap scent on him, she felt a little dizzy. "You're twenty-six, just right."

"Just what?"

"He happens to know a lot about accounting, so he can teach me how to do the math." Su Nianhe quickly came up with a clever excuse, using her stall business as a shield.

Shen Huai chuckled softly.

His large hand pressed down along her waistline, his rough fingertips pinching her lower back hard through her old plaid shirt.

Su Nianhe gasped, her body involuntarily leaning forward.

"Da Niu can carry two hundred catties of wheat, but I can't, right?" Shen Huai continued to bring up old grievances.

"I don't care how much he can carry." Su Nianhe gripped his clothes tightly with both hands. "I'm going back to Jiang City tomorrow, and I won't see him again."

Shen Huai was fairly satisfied with this answer.

He lowered his head and sealed her lips with his.

The wind by the river rustled the reeds, masking the two people's rapid breathing.

Shen Huai's kiss was forceful and aggressive, leaving no room for resistance.

Su Nianhe was so overwhelmed by his kisses that she could barely breathe, and could only lean limply against his chest.

The man's hand was pressed against her back, so firmly that she couldn't break free.

"I really shouldn't have let you come." Shen Huai stepped back slightly, his voice hoarse beyond belief.

Su Nianhe was panting heavily, her cheeks flushed, and she could only nod haphazardly.

"We're leaving tomorrow morning." Shen Huai pinched her chin and kissed her again. "The new house is all set up and everything's bought. You can move in right away."

Su Nianhe's heart pounded when she heard this.

"How much is the rent?" She hadn't forgotten about it.

Shen Huai's chest heaved as he looked at her greedy appearance.

"Pay with my body," Shen Huai said matter-of-factly.

Su Nianhe was stunned. After realizing what was happening, she angrily reached out to push him, but he grabbed her wrist.

"Let's go wash our hands." Shen Huai resumed his aloof and abstinent demeanor, pulling her to the water's edge.

The two washed their hands and walked back to the big locust tree, one after the other.

Old Shen was still eating peanuts when the old lady saw them return and casually asked, "Why did it take you so long to wash your hands?"

Shen Huai remained expressionless: "The stones by the river were slippery, she almost fell, and I pulled her up."

Su Nianhe lowered her head, not daring to say a word.

This man lies without even writing a draft.