The school bully is not sweet, she is reborn and throws herself on the school hunk

Bian Yue sat cautiously beside the fire, with her head lowered, looking as if she had suffered a great deal of injustice.

Ba Ruo snorted and said sarcastically, "Why are you pretending? If it weren't for you, the lady wouldn't have been implicated by you and got soaked. And the master and my brother, it's all because of you! You evildoer!"

Bian Yue cried again, and this time she really looked like a bullied young wife.

Batchel pulled his sister aside and signaled her with his eyes to stop talking.

But Ba Ru had no intention of letting it go, and he stood up and started cursing.

"Why are you crying? You've cried away all our good fortune. If it weren't for you, wouldn't we have caught a cold? I told you not to come, but you followed us even if you had to run or take a small path. What on earth were you thinking?"

Bian Yue cried even louder, almost out of breath.

Shen Suihe became extremely annoyed when he saw her like this.

Why did it have to be her cousin!

Forget it. If she really gets sick here, I won’t be able to explain it to my cousin.

"Baru, give her a bowl of soup."

"lady!"

Ba Luo didn't want to, but Bachel wanted to end the quarrel so much that he volunteered to serve the soup to Bian Yue.

"Drink some to warm yourself up."

Bian Yue took it and was about to drink it when a hand reached out and knocked over her bowl.

Bang!

"What are you drinking? You are not allowed to drink what I cook. You are not worthy!"

"Baru!"

Shen Suihe looked helpless, but he didn't scold Ba Ru for anything.

"Batchel."

"it is good."

When Batchel heard his wife calling him, he immediately knew to serve Bian Yue a new bowl of soup.

Seeing that his sister was still angry, he said again: "Don't knock it over. There's no bowl left."

After hearing this, Ba Ru sat down with a lot of anger.

Bian Yue blew on the soup in the bowl while drinking it, even though it still tasted very bad.

Now everyone is soaked, and it is not right to take off their clothes, nor is it right to stay on. The clothes stick to the body tightly and are wet.

Fortunately, it is still summer now, otherwise they would really get sick.

Suddenly, Song Nanzhou stood up with Shen Suihe by his hand and said, "Let's go somewhere else to dry the clothes. You don't have to follow us."

Balu and Bachel nodded, but showed no intention of following.

But Bian Yue just stared at the direction the two people left, feeling uncomfortable.

Ba Ru snorted coldly again, "Still looking at it? It's not yours, who are you sexually harassing?"

"sister!"

Bachier really felt that his sister had become a bad person. He didn't know who influenced her to say such ugly words.

Ba Ru suddenly got angry for no reason and kicked his brother.

"You are the only one who can speak up for her. Does she need your help? It's ok that you poisoned the villagers, but now you've caused my wife to fall into the water. How vicious!"

Bian Yue put the bowl down heavily and looked at the woman unconvinced.

"What right do you have to say that to me? You are just a servant hired by my sister. After all, I am still half your master. How can you talk to your master like that?"

"Bah! I'm the housekeeper of Rose Manor, not the servant you mentioned. If you want me to serve you, it will never happen in my next life!"

Ba Ru was so excited that he wanted to rush over and hit someone.

But Bachel was trying to stop her and didn't dare to let go of her clothes.

"No, no, no, it's already this late and you're still arguing, sis, calm down."

"Let me go. I have to teach this bitch a lesson. Otherwise, she will really take moral corruption as her faith!"

Ba Ru pushed his brother away and cursed, wishing he could tear Bian Yue to pieces.

Bian Yue, however, didn't seem panicked.

She sneered, "What does my business have to do with you? I think you are jealous of me!"

"I'm jealous of you? Oh, what a shame! You shameless vixen, you dare to covet your brother-in-law so blatantly, how shameless!"

After hearing these unpleasant words, Bian Yue couldn't bear it anymore.

She stood up, her hands on her hips, "I said at the beginning that I just wanted to stay quietly by my brother-in-law's side to give him warmth, but you guys were so aggressive. Now I'm openly treating my brother-in-law well and you're not happy about it. You guys forced me to do all this!"

Snapped!

As soon as she finished speaking, she was slapped hard on the face, with such force that she fell to the ground.

She was already wet, and now she fell to the ground and was covered in mud, looking even more miserable.

Bian Yue covered her face and looked up in disbelief, "You dare to hit me?"

Ba Ru regretted the slap he just gave her, regretting not having done it earlier!

"What's wrong with hitting you? Beating you is not a big deal. A shameless bitch like you should be drowned in the river!"

Bian Yue's eyes were red, and she stood up and was ready to fight with Ba Ru, "I'm going to fight you!"

Watching the two women entangled with each other, Batchel tried his best to mediate and was beaten many times.

Fortunately, he is tall, otherwise his face would have been swollen.

the other side.

Song Nanzhou carried Shen Suihe and walked towards a low mountain. He stopped only after he went around the mountain.

"You sit here now, I'll go get some firewood."

Shen Suihe was quick to grab his hand and said, "I'll go with you. I'm scared alone."

There really was no one here, it was too dark, and the wind was blowing, which was quite creepy.

Song Nanzhou didn't force her. He took her to pick up a lot of firewood before returning to the place where they had come from to make a fire.

Fortunately, he had rich experience in survival in the wild, and after a while, he set up two racks next to the fire.

"Take off your clothes and hang them up to dry."

Shen Suihe took off his coat, then his inner clothes until he was left with only a suspender, then he folded his arms and sat on the firewood he had just picked up.

Sure enough, after following Song Nanzhou's words and sitting on the dry firewood away from the cold ground, I felt a lot warmer.

Song Nanzhou placed their shoes and socks next to the fire before sitting next to Shen Suihe and hugging her tightly.

He is now shirtless, with his wife in his arms, who is dressed coolly. Unconsciously, he is a little distracted.

"Is it still cold?"

The voice was a little hoarse.

Shen Suihe shook his head, with a beautiful curve at the corner of his mouth.

"Honey, this honeymoon trip is very memorable. I think I will never forget it in my life."

Song Nanzhou couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her lightly on the lips, his eyes gradually becoming hot.

"Then let's do something more meaningful so that we won't forget it in our next life, how about that?"

Only then did Shen Suihe notice that the man's breathing had become heavy and his heart was beating suddenly violently.

"Old, husband?"

"Um..."

As we all know, love can be a noun and an adjective, but for two people who are deeply in love, it is more suitable to be a verb.

Especially for men, whispering in each other's ears is more deadly than getting straight to the point.

......

After heavy breathing, the atmosphere gradually returned to calm.

That night, Song Nanzhou was afraid that Shen Suihe would catch a cold, so he didn't really touch her.

But when he placed his wet fingers by the fire to warm them, Shen Suihe was already lying in his arms, too embarrassed to raise her head.

"Oh my, I've become bad, it's all your fault!"

Song Nanzhou couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

He held her tightly and patted Shen Suihe's thighs again and again, as if trying to coax her to sleep.

Shen Suihe felt like she was drowning in a honey pot, even her dreams were sweet.