I became beautiful by eating melons

On a moonlit night, Dahe Village is quiet.

Zhou Liang sat on a small stool, waiting at the door.

There was a knock on the door.

Zhou Liang woke up with a start and immediately opened the door.

When he saw Brother Jiang outside the door, he almost popped his eyes out.

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing?"

Jiang Chen stood outside the door, wearing old clothes that were tattered and stolen. His jacket was made of dark blue coarse cloth with patches on his elbows and chest, and he wore a pair of dark black tattered pants that only reached his calves.

Zhou Liang was dazzled by Brother Jiang dressed like this.

Before he had a sister-in-law, Brother Jiang didn't care about food and clothing. He was not particular about clothes and food and always had a casual attitude.

The clothes were in tatters, but his mother couldn't stand it so she made several sets of clothes for Brother Jiang, including the one Brother Jiang was wearing.

His craftsmanship is terrible. The pants he made are so big at the waist that they need to be tied with two ropes. The jacket is dull in color and wearing it is no different from wearing a sack.

Only Brother Jiang is handsome enough to hold on.

Ever since he got married, his sister-in-law has made all of Brother Jiang's clothes for him. The styles are novel and these people have never seen them before. Even if they want to copy the same style, they can't wear it in Brother Jiang's style.

After seeing Brother Jiang’s handsome and cool appearance for so many times, he was a little uncomfortable when he suddenly saw Brother Jiang wearing his old clothes.

During the day, Brother Jiang still wears a gray suit and a black shirt, looking handsome and cool. At night, he changes into old clothes. Even with that face, he looks particularly shabby against the backdrop of these tattered clothes.

"Brother Jiang, are you going for a nostalgic retro style?"

As if Jiang Chen thought the clothes weren't torn enough, he tore a hole in them, just enough to reveal the muscular, wheat-colored abdominal muscles underneath, but not enough to expose all of them.

"Yeah." Jiang Chen nodded with satisfaction and asked Zhou Liang: "Which room is Ye Rou in?"

Zhou Liang pointed at Zhou Nian's room and said, "She lives with my sister. I sent my sister and my mother away. Come on, brother Jiang. Hurry up and coax your sister-in-law back."

He smiled in a nasty way.

Jiang Chen rolled his eyes at him and headed straight for the room where Ye Rou was.

As soon as I pushed the door open, I saw Ye Rou sitting cross-legged on the kang, wearing a plain white dress, with her black hair loose. She was holding the annoying little beast and combing its hair.

Ye Rou was not surprised to see him come in.

After Ye Rou's five senses were enhanced, her hearing became many times stronger than before. She had heard Jiang Chen coming a long time ago.

Jiang Chen tensed his abdominal muscles and swayed twice in front of Ye Rou in his torn clothes.

Ye Rou didn't even look at him and just focused on combing Xiao Huihui's hair.

Xiao Huihui bared his teeth at Jiang Chen, obviously still remembering the kick he received last time.

Seeing Ye Rou being gentle with the wolf cub, Jiang Chen felt that the little beast was particularly annoying, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the wolf cub by the neck, intending to throw it away.

Before he could touch it, he was knocked away with a crisp "pop" sound.

The back of Jiang Chen's hand turned red. He said aggrievedly, "You hit me for this little bastard?"

It's really amazing that a grown man would argue with a three-month-old wolf cub.

Ye Rou was too lazy to talk to him, and asked coldly: "What are you doing here?"

"You forgot to bring something. I'll bring it to you." Jiang Chen said seriously.

Ye Rou recalled that she didn't remember forgetting to bring anything, and a hint of curiosity appeared in the fox's eyes.

"what?"

Jiang Chen leaned over and kissed Ye Rou on her lips when she was not prepared: "Me."

"..." Ye Rou slapped him on the face and pushed him away: "I only left with the garbage, didn't you?"

Jiang Chen was frustrated and shut up.

His eyes dropped to Ye Rou's legs.

Her skirt moved upwards, revealing some small red spots on her snow-white thighs, the bright red color being particularly noticeable.

Jiang Chen frowned and grabbed Ye Rou's ankle with his big hand, straightened her legs, and asked seriously: "What is this?"

His big hands were hot, holding my ankle with scorching heat.

Ye Rou wanted to shake him off, but he began to check other places with a cold face.

His large hand moved up along her thigh, lifting the hem of her skirt to reveal her legs for a closer look.

Ye Rou slapped his hand away, hurriedly pulled her skirt to cover her thighs, and said uncomfortably: "It's just a rash, it will be fine after applying some ointment."

It might be because she suddenly changed her sleeping environment and her body was not able to adapt, which led to the rashes.

Although she covered it quickly, Jiang Chen still saw it. The bright red spots spread all over Ye Rou's thighs and went up, finally disappearing under the area covered by the clothes.

Jiang Chen looked at her in silence, and suddenly said, "Ye Rou, come back with me."

The room fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of Little Gray munching on pork.

After a long while, Ye Rou lowered her eyes and whispered, "Is it okay for me to go back with you so that you can get angry and tell me to get lost next time?"

In this time and space, she has no relatives, and not even a safe place to stay.

The only person she could trust was Jiang Chen, but in Jiang Chen's heart she was just a little pet, perhaps a substitute for the little fox he raised, used to make up for his regret of not being able to protect the little fox.

The more Ye Rou thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Her nose felt sore and big tears fell down, landing on the plain white skirt like gray flowers blooming.

Jiang Chen reached out and wiped away her tears, and said solemnly: "I won't tell you to get out again."

He hugged Ye Rou, her slender and soft body filled his empty arms, and his big hands stroked her black hair like water.

Ye Rou almost drowned in this tenderness, when suddenly she remembered a slightly malicious voice, it was Jiang Chen's voice.

"Little darling, stay by my side and don't go anywhere from now on. I will protect you and won't let anyone hurt you."

She pushed Jiang Chen away, escaped from his embrace, and shook her head, "No, I won't go back with you."

Jiang Chen was suddenly pushed away and asked in surprise: "Why?"

"Jiang Chen, you are using my love to make up for your regrets." Ye Rou continued: "You don't have me in your eyes at all. You only accept my existence because I broke into your life. You don't love me."

To a certain extent, she was the snow-white fox in Jiang Chen's heart, who needed to be protected, controlled and imprisoned.

Jiang Chen lit a cigarette and exhaled a puff of gray-white smoke. Through the misty smoke, he said in a deep voice: "Does it matter whether I love you or not?"

"Love to me is like hatred to you." Ye Rou said softly, "You can't let go of hatred, and I can't give up love."

The room was dim, and Jiang Chen's eyes and eyebrows were blurred in the smoke rising from his fingertips.

"Xiao Guai, what if I really want you to go back with me?"

His voice was low and cold, without a trace of warmth, and Ye Rou hugged her arms tightly because of the cold.

She trembled and said, "Jiang Chen, my love is a hindrance and a bondage to you. Your heart is filled with hatred and cannot accommodate my love."

Jiang Chen crushed the cigarette butt, turned around and walked out of the room.

Ye Rou picked up Xiao Huihui and buried her face in its thick and soft fur, sobbing in an extremely suppressed voice.