What should I do if I found my aunt's towel in Zhuma's schoolbag?

"Guess who I am!"

Mo Yao clamped his legs around his waist, and tightly covered his eyes with both hands, his voice was cheerful and clear, like a lark singing cheerfully on a branch.

Shan Linjia was taken aback by him, and his body almost fell forward due to inertia because of his sudden jump. Fortunately, his foot was stable enough, and he staggered two steps forward before firmly hugging his back. The man steadied his steps.

"I said, daughter-in-law, have you gained weight recently? You're so heavy, you're almost like a pig."

"You bullshit!"

When Mo Yao heard this, he couldn't bear it, and immediately jumped off his back with staring eyes and angrily: "I'm not fat, I just weighed it when I was sleeping yesterday, and I'm two catties lighter than before the summer vacation. !"

After he finished speaking angrily, he found that Shan Linjia had been looking at him with a smile on his face, and then he realized that this man was clearly trying to provoke him to wait to see his jokes.

Mo Yao's face was flushed with anger, and she raised her fist to hit him: "Dare to play me! Is your skin itchy again!"

"Daughter-in-law, spare your life, spare your life." Shan Linjia hurriedly raised his hand to beg for mercy, grabbed his hand with a smile and shook it lightly: "Why are you in the field? It's so hot, you are so tender and tender!" Can't help drying."

"I'm not as delicate as you see me."

Mo Yao rolled his eyes helplessly, one day he would hear people say that he has thin skin and tender flesh eight hundred times, no matter what, he is still a man, although his appearance and physique are not as powerful as those of Shan Linjia and Qin Tan Strong, but their family is born with such a physique, who can he complain to.

"Okay, okay, my wife is not delicate, my daughter-in-law has a manly idea in her heart."

Shan Linjia knew that he didn't like people making fun of him being a girl, so he changed his words with a smile to please him.

"Fuck you." Mo Yao pushed his hand away: "Is there anyone who talks like that, you can't even praise anyone."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked around: "What about Uncle Shan, why are you alone."

"Him?" Shan Linjia shrugged his shoulders and laughed: "He was just pretending to show my mother, but now that my mother has gone back, he didn't know to hide in that field to be lazy."

"Oh." Mo Yao nodded, he knew a little about Shan Qiang's laziness and lack of responsibility, but these were their family affairs, and he didn't want to get involved too much.

The sun above the head was getting higher and higher, and the people around were all carrying their things and preparing to go back to have breakfast.

Mo Yao looked up and asked him, "Can we go back too?"

"Wait a little longer, we will reach the ground in two meters."

Shan Linjia wiped the sweat from his head, and put the vest on his shoulders on top of his head: "Wait in the shade of the trees on the ground, I will be there in a while."

Mo Yao was wearing his wide and big vest that almost covered his entire back. Because it was wet with sweat, there was a heavy sweaty smell on it, mixed with Shan Linjia The scent of the soap he used to take a bath and the toilet water he used to.

Taking advantage of the time when he turned around and continued to work, Mo Yao couldn't help but took a corner of the vest and put it under his nose and sniffed greedily a few times.

It really felt like his whole body was surrounded by Shan Linjia.

Such shameful and shameless fantasies almost made him dizzy and his legs went weak.

"Daughter-in-law, what are you doing, come here quickly."

Not far away, Shan Linjia, who did not know when he had finished his work and walked to the ground, waved his hands and shouted at him.

Mo Yan suddenly came back to his senses, responded in a panic, and ran over with his face flushed.

He ran too fast, and when he reached the end of the ground, he accidentally tripped over a stone. He exclaimed, staggered and just crashed into Shan Linjia's arms.

The small face hit Shan Linjia's naked chest firmly, and his chest muscles were so hard that his nose hurt.

Shan Linjia let out a muffled laugh, straightened his body and pinched his nose: "You are so grown up, why are you still so reckless, what would you do without me?"

"I, I was just careless just now, I can live a few more years without you!"

Mo Yao stiffened his neck and confronted him, his face flushed red.

"Yes, yes, everything my wife says is right." Shan Linjia doted on his wife with strength, and continued to implement the theorem that he would never quarrel with his wife for more than three sentences. His little face was as red as a tomato, and his forehead and the tip of his nose were also red. It was crystal beads of sweat. I thought he was too hot in the sun for too long, so I pulled the vest in his arms and wiped his sweat with a distressed expression.

"It's too hot, go back quickly."

"Well, it's fine."

Mo Yao raised her face and obediently wiped it for him, and finally wiped his face with her vest.

"You are sweating too, and you smell of sweat."

Because of the big difference in height between the two, Mo Yao had to stand on tiptoe if he wanted to wipe his sweat off.

Seeing him trying to stand on tiptoe, biting his mouth and wiping his sweat earnestly, the so-called red lips and white teeth, gentle and pleasant eyebrows and eyes are nothing more than that.

Shan Linjia's heart couldn't help but melted into a puddle of water again, and he couldn't help raising his hand to gently rub his soft hair.

"Hey, I will definitely find a girlfriend who is prettier than you, gentle and sensible, otherwise, my psychology is really unbalanced."

Mo Yao froze for a moment, and stopped wiping his sweat. Shan Linjia didn't notice anything wrong with him at all, and still talked about his ideal girlfriend with a smirk and yearning.

Mo Yao's face became more and more ugly, and finally couldn't help but smashed his vest on his big face, then turned around and walked away quickly without saying a word.

Shan Linjia was stunned by his blow, and looked at his angry back inexplicably, quickly took off the vest on his face and quickly chased after him.

"Daughter-in-law, how can you talk well and get angry when you say you are angry? Did I say something wrong, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, please slow down."

"Shut up! Stay away from me!"

Mo Yao yelled at him without looking back, this time Shan Linjia was even more inexplicable, seeing him walking faster and faster, so he couldn't speak clearly at all, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm in a hurry. Bundle.

"Depend on!"

Unexpectedly, Mo Yao's arm clicked immediately after being pulled, and his eyes turned red from the pain: "Damn Shan Linjia, you fucking want to murder!"

Shan Linjia panicked. He didn't control his strength when he was in a hurry just now. The difference in size between the two of them is so big. He played with Mo Yao like an eagle pinching a chicken. The crisp "click" sound just now shouldn't hurt Mo Yao. Bones.

The more Shan Linjia thought about it, the more anxious he was, he quickly opened his sleeves to check the situation. Once he pulled it away, he almost felt like slapping himself a few times. Mo Yao was originally thin, and his arms were thicker than some girls'. It was slender and white, just like the white sugar cake that just came out, but now there are a few shocking purple finger marks on the white sugar cake, not to mention how terrifying it looks.

Shan Linjia was distressed and regretted, holding his arm anxiously not knowing what to do: "Daughter-in-law, does it hurt? Does it hurt? I'll take you to the hospital, okay? If you hurt a bone, you won't be able to Alright, I'll take you to the hospital right now..."

Seeing his anxious and incoherent appearance, he is usually such a majestic and dignified big man in front of outsiders, but now he is in a hurry in front of him because of his little hurt and pettiness, and he is at a loss. The extreme anger also slowly dissipated a lot.

He snorted coldly, and said in a strange voice: "You still know how nervous I am, I think you should stop wasting your affection on me, and save it for your well-behaved and sensible girlfriend in the future."

"Why are you talking about a girlfriend again?" Shan Linjia looked at him strangely: "You are you, and your girlfriend is your girlfriend, how can you two be confused."

"You!" Mo Yao didn't expect that he was still saying such words, but just as he was about to have an attack, he suddenly raised his arm and carefully blew a few times with his mouth, and whispered softly while blowing: "It must be hurting, daughter-in-law Son, I'd better take you to the hospital to have a look, it hurts me so much."

Mo Yao was stunned for a moment, the anger that was originally full of anger disappeared without a trace at this moment.

He sighed, withdrew his hand and knocked on his head angrily: "Okay, I'm fine, it's just a pain just now, and I'm fine now."

"Really? Daughter-in-law, don't lie to me. It's not a trivial matter to really hurt your bones."

"Really, really, it's all right." Mo Yao didn't want to talk nonsense with him so much, so he just raised his hand and swung it in the air twice: "Look, it's really all right."

Only then did Shan Linjia heave a sigh of relief, and only after he relaxed did he realize that his back was covered in cold sweat.

A few old men on bicycles passed by, and they greeted them from a long distance: "Aren't these Da Jia and Xiao Moyao, why don't you go home and stick around on this long road."

"This is back to the uncle."

Mo Yao answered them one by one with a smile, and turned to look at Shan Linjia who was still looking stupid: "Let's go, I've had enough of making fools of myself, let's go back."

After finishing speaking, he ignored him and continued walking along the way back. Shan Linjia followed behind him, and did not forget to keep asking him.

"Daughter-in-law, if your arm still hurts, tell me quickly. Also, why were you angry just now? Did I say something wrong? Or..."

Mo Yao listened to him nagging non-stop, couldn't help raising her head and sighing softly.

The lush leaves above his head cast mottled and sparse light shadows under the sunlight, just like his current mood, incomplete and sad.

When the two arrived home, Chen Rong had already prepared breakfast. Seeing them coming back, she warmly greeted them to wash their hands and eat. The young master Shan Linyi who didn't have to work in the field had already woken up on time. Seeing Mo Yao and her The elder brother came in together talking and laughing, and his two big eyes turned around on them.

"Brother, are you making Brother Mo Yao angry again?"