MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 157v2 Rescue Geng Tianwen's unruly female partner (9)

Song Lingshu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Because of the preconceived concept, Yang Song must have always thought that she was a man in men's clothing, so the first reaction was that she had big chest muscles.

However, before she had time to rejoice, Yang Song's second reaction came: "No, why do you have the same chest as mine?"

Song Lingshu soaked in the water again, and smiled mischievously: "You read it wrong, how could it be the same? I have pectoral muscles!"

"You read it right? Get up and I'll take a look again." Yang Song said.

Song Lingshu: "..."

Suddenly there was a splash of water in front of him, and Yang Song also jumped in. Song Lingshu wiped the water off her face, but felt a hand touch her chest, she exclaimed: "What are you doing!"

Yang Song squeezed blankly: "It's the same as mine, if you don't believe me, look at mine."

As she said that she was about to take off her clothes, Song Lingshu quickly pressed her hand: "Okay, okay, we are the same, okay!"

"Why?" Yang Song was at a loss, "My father said that men and women are different, so I can't show my **** like my brothers... That's right, you have never been shirtless! So you, you......"

"Me what?"

"Are you a woman?"

Hearing this, Song Lingshu turned around and walked back to the shore, picked up a towel to wipe off the water on his body.

Yang Song looked at her whole body in this way, the moonlight fell on her fair skin, which was so beautiful that she was a little dazzled, and she firmly said: "We are the same!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Song Lingshu said, "Come up quickly, it will get cold after soaking for a long time."

"Oh." Yang Song walked onto the shore listlessly, her clothes were completely soaked, she watched Song Lingshu put on each piece of clothes calmly, and said in disbelief, "How can you be a woman? You It's a woman, how can you pay homage to me?"

"I didn't marry you at the time, how could I survive?" Song Lingshu picked out her wet hair from her clothes and put it behind her back, and walked back while wiping her hair with a dry handkerchief.

Yang Song followed behind her, but he didn't figure it out for a while, and always felt that this matter seemed complicated.

Seeing that she was silent, Song Lingshu asked without looking back: "Now that you know I'm a woman, what are you going to do? Did you kill me? Or throw me down the mountain?"

Yang Song thought about it carefully, killing people, she couldn't do it, at most they were stealing and robbing, people's lives are not to be messed with, unless others do it first. As for throwing people down the mountain... If father knew about this matter, he would definitely handle it like this, and maybe even break her legs and hands.

"I won't throw you away." Yang Song said.

Song Lingshu paused, then turned around in surprise: "Really?"

"Well, I'm still waiting for you to help us make money." Yang Song looked up at the sky, "Well, yes, your mashed potatoes are very profitable."

The corner of Song Lingshu's mouth twitched, he turned his head, and laughed silently, his steps became light, but he accidentally stepped on a smooth stick, and his steps became flustered: "Hey hey—"

Seeing that she was about to slip, but her back was firmly supported by Yang Song, she stood up straight and thanked her.

At this time, there were a few more bird calls in the forest, Yang Song took her hand, Song Lingshu was taken aback, and looked at her suspiciously.

Yang Song said, "Aren't you afraid?"

"oh......"

"Let's go."

While walking, Song Lingshu suddenly scratched her palm, Yang Song trembled, and turned to stare at her: "What are you doing!"

"It's nothing." Song Lingshu looked at her innocently, blinked like an innocent kitten, and smiled at her, rubbing his head against her shoulder, "Thank you, Xiao Song. "

Some strange emotions arose in Yang Song's heart. She still couldn't figure it out, but after listening to her words, she thought of another thing: "So I'm not your wife now?"

Song Lingshu raised his head and said with a smile: "In front of outsiders, I can still call you my wife."

"...What about when there are no outsiders?"

"You can listen to whatever you want, lady? Xiao Song? Baby?"

"Baby, baby, baby?!" Yang Song shivered, "Disgusting!"

"Really?" Song Lingshu raised his head, looked at her red ears, and said with a smile, "Okay, then I'll call you Xiao Song."

Yang Song: "... up to you."

After returning to the room, Yang Song changed into dry clothes, sat on the table, lost in thought, and became the state of an old monk in meditation.

Song Lingshu sat at the table and wiped his hair for a while, then picked up a pen and paper and began to write the play.

It wasn't until the candle was about to burn out that Yang Song came back to his senses and patted the table in front of her: "No, why are you so calm?"

"Then what do you want from me? Please let me go if you want to die?" Song Lingshu raised his head and asked.

"I don't know, but I just feel that ordinary people can't be as calm as you, as if nothing happened." Yang Song said.

"Maybe it's because... I'm not an ordinary person?"

"..." Yang Song snorted coldly, "You are indeed not an ordinary person, which woman would wear men's clothes and walk on the street at any time... By the way, why do you go out in men's clothes ah?"

Song Lingshu stopped writing and brewed his emotions for a while, and the moist light suddenly appeared in his eyes, which made Yang Song startled: "What's wrong with you? I just asked casually, why are you still crying?"

Big teardrops rolled down his eyelids, Song Lingshu raised his head halfway, and looked at her with tears in his eyes: "My mother passed away early, and the mistress has always disliked me and wanted to give me to a sixty-year-old man as a concubine. I didn't want to live that kind of life, so I ran out secretly, pretending to be a man to avoid being chased..."

"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore." Yang Song raised his hand and gestured for a long time in a panic.

"You can wipe my tears for me." Song Lingshu reminded her.

"Oh." Yang Song held her face in both hands, and wiped away the tears on her cheeks with his fingertips, "Why are you still crying? All right, stop crying, what can I do to stop crying?"

"Can you stop telling others that I am a girl?"

"Why?"

Song Lingshu's tears fell again, as if she didn't want money, they kept flowing.

Yang Song couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I promise you, I won't tell others!"

"It's a deal, pull the hook." Song Lingshu raised his little finger.

"Aren't you naive, you still pull the hook! I stopped playing this when I was eight years old!"

Song Lingshu: "Can you pull it?"

Yang Song rolled his eyes, and just finished hooking her, seeing her tearing away, her hair flicking, she got up and went to the bed to go to sleep like a normal person.

"What are your tears, come and go so freely?" Yang Song asked curiously.

Song Lingshu spread out the quilt and said without looking back: "Actor's tears, I will give you a free lesson now, have you learned it? You will have opportunities to use it in the future."

"What?"

"It's nothing, it's getting late, go to sleep." Song Lingshu lay on the outside, picked up the cattail fan beside the pillow, and fanned it.

Yang Song turned to the inside, looked at her side face with the last bit of candlelight, and muttered: "No wonder you always think you look good with disheveled hair, so you are a woman."

Song Lingshu turned over, and the cattail fan was shaking between the two of them. She smiled: "Now that I know that I am a woman, what are you going to do next?"

Yang Song: "How to do what? Didn't I promise you not to tell others?"

"What I mean is, you don't need to tell others, but you can find a reason to let me go. After all, you still want a child." Song Lingshu said.

"What do you mean? Can't we have children?" Yang Song's eyes widened.

Song Lingshu: "...According to the laws of nature, we cannot have children."

"Why?! You are a woman, and I am also a woman. Since I can give birth, you should also be able to give birth. We can give birth to two, one for each of us!" Yang Song plausibly said.

"..." Song Lingshu couldn't help pinching her ears, "Why didn't your father teach you these things?!"

"He's busy making ends meet, and he's an old bachelor himself, who raised me as a man. The first time I came to Kuishui, I thought I had a terminal illness in my butt, and I was dying soon." Yang Song said .

Song Lingshu couldn't help laughing, and said: "The only way to have a child is to combine a man and a woman to reproduce."

"Why is it a combination of men and women? Isn't it tiring to work with a man and a woman?"

"Uh... how should I put it, that is, men have one more part than us..." Song Lingshu couldn't explain anymore, and turned his back, "Forget it, go to sleep!"

"You haven't said what part they have?" Yang Song asked relentlessly.

"...Didn't you notice that they go to the toilet in a different place than you?!"

"I know, isn't that because my father loves me so much that he built the hut for me alone?"

"..."

Yang Song thought for a while: "I see, don't you..." Before he finished speaking, he realized that she seemed to have fallen asleep, and carefully took the cattail fan in her hand, shaking the fan slowly , Send her a breeze.

Song Ling slowly opened her eyes, and murmured, "You fan yourself for a while too."

"Didn't fall asleep?" Yang Song smiled, "It's okay, I'm used to it, and I can fall asleep no matter how hot it is."

The next day, when Song Lingshu woke up, there was no one around. She opened the door, took a handkerchief and a basin, went outside to wash her face with cold water, and then poured hot water to drink. She didn't see Yang Song all the way. She looked around and asked, "Where is Yang Song?"

"She went to dig the ground fruit, don't you know, little man?" the cook asked.

"Why did she go digging the ground fruit all of a sudden?"

"It's because she was afraid that the brothers would **** her away. She went to the back mountain before dawn. The other brothers were afraid that she would **** her away by herself, so they all followed. I guess they should come back by now."

Just as she was talking, there was a sound of laughter and slapstick outside, which was mixed with Yang Song's clear and loud voice. She ran out quickly, and saw this group of people from a long distance.

"Boss, isn't that your husband-in-law? Did he come here specially to pick you up?" One person asked.

Yang Song turned his head to look at the green figure next to the house, quickened his pace, dropped his brothers directly, and ran up to her happily, pointing to the ground fruit in the basket triumphantly: "Look, I dug a lot, enough for you It's been a few days."

"For me?"

"Yeah, don't you like to eat this stuff?" Yang Song handed her the basket directly, "Hurry up and take it back to the room, don't be robbed by them."

"As for it, boss! It's fine if you grab us early in the morning, why are you still guarding against us!" He laughed vigorously, walked over and hooked Yang Song's neck, "Let's go, let's eat first."

Song Lingshu watched the group of them pushing and shoving to the kitchen, and looked at the happy smile on Yang Song's face, and couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.

After breakfast, Song Lingshu took the ground fruit to the side of the water tank and washed it carefully for a while, then went back to the room, ate two, couldn't help it, and ate a few more one after another, when suddenly he heard an exclamation from outside—

"Ahhh! Boss!"

"Boss is going to take off my pants!"

"Come on someone! Boss peeking at me peeing!"

"Villager!! Help!!"

Song Lingshu was startled. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yang Song stumbling in, closing the door panting, walked to the table in two or three steps, picked up the teacup and poured it into his mouth—

"Ah! I'm burnt to death!"

"This is the boiling water I just poured out." Song Lingshu hurriedly poured cold water for her, and asked, "Did I hear you right? Are you going to peek at your brother peeing?"

"I'm just curious about what the man has grown." After she finished speaking, she wrinkled her face and covered her face in disgust, "You're so **** ugly!"

Song Lingshu: "."

"I don't want to have children with men! I'm going to have a psychological shadow!" Yang Song was very puzzled, "Why can't they be like you, fragrant and soft, white and clean?"

Song Lingshu laughed and said, "Are you casting a shadow over men?"

"Hmm! I don't want to be with men!" Yang Song received a huge psychological shock, and sat down weakly on the table, half leaning on her, so he hugged her waist for a while.

"...You can hug me, but can you stop rubbing me?" Song Lingshu said helplessly.

"What?" Yang Song raised his head, "Can't rub?"

"What are you trying to do?"

"So soft." Yang Song put his hand on her chest, "It's so soft here, you can't rub it?"

Song Lingshu slapped her hand away: "No."

"Why? Aren't we both the same? Is there anything we can't do?"

Song Lingshu decided to teach her a lesson personally, and put one hand on her chest: "How is it?"

"..." Yang Song looked down for a while, and responded truthfully, "I don't feel it through the clothes, why don't you move it so that I can feel it?"

Song Lingshu: "......"

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