MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 160v2 Rescue Geng Tianwen's unruly female partner (12)

Yang Song was dumbfounded.

She stared blankly at the face that was close at hand. The long eyelashes were like butterflies, flapping their wings under the moonlight and dancing on the tip of her heart.

Before she had time to react, the kiss ended, hot and soft. After leaving suddenly, she was confused for a moment, and raised her eyes to look at Song Lingshu.

Song Lingshu stroked the hair on her cheek, and said with a slight smile, "Are you afraid?"

"Afraid of what?" Yang Song asked.

"Just like that."

"What's so scary about this?" Yang Song thought about it, "Can I do it again?"

Song Lingshu thought that she was going to push herself away, and then called herself a rogue, but never thought it was the answer, she smiled, lowered her head and kissed her lips again, this time it was no longer a simple taste, but a deep exploration , but his eyes were firmly locked on her face, paying attention to the change of her expression.

Apart from being surprised at the beginning, Yang Song quickly got used to it, but the other party quickly pulled away, and she asked resentfully, "So fast?"

"Do you still want it?" Song Lingshu asked.

Yang Song nodded.

While kissing again, one hand covered her eyes, other senses became more obvious, the nose smelled the smell of wine on her body, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers, and the sound of the tongue colliding with water was heard in the ears, Hands involuntarily caressed her back.

I don't know how long it took, Song Lingshu was a little tired. Just as she was about to leave, Yang Song noticed it. He pressed her head up with his hands on his back, then turned over and laid her flat, imitating her movements in a decent way. .

It wasn't until Song Lingshu snorted that she sat up straight in a panic: "What's wrong?"

"Bite people indiscriminately." Song Lingshu stroked his lips and said with a smile, "Look at what you did."

Yang Song took a closer look, and really tore a small hole, a little blood seeped out, she lowered her head to lick the blood away, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry."

Song Lingshu touched the back of her head: "Just pay attention next time."

"Okay!" And next time!

Song Lingshu also forgot when she fell asleep. She only knew that she was woken up by being licked. When she opened her eyes, she saw Yang Song hugging her head and kissing her face non-stop. He kissed his lips and wanted to stick them in, but she immediately pushed them away.

Yang Song was caught off guard and thrown into the corner, with an unbelievable expression on his face: "You didn't act like this last night! Why did you turn your face and deny anyone as soon as you woke up!?"

"I didn't rinse my mouth." Song Lingshu said with a smile, got out of bed and put on her clothes, and braided her chest generously in front of her.

"Can you not wrap it up? Don't you feel bored?" Yang Song asked.

Song Lingshu: "I hate it, but if I don't cover it, everyone will find out that I am a woman."

Yang Song pursed his lips and said, "It's not an option to hide it all the time. I will explain it to my father and brothers as soon as possible."

Song Lingshu glanced at her, shook his head and said with a smile: "As long as your brain is mediocre, don't think of bad ideas, and don't want me to beat them to death as soon as you finish talking. Don't worry, I know it well, and I will take them with you in the future." I made a lot of money and life became more prosperous, and they didn't care if I was a man or a woman."

"That's right, just like me now, I like you whether you are a man or a woman." Yang Song said happily.

After washing up, Yang Song automatically sat on the chair, and Erlang raised his legs: "Come on, I'm going down the mountain today, you comb my hair."

"Okay." Song Lingshu put up a high ponytail for her, and pushed her legs down, "Don't cross your legs."

"Why? My father didn't care about me." Yang Song raised his legs up again.

"Okay, keep on curling up, be careful if you have short or long legs in the future, you will be ugly to death." Song Lingshu put down the grate, turned and went out.

"Really?" Yang Song followed up worriedly, "Is it true that you will have long or short legs?"

"You try it and see what you will do when you are old and ugly in the future."

Yang Song was very surprised, touched his face, caught a brother passing by and asked, "Am I ugly?"

"How can the boss be ugly, you are the most beautiful woman in the world!"

As soon as Yang Song showed his face, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought that his brothers said this every time, obviously to save her face, and he had never seen other beautiful women, but he believed it every time!

Obviously the woman in front is much prettier than me!

She is so white and tender, her whole body is white, and her palms are so white and smooth, she doesn't look like herself, she has calluses on her hands!

She glanced at her hands and sighed unhappily.

At this moment, she saw Song Lingshu stop at the turning, stepped forward a few steps, and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

"Suddenly remembered that there is still something to do." Song Lingshu said.

"What's up?"

As soon as the words finished, Song Lingshu raised his head and kissed her on the lips: "I rinsed my mouth, I can give you a kiss."

Song Lingshu went to the kitchen to get breakfast, Yang Song was on the spot, almost poking a hole in the ground with her toes, she turned around with a smile, and suddenly bumped into Fa Cai's servants.

Four or five people stared at her dumbfounded, and smiled mischievously: "Then what...we didn't see anything!"

Yang Song's face was serious.

Several people ran away immediately, and did not forget to turn around and boast: "Mr. Yazhai is really a man!"

Yang Song rolled his eyes at them, thought of something, and continued to poke holes in the ground with his feet while smiling.

In the morning, the kitchen was bustling with activity. Several cooks had already learned how to fry French fries, cook sauce for sauce, and French fries for French fries. On the other side, Song Lingshu was making mashed potatoes. There were a lot of helpers, and they all wanted to watch. In the end, these idlers were all driven out by Yang Song to feed the cows and collect herbs.

After lunch, there are a few more people who sell goods, because French fries will also be officially launched this time. Mashed potatoes are still limited to 30 servings, but there are 100 servings of French fries, so you can’t buy mashed potatoes at that time Customers can buy French fries to satisfy their hunger.

Song Lingshu told Yang Song the rules of selling for a long time, in a word, no bargaining, this is the rule.

Yang Songxin asked who would buy such an expensive thing, but kept nodding on his face: "Yeah, well, well..."

"Okay, let's go back early." Song Lingshu patted her on the shoulder.

Yang Songgang led the people out of the village, looked back, saw Song Lingshu was still standing on the ridge, and ran back in two or three steps.

"Hey, where are you going, boss?" Dali asked.

Song Lingshu looked at the person running in front of him, and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Yang Song shook his head and asked, "Do you want something? I'll buy it for you."

Song Lingshu thought for a while and said with a smile, "I don't have anything to ask for right now."

Yang Song asked again: "Then is there anything you want to do?"

"I want to go down the mountain to play." Song Lingshu grinned.

The people next to her were stunned, looking at her in surprise, with different expressions, not daring to say anything, and then turned their gazes to Yang Song.

Yang Song looked at the smile on her face, then glanced at Yang Tianshuo who seemed to disagree, and picked the shoulder straps of the back basket with his fingers. The back basket is made of thin bamboo strips, and carrying heavy loads will pinch her shoulders. Yang Song has long been used to it, but last time Song Lingshu saw the bruises on her shoulders, she used discarded clothes to give every basket-carrying person in the village Wrap the shoulder straps so they don't pinch your shoulders anymore.

"I just said it casually, let's go, the brothers are still waiting for you." Song Lingshu smiled.

"Let's go."

"Huh?" Song Lingshu was taken aback.

"Let's go, I'll take you down the mountain." Yang Song took her hand, and when he passed by Yang Tianshuo, he paused and said, "Father, I'll take her down the mountain to have fun, and she still has to take care of the business." Just check it out."

Yang Tianshuo didn't agree or refuse, but just looked at them silently for a while, and asked Yang Song: "You really think about it? Take her down the mountain?"

"Um."

Yang Tianshuo turned back with the wheelchair, Yang Song pulled Song Lingshu and ran down the mountain: "Let's go!"

It is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down the mountain. This group of people chose to camp here must be because the terrain is rough and it is difficult for outsiders to find them.

Song Lingshu had never descended such a dangerous mountain before. There were so many twists and turns, some roads could only be climbed with one foot.

The brothers ran fast in front, but Yang Song walked slowly because he had to take care of her, and walked down slowly holding her hand.

However, after going through the most thrilling part of the journey, Song Lingshu also became more relaxed from the initial cautiousness. Even if she accidentally slipped down, she was very happy. It was her voice.

"So happy?" Yang Song smiled.

"Yes." After a flat road, Song Lingshu picked a wild flower by the side of the road, stuck it in Yang Song's hair, pulled her to run, and smiled against the wind, "It's so free!"

Yang Song paused with a smile, turned his head to look at her, and stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Song Lingshu looked sideways at her, "If you don't leave, you won't be able to catch up with your brothers."

"Why are you chasing them?" Yang Song suddenly lowered his head, kissed her lips, and let go after a while.

Song Lingshu's face was flushed, he poked her shoulder, raised his eyes, the sun shone brightly in his bright eyes: "Okay, you're learning pretty fast."

Yang Song grinned, and was about to lean in again, but Song Lingshu raised his hand to cover her mouth: "Hurry up, there are still a lot of things to do later."

"Yeah." Yang Song reluctantly looked away, but still held her hand tightly, even though his palm was sweating, he couldn't bear to let go.

Soon, Song Lingshu noticed that Yang Song's eyes seemed to be glued to her body, and whenever he got a chance, he came over to steal a kiss, and just like this, he went down the mountain and had to walk a long way to get to the city. the door.

Many people planted fields at the foot of the mountain. Song Lingshu looked at the rice along the way. In some fields, a group of people had already harvested rice together. The people in front were responsible for harvesting with sickles, and the people behind dragged wooden carts and started threshing rice, shouting constantly.

Song Lingshu looked interesting and slowed down.

"What are you looking at?" Yang Song asked.

Song Lingshu looked away with a smile, and said with a smile, "This year's weather is good, and it's a good harvest season."

Yang Song took a look, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he said: "When we enter the city, there will be a lot of people. Follow me closely and don't lose it."

Song Lingshu nodded and happily followed her into the city.

There are not as many people on the street as expected. It is the busy farming season, and most of them are processing crops at home, but there are also many people who come out to hang out.

They went to the medicine shop first, and after the doctor inspected the goods, they settled the bill with money. Song Lingshu walked around the pharmacy, and took a closer look at the medicine cabinets. At this moment, he heard Yang Song shout: "Zhang Miao."

"Here we come." Song Lingshu hurried to the door, held her hand, and continued walking towards the restaurant.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she felt that after entering the city, Yang Song's words became less.

"What's wrong with you? You don't seem very happy?"

"It's too hot, I'm a little upset." Yang Song said.

Hearing this, Song Lingshu ran into a shop, bought a fan, and fanned her: "How is it? Are you still annoying?"

"It's not annoying, it's just a little distressing." Yang Song cried with a mournful face, "What kind of broken fan is this, it's so expensive!"

Song Lingshu laughed.

When approaching the restaurant, Song Lingshu was attracted by the surrounding shops. This area is a bustling area, and there are many more things for sale, which aroused her desire to shop again, and she looked around for a long time.

"Zhang Miao." Yang Song called back.

"Immediately!" Song Lingshu stood in front of a shop, picking things up and down, "You guys go up first, I'll be right over!"

She was struggling, when she was suddenly grabbed by a hand. Yang Song led her into an alley, looked down at her, and said nothing.

"Why-huh?" As soon as she opened her mouth, Yang Song blocked her mouth severely. This time, she used more force than any previous sneak kiss. She didn't push him away until she was almost out of breath. Wanting to ask a question, Yang Song took the first step and said: "We're going to the restaurant, come to us after you've finished shopping."

"Okay, I haven't settled the bill yet! Don't be treated as a thief." Song Lingshu touched the purse on his body, "Oh, I've run out of money."

Yang Song threw his purse to her, and took a deep look at her: "Remember to come to the restaurant to find us."

"Don't worry, I'll go check out first."

When Yang Song returned to the restaurant, the brothers all looked at her nervously and asked in a low voice: "Boss, are you really not afraid that he will run away?"

Yang Song kicked him: "Hurry up."

She looked back at the person not far away who had just paid the money and was attracted by the next shop, turned around and entered the restaurant, and said to herself: You'd better not run away, otherwise...or I... ..I can't do anything...

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