Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1981 Tribulation (55)

Soon the eaves were wet and the ground was wet.

It's just that the man who was still chopping wood was still chopping as if he couldn't feel the rain.

Holding the ax in one hand, his muscles were already bruised.

His body was covered with sweat, and he was silent.

The icy rain hit the body, and even wet the dry wood.

He was still chopping piece by piece, tirelessly, and seemed to have inexhaustible strength in his body.

The back is thin and lonely.

In heavy rain, in an empty yard.

In the cowshed, the cows are very quiet.

In the coop, the chickens are also very quiet.

Only the fox, standing under the eaves.

Watch, go back and forth.

Calling at him, one after another.

As if in a hurry, calling him to stop and come back.

But for the first time, the man didn't listen to its call.

Drenched in the rain, the action was fierce.

Raise the ax over and over again, and chop down.

Lift up, cut down.

It's like a machine that doesn't get tired.

It makes people feel distressed.

It hurts badly.

The fox stood under the eaves, anxious and annoyed.

Run over, bite his trouser leg, and pull him.

want him back.

But without saying a word, he directly carried it back under the eaves.

Then turned around and walked into the rain.

"..." The fox stood there, really annoyed.

"Ow!"

Can you come back? !

The back in the heavy rain is indifferent.

Still chopping.

The chopping action was extremely ruthless.

As if using the greatest force.

The fox was so angry that he walked back and forth under the eaves.

"Su Chen!"

That annoyed, gentle and gentle female voice pierced through the heavy rain and fell.

into his ears.

His movements came to a sudden stop.

The movement of swinging the ax to chop down stopped there.

The rain was torrential, and the rain was icy cold.

It landed on him, wet his face, and wet his hands.

He held the handle of the ax tightly with his hand and stood still.

The rain fell silently across his fair face, his eyelashes were drooping, and his eyes were pitch black.

It was pitch black, bottomless, dark as an abyss.

Not showing any emotions.

Motionless, like a wet sculpture.

Yun Si was really going to be mad at him.

She took the umbrella beside her and opened it.

Holding an umbrella, he ran behind him.

Standing on tiptoe, propped the umbrella over his head.

She protected him from the rain, snatched the ax from his hand, and threw it directly on the ground beside him.

The heavy ax fell to the ground with a bang.

The man lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Hands covered with rain and sweat hang down.

Because of excessive force, some uncontrollable trembling.

Trembling badly.

Yun Si grabbed his hand and pulled him away.

Forcefully pulled to the eaves.

At this time, the bullpen was very quiet.

The coop is also very quiet.

Watching quietly, not daring to make a sound.

Looking at the glowing goblin, she threw the umbrella aside, and then pulled the drenched man into the room.

Immediately, the door slammed shut with a bang.

Cattle:……

chicken:……

I can't watch it again.

The cow lowered its head silently.

The chicken also retracted its neck silently.

……

……

……

It was raining heavily outside, and there was silence inside the house.

Yun Si pulled the man into the room, and then took off his clothes.

With a cold face, he didn't say a word.

The drenched man didn't say a word.

He just lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly.

There was no longer the warm smile on his face.

His eyes were pitch-black, terrifyingly black.

When he was about to take off his pants, he suddenly held her down.

Wet, calloused hands grabbed her wrist.

She paused, raised her eyes, and looked at him.

(End of this chapter)