Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 169 Angry Song Yi

Lin Yuzhu walked out of the door, and was about to lift her feet to walk to the main room, when she stopped in her torn trousers, which were dirty with mud and rotten leaves.

She looked down at her toes, which had been dried from the mud, raised and lowered them, and frowned slightly.

The person sitting outside is the upright, disciplined, and principled Song Iron and Steel.
The things that made him break the principle in the past were basically based on increasing the income and production of the production team, and he also reported to his superiors through the normal process.

If she comes up with a solution, I'm afraid I'll see him slapping the table to scold others again.

Xiao Dongming was obviously stabbed in the back this time, and the conditions she wanted to create for recruiting people must be completed in a short time.

Otherwise, the two brothers will be interrogated according to the procedure tomorrow, and once the confession is handed over to the county, they will be left alone.

I'm so stupid I can't cry to death.
She tilted her head thoughtfully and licked the sharpest fang on it, her body was dirty and sweaty...

It is not suitable for throwing into his arms to coquettishly coax.

She trotted to Song Yi, who was buried in writing, and glanced casually at the black handbag on the table.

"Is your business done?"

"Not yet, I have to go to the brigade later, what's going on inside?"

"The situation has stabilized, and I'm playing the bottle. You shouldn't be in a hurry, I have something to tell you."

"Okay, you say."

"Xiao family. Hiss." Lin Yuzhu scratched the back of her neck with a bitter face, "My neck and back are itchy and painful like needle pricks. I don't know what fell into it while I was working."

Seeing her scratching so hard, Song Yi frowned in pain, put down the pen, got up and lifted her collar, the back of her neck was red from the scratches, and the scratches made his heart ache.

"Go take a shower first, I'm not in a hurry."

"Oh, then you go to the room and wait for me."

Lin Yuzhu walked quickly to the room, with a slight curl of her mouth, she quickly opened the closet, glanced at it, and took out the skirt he gave her.

He was about to go out, so he squinted his eyes and stared at the suspender nightdress, took it off decisively, stuffed it into the closet, and hung it up with another one.

After writing for a while, Song Yi packed up the material paper and pens on the table, carried his handbag and entered Lin Yuzhu's room. As soon as he entered the door, his eyes were attracted by the clothes hanging on the bed frame.

It was not the suspender nightdress before, but a pure white cotton shirt, which seemed to be made according to his size, but it was a little wrinkled, not like the one just taken out.

Rather like.
She wore it.

His eyes darkened for an instant, his Adam's apple rolled, and his heart beat faster when he thought of the picture of her sleeping in this shirt.

The more I thought about it, the more parched my mouth became, I pulled my neckline, put down my things and sat at the front of the table with my back to the bed, took up the enamel jar and poured it into my mouth.

After drinking cold water, I finally calmed down a bit, let out a breath, and forced myself to shift my attention to the half-written material.

Holding the pen for a long time without writing a word, he turned his head and glanced at the shirt again, propped his elbow on his forehead and pinched the space between his brows, secretly cursing himself as dirty.

What's the situation? I still have to think about those things.
But the room was filled with her faint warm and sweet scent, and the master couldn't help but relax, his mind was full of all kinds of charming appearances of her.

As soon as Lin Yuzhu entered the room wiping her hair, she saw Song Yi resting his head on the table with one hand. The pen in his hand had not been written for a long time, and his back was tense, as if he was very distressed.

He quietly leaned over and took a look at the content on the paper. It was just a piece of land application material for building a workshop.

Isn't this a certainty?
After finishing writing, just stamp a few chapters and complete the formalities. There is nothing to worry about.

"Is there a problem with the land?" She sat next to him and asked doubtfully.

Song Yi pursed his lips to regain his senses, and the pen began to write in a swish, his ears burning with embarrassment, "No."

Lin Yuzhu tilted her head to wipe her hair, inadvertently looked at his red ears, glanced at the shirt hanging over there, and curled her mouth slightly.

Rubbing towards him and sticking close to him, "Brother Yi, do you think speculation is a damn thing?"

The tip of his pen paused, and he said in a deep voice: "Your sister came back for this? Violating the regulations, no one can save him."

She put the towel on the stool, hugged his arm and shook it, "But, Xiao Dongming and you are brothers, and I also point him to make money, do you want to die?"

Song Yi sighed, turned around and frowned at her, "How can I save it? I'm just an ordinary production team leader. I don't have much friendship with speculators. I'm not as powerful as you think."

He is a serious leader, but he is just a production team leader who doesn't even get paid, so he can't talk at all.

This is why he has always disagreed with her speculation.

In case of accident, there is no way to get people.

Lin Yuzhu got up and pulled the stool away, sat sideways on his lap and hugged his neck, smiling sweetly at him.

"It is because you are the production team leader that you can save him. In my heart, you are the best!"

She just took a bath, her whole body is fragrant, her face is moist with moisture, her long eyelashes are thick and slightly curled, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes are shining with sparkle.

The nephrite jade was warm and fragrant in his arms, Song Yi subconsciously hugged her, feeling very tight in his heart.

Her sweet words were really sweet words of love, which made him feel proud and sweet.

He sighed helplessly and indulgently, "Tell me, I thought of some crooked idea again."

Lin Yuzhu frowned, leaned up to kiss him, and whispered something in his ear.

The more Song Yi heard this, the more he frowned, and he couldn't hold back his anger.

Put her aside, and patted the table hard, "Lin Yuzhu! How much guts do you have, ah?!"

Although it was expected to slap the table, Lin Yuzhu shrank her shoulders in fright at the loud noise with thunderous anger.

She lowered her head, clasped her hands in her lap, and stopped talking.

Song Yi was so angry that he pointed at her with trembling fingers and wanted to curse again, but two teardrops fell on the back of her hand, splashed transparent flowers, and drew water marks along the back of her hand.

Then two more fell.

His heart suddenly shrank, and his chest hurt like a needle. He gritted his teeth and hugged her on his lap, his tone softened a lot.

"I'm not talking about you, is that capable? Violation of discipline, do you know how serious the consequences are? I was dismissed as production team leader or second, if I am sentenced to labor reform, you."

"You hate me..." Lin Yuzhu interrupted him in a low voice, threw herself into his arms and hugged his waist, sobbing and crying extremely aggrieved, "You don't love me anymore"

"I..." Song Yi choked, took a deep breath and looked at Fang Liang and exhaled in frustration.

What kind of incomprehensible creatures are women?
He was explaining the seriousness of the matter to her, and she cried and said he was murdering her?

The pitiful pear flower's delicate appearance with rain stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get up and down, and his heart ached.

"I didn't hurt you, okay, it's my fault, I shouldn't hurt you." He helplessly patted her back, coaxing her softly.

"Listen to me, this matter is really serious, and the iron-like discipline cannot be violated. I have to be responsible to you and to the members of the commune. With so many things on my shoulders, I can't make a wrong step."

Lin Yuzhu leaned in his arms, sniffed, bit her lower lip lightly, and blinked her eyes.

Song Iron and Steel is really a tough nut to crack.

The attitude is soft, but the principle is still there
This universal big move has to be increased.

"You perfunctory me. You go away..." She pushed him away sobbing, climbed onto the bed and lay face down on the pillow, hugging the pillow aggrievedly and crying.

(End of this chapter)