Sweet field peasant woman is delicious

Chapter 1 Putting on the wedding dress is the bride

An Le moved her fingers and slowly opened her eyes. Where is this?In the lush forest, a little bit of sunlight is falling through the sparse leaves, and a few birds are chirping overhead.

How could she be in such a remote place, she thought she was dead, strangled to death by her fiancé Chang Ziqing himself.But why did you wake up in this place?Could it be that Chang Ziqing exposed her corpse to the wilderness?

Thinking of Chang Ziqing, her heart began to ache like a tear. She couldn't help clenching her fists tightly, and she didn't seem to feel it when her nails were embedded in her flesh. She loved him with all her heart, but he was only for her wealth. Once he got it, He couldn't wait to kill her.

"Oh, God has treated me kindly, and he didn't let me be killed by him." An Le sneered self-deprecatingly, there were still bruises on her neck from being pinched, and it was painful to touch her fingers lightly.

An Le propped herself up and stood up, looking around the surrounding environment, except for trees, An Le had a headache for a while. She has been a road idiot since she was a child. Where does this tell her to go?
She had no choice but to drag her tired body and walk in a random direction. After an unknown period of time, she seemed to see the smoke from the kitchen, and she was overjoyed.

Quickly quickened his pace and walked towards the wisp of cooking smoke, and finally saw houses one after another, but An Le suddenly stopped moving.

This house is a bit too dilapidated, most of them are old tile-roofed houses, but there are even thatched houses with mud walls and thatched roofs?

Don't all the rural areas build buildings now?What kind of village is this poor!
When An Le was in a daze, he heard voices not far away.

"I heard that the boy in Nancheng got married today, and he married Zheng Qingqing, the youngest daughter of the Zheng family. I really don't know how many lifetimes of blessings he has cultivated. Zheng Qingqing is the most beautiful girl here."

"Hmph, if he hadn't been engaged since childhood, how could he be so lucky?"

Another voice disdainfully rang out: "Good luck? He has to enjoy it too!"

"Oh? How do you say that?" The other two became interested.

"Hmph, just wait and see the good show."

"Hey, Nan Zheng, don't lose our appetite, you are his brother, you must know what, right?"

An Le is not interested in who gets married, she just wants to know where there are roads and where can I get a taxi?She is going home.

She was about to go up to ask directly, but after taking two steps, she froze there.

What kind of clothes are they wearing?Costume?Why do big men keep their hair so long?An Le looked around quickly, but there seemed to be no cameras.

A strange feeling came to my heart, did she wear it?An Le was shocked immediately.

I looked down at what I was wearing. It was the most popular Korean miniskirt. The hair was loosely rolled up, revealing the fair neck. If such a dress appeared in front of a group of ancient people...

She couldn't imagine the consequences, would she be immediately treated as a slut and soaked in a pig cage?Just when An Le was about to dodge quickly.Then I heard a sharp female voice behind me: "Oh my God, this girl is so shameless!"

An Le was so startled that her little heart "thumped, thumped", what should I do?run?
But the three men who were discussing not far away also turned around when they heard the movement, they were facing her!

Where should she cover?Suddenly thought of the anti-pornography scene I saw on TV, nonsense, cover your face!

An Le quickly covered her delicate face with her hands, and ran quickly into the woods.The bright yellow skirt swayed in a beautiful arc in the wind.

"Hey, you still dare to run? Why are you standing still, chase after me." The woman shouted in a sharp voice.

But the three men turned a deaf ear to them, staring blankly at the pair of white and slender legs running towards the distance, with nosebleeds pouring out.

An Le ran wildly all the way, running to remote places.She was afraid that she would meet someone again. She had just escaped death, but she didn't want to be treated as a slut and soaked in a pig cage just after she came back to life.

But where would she find clothes?I can't help being annoyed, why is she wearing a short skirt today.

Finally, she had no strength, so she gradually stopped, and sat down leaning against a tree trunk, panting heavily, maybe because the panting was too fast, and the injured neck felt tearing pain every time she panted.

An Le was so uncomfortable that she fell to the ground with half-closed eyes.Beads of sweat protruded from his forehead.

Suddenly feeling something soft and wet seemed to be licking the sweat on her forehead, An Le opened her eyes in doubt, but saw a furry little tiger facing her eyes, An Le let out an "ah" and sat down. He got up, quite frightened, and looked at the tiger in horror.

Wouldn't she be so unlucky that she would be eaten by wild animals just after escaping the pig soaking cage?
The little tiger seemed to realize that he had frightened her, and rubbed against An Le's lap to please her.

An Le was stunned for a moment, it didn't seem to have any malice towards her, on the contrary, it was very well-behaved, and it was just a little tiger, so it shouldn't be very cruel, so I felt a little relieved.

He stretched out his hand tentatively, and the little tiger happily ran over to rub her hand, and then licked it lightly, feeling wet and itchy, Anle was amused and laughed.

In a short time, one person and one tiger became one.

Although An Le's mood improved a lot, her throat was still sore, and she coughed a few times uncomfortably. The little tiger seemed to be spiritual, and gently tugged at An Le's skirt with her mouth.

An Le patted the little tiger's head with a "slap", "Rogue, you are a male, right?"

The little tiger has black lines all over his head, and his eyes are full of contempt, as if to say: I don't care about you.

An Le was very angry, no matter how she said she was recognized as a great beauty, okay, this tiger actually looked down on her so much.

But after thinking about it, how can a tiger's aesthetics be the same as that of a human? It must think that the furry face looks good, so it feels a little more comfortable.

Pat the little tiger's head lightly: "Forget it, I won't bother with you."

But the little tiger ran forward, An Le said quickly, "Hey, don't be so stingy, I didn't bother with you, are you still angry?"

The little tiger turned around to run in front of Anle, and then ran forward again, as if signaling her to go forward.

An Le understood a little bit, and followed the little tiger forward with doubts.

After a while, Wang Qingquan appeared in front of Anle's eyes. It turned out that the little tiger realized that her throat was uncomfortable and brought her here to quench her thirst. Anle glanced at the little tiger gratefully, and squatted by the river He drank it in big gulps.

The clear spring in the mountains was really different, it was cool and sweet, and my throat immediately felt much more comfortable.

Seeing that Anle was almost drunk, the little tiger gently tugged at Anle's skirt, and ran forward again. Anle had already trusted the little tiger very much, so he didn't suspect him, so he ran directly after it.

(End of this chapter)