478: C478 External Head on Foot

C478 External Head on Foot

The Vermillion Bird knew that he had been caught by the owner of the fruit garden. It held its head with one hand and thought of a countermeasure. It lowered its eyes and saw the watch on its wrist. It quickly took it off.

Beitang Shen had a humble expression and bowed to his uncle. "I'm sorry. Please forgive my actions. I will compensate you. "

His uncle looked unhappy. "You young people don't understand the hardships of us farmers at all. . . "

Beitang Shen bowed once again. " I'm sorry, I'm very sorry. "

The Vermillion Bird grabbed his arm and pulled him up. She smiled at the old man and said: "Uncle, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I've been eating sour food lately. When you see apples. . . I'm sorry, I asked him to do this. We don't have any cash on us. Can I give this watch to you as compensation?"

She held the watch with both hands and gave it to the old man.

The old man's expression eased a bit, he sighed and said:" It's not that I can't bear to part with those fruits. It's just that recently, they've been robbed too much. It's just a few apples. Take them. There's no need for compensation. . . "

The Vermilion Bird hurriedly bowed and thanked him with a smile.

The old man seemed to have thought of something as he looked at her from head to toe and said, "Miss, do you like sour food during this period of time?"

The Vermilion Bird nodded, "Yes, I don't know why. . . In the past, I hated sour food the most. . . "

The old man beamed. "When my wife was pregnant with my son, she also liked sour food. I guess you guys are going to be parents. "

Beitang Shen's eyes suddenly tightened, and his fingers clenched into fists.

The Vermillion Bird widened its eyes in surprise and stammered, What?" No, it can't be. . . "

The old man laughed loudly, "You young people are really careless. . . "

The Vermilion Bird seemed to be shocked for a long time before it awkwardly smiled," No wonder my appetite seems to have increased during this period of time. . . "

The old man had a serious expression on his face, "Don't starve the child. Have you eaten yet? If you don't mind, then go to my house for lunch. "

The Vermilion Bird said gratefully, "Uncle, I'm really grateful to you. Hubby, we have food to eat. "

Beitang Shen's body stiffened, although he knew that she was putting on a show. However, the way she called him "Hubby" still gave him a special feeling.

The old man's wife had already finished preparing lunch. Suddenly, there were two more guests at home. She quickly cooked two dishes and was so enthusiastic that Vermillion Bird felt guilty. She felt that she had deceived a kind person.

When bidding farewell to the old couple, Vermilion Bird took advantage of the moment when they weren't paying attention and placed her watch on the dining table.

The old man personally sent them onto the small road leading to the highway, reminding them to be careful on the road.

Looking around, he saw the fields. Only the two of them were there. Beitang Shen suddenly stopped and turned his head to stare into the Vermillion Bird's eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Is what you said just now true?"

The Vermilion Bird paused for a moment. "What is it?"

Beitang Shen's tone became heavier. "It's about being pregnant!"

She lightly said, "Of course it's fake. I just want to give us a meal. "

His eyes were full of doubt, "Are you sure?"

She frowned. "Of course I'm sure. I took the medicine after the incident. I promise I won't cause you any trouble. "

His thin lips were taut, and his face was expressionless. "It's best if that's the case. " He wasn't ready to be a father yet, and. . . If the child was in that condition, would it be affected by the medicine? No one could tell what kind of defects there were. . . Unfortunately, Halfway through his sentence, the Vermillion Bird misunderstood his meaning. It thought that he didn't want her to get pregnant at all. Her eyes darkened as she lightly said. "Don't talk about this impossible thing anymore. "

She directly walked past him and quickened her pace as she walked forward. There was a large bag on her seemingly thin shoulder, and her back was straight and straight. She was frank and frank, and she revealed a pride that refused to admit defeat.

There were very few cars on the highway, and it took nearly ten minutes for a private car to arrive.

Beitang Shen raised his hand to signal. The driver ignored him and drove straight past him.1

His face was dark, like the bottom of a pot that had been burned for decades.

"Next time a car passes by, I will stop it. " Vermilion Bird placed the backpack by her feet, took off her shirt, and tied it around her waist. She wore a black work vest. Her hair was tied up high, revealing her beautiful neck and slender arms.

The afternoon sun shone on her body, giving off a bright luster.

She was like a wooden hibiscus, slim and graceful, pure and proud. Even in the noisy crowd, she could maintain her calm and indifferent character, making people remember her at a glance.

A car drove over from afar.

Vermilion Bird calmly pulled down the collar of her vest, and the deep ravine was faintly visible. She ran to the road, raised her right hand, and with a gentle smile on her lips, she said, "Sir, please stop -"

"Creak -" The tires of the car rubbed against the road, producing an ear-piercing sound.

A middle-aged man rolled down the window, his eyes greedily staring at the Vermilion Bird's chest.

The Vermillion Bird faintly smiled, "Sir, please give me a ride. "

A vulgar smile appeared on the man's face. "No problem, come on up. "

"Wait for me. " Vermilion Bird ran to the side of the road, picked up her backpack, grabbed Beitang Shen's arm, and dragged him. "Let's go -"

When the driver saw Vermillion Bird and Beitang Shen walk over, his wishful thinking was in vain. He immediately changed his face, and before the two of them could open the car door, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

The exhaust gas spurted onto their faces.

"F * ck!" Vermilion Bird was so angry that it almost vomited blood. It threw the luggage onto the ground and pointed its middle finger in the direction of the car.

On the other hand, Beitang Shen looked calm and relaxed. His shoulders were shaking uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of smiles.

The Vermillion Bird glared at him and said fiercely, "Don't hold it in anymore. If you want to laugh, then laugh. You're pissing me off!"

Beitang Shen didn't let her down in the slightest. He laughed loudly, and his joyful laughter echoed across the empty road.

His smile was very beautiful. The corner of his sexy lips was slightly raised, and his face was full of smiles. The lines on his handsome face became gentle, and he looked more refined.

His laughter was deep and mellow, like wine that had been stored in a cellar for many years, and it carried a charming fragrance.

Hearing his laughter, the Vermillion Bird's irritable heart actually calmed down slowly. She looked at him calmly. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. She discovered that this man's influence on her was growing bigger and bigger. This was not good, very bad.

She shook her head forcefully and suddenly turned around. With her back facing him, she forced herself to withdraw from those random thoughts.

Beitang Shen stopped smiling and looked at her graceful back, his eyes still filled with warmth.

The vermilion bird's head was heavy. A man's sunhat fell on her head, blocking out the glaring sunlight. He shifted his gaze and saw that Beitang Shen was already standing beside her. He slightly pursed his lips, and calmly looked straight ahead. The perfect side profile of his face looked even more charming under the sunlight.

"Thank you. " Her voice was extremely soft.

"You're welcome. " His voice was cold.

In the end, they were still unable to stop a car.

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