Zhou Fengtian hurriedly chased out, but fortunately Wang Jiahui did not run away, and the two of them ran to the Wang family's cornfield one after another.

After all, Wang Jiahui is a girl. After not long after running, she lost her strength. She held her knees and gasped.

Zhou Fengtian walked to her and looked at her.

Under the moonlight, Wang Jiahui's fair side face as white as jade made Zhou Fengtian's heart beat.

He has been childhood sweethearts with Wang Jiahui since he was a child and has known each other for a long time. The two even took a bath together when they were young, but the situation of the Zhou family is getting worse and worse. Since Zhou Fengtian dropped out of junior high school, the communication between the two has gradually decreased.

After Wang Jiahui went to work in the city bank, the two of them never met each other in the past. Many people in the village even said that the village flowers in our village were fascinated by the flower world!

But Zhou Fengtian believes that Wang Jiahui will not do this!

"What are you chasing me?" Although Wang Jiahui is recognized as a village flower in the village, her hot temper is comparable to that of Little Pepper. When she occasionally speaks, she is like shooting machine guns.

Zhou Fengtian said: "This is not a fear that my future wife will fall into the ditch..."

"Who will fall into the ditch?" Wang Jiahui muttered, but seemed to have figured out something, her pretty face turned red again, and she pulled a piece of corn leaves and threw it on Zhou Fengtian.

Before the two of them laughed for a long time, Zhou Fengtian suddenly heard something. He walked to Wang Jiahui in three or two steps, covered her mouth, pressed her under him, and he also bent down quietly. The two of them were hiding in the cornfield, and he booed, "Don't talk."

Wang Jiahui was a little breathless by him. She bit Zhou Fengtian's palm hard. Zhou Fengtian screamed, and quickly covered his mouth, lowered his voice, pointed ahead, and said, "There are people in your cornfield..."

Since Zhou Fengtian obtained the Dragon God inheritance, his facial features are much more sensitive than ordinary people. He just arrived in the cornfield and almost came with them. Another man and a woman came. While the two of them hugged and pushed, they had already gone to the other side.

"Who is it?" Wang Jiahui poked out a little head and looked around. She really saw it. Under the moonlight, a pair of men and women hugged each other and spoke, but soon they rolled into the ground.

"These two waste food..." She struggled to turn over and stop her, but Zhou Fengtian grabbed her tightly and refused to let her go out.

"Don't go, they are all from the villagers. If you go, they can't bear to worry about their face." Wang Jiahui only felt that Zhou Fengtian was very close to him. The heat exhaled from his mouth kept drilling into his ears. It was itchy and wet. For some reason, she felt a little ineffective in her body.

But she still said with a strong voice: "That's not your land, you don't feel sorry for it!"

Zhou Fengtian said: "Hey? Isn't that Widow Wang at the entrance of the village, and also the second son of the Shen family?"

Wang Jiahui was also curious when she heard this. Widow Wang’s husband had been drowned in the river for ten years, and she had been living with her daughter.

The second son of the Shen family is not a good student. He went out to work early. Before the New Year, the village was busy with farming, so he was summoned back to the village by the old uncle of the Shen family. Why did these two people who were not even together run here in the middle of the night and come to the secluded place and do anything?

Wang Jiahui stretched out her head and was shook her eyes by a white thigh. The figure flashed through the cornfield, and the sound of women talking to women in the wind was faintly heard.

"Damn, you're planting rice with such a hard work, you're using your strength..."

"Sister Wang, I will take care of your rice transplanting in the future. If you call another man, I won't agree..." A man's voice shyly face couldn't help but hear it.

"It depends on whether your skills are successful." Widow Wang's charming voice drifted in the air.

Although Wang Jiahui is still an uninformed girl, she certainly understands some things and blushed. Seeing Zhou Fengtian beside her, she seemed to be watching with relish, and quickly covered Zhou Fengtian's eyes and said like a little tiger: "Don't look."

"What else can I watch if I don't look at this..." Zhou Fengtian said.

"Look at me, that Widow Wang is in her forty years old and has anything to look good about? I really can't tell that she is such a person..."

Zhou Fengtian looked at her unscrupulously, with a lustful smile on his face.

"What are you laughing at!"

"Laughing at my future wife, I'm pretty."

"Who is your future wife? I want to marry me, and I will find a way to pass my parents' qualities first!" Wang Jiahui looked at Zhou Fengtian's look of nothing, and couldn't help but contact the Zhou family's recent situation. She couldn't help but pursed her lips and said, "Your family still owes Zhao Quanyou's money. If... if you really can't pay it back, I still have some private money here... or you use it first, it's just... the interest rate is not a bit high."

Zhou Fengtian looked at Wang Jiahui's pretty look with a stuttering corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but feel moved.

You should know that when Zhou Fengtian's family contracted the fish pond, almost no villagers were willing to lend them money. They were desperate and could only mortgage their ancestral property and make every effort.

To put it bluntly, the whole village feels that it is completely unlucky to get along with the Zhou family!

But Wang Jiahui was willing to lend money to Zhou Fengtian! Wang Jiahui's work income is quite good in the village, but not much! Besides, she has to subsidize her family income!

On the other end of the cornfield, the man and woman with dry fire and fire had reached the end. The two of them snuggled together tightly, without any notice of the existence of Zhou Fengtian and the others. They walked out like a mix of oil in honey and disappeared from their sight.

Wang Jiahui said coquettishly: "What are you hiding and doing? Get up quickly! You have crushed me to death!"

Zhou Fengtian hurriedly let him aside, and Wang Jiahui stood up, but his feet numb and his body tilted, and he pressed tightly against Zhou Fengtian's chest. The man wrapped his arms around her, and both young people could hear each other's heartbeats.

Zhou Fengtian suddenly took Wang Jiahui's hand and said, "Come with me!"

The two walked to the front of Zhou Fengtian's two Harley motorcycles. Zhou Fengtian showed off the keys in Wang Jiahui and skillfully started the motorcycle.

"Is this yours?" Wang Jiahui looked at all this incredibly.

Zhou Fengtian said: "Yes, mine, I heard that it is the latest car, it costs more than one million! Is it more impressive than the BMW of Fatty Zhao's family?"

Wang Jiahui said: "I don't believe it!"

Zhou Fengtian rode on the motorcycle and said with a smile: "If you don't believe it, just go and ask the city people you know if there is really such a thing. In the future, you can wait for your husband to marry you!"

As he said that, he waved a kiss at Wang Jiahui and started the car and drove home quickly.
Chapter completed!