Su Li’s face instantly turned bright red, and she hurriedly hid her hands behind her back, defending herself, "When did I sneak a peek? I... I was clearly..."
"Looking openly."
Su Li quietly added a sentence.
The cool mountain breeze blew by, but instead of reducing the flush on her face, it made her cheeks even redder.
Su Li cleared her throat, lifted her leg, and walked towards the father and son, looking at Tuanzi’s sweaty little face, "Why don’t I help your dad set up the tent?"
Tuanzi, after all, was just a little kid, and not very strong.
If they really let him pitch the tent, they might not get any sleep tonight.
Su Li volunteered to help Feng Huaijin pitch the tent.
During the next half hour, Su Li could hear Feng Huaijin chuckling aningfully beside her.
"Su Li, you should be glad the college entrance exam doesn’t test physical education, otherwise you definitely wouldn’t be the valedictorian."
"Left side for the ropes, the left side!... You should just sit with your son instead."
Su Li shook her legs, looking pitifully at the man who had finally given up, "There are mosquitoes over here. If I don’t move, they’ll bite . Let help you."
Even after spraying mosquito repellent, the mosquitoes still ca by.
Tuanzi, beside her, was wiping Su Li’s sweat with a wet tissue and saying considerately, "Mama, Tuanzi’s sports teacher said that mosquitoes only bite certain people because their blood is sweet. Mama’s blood is sweet, that’s why mosquitoes like you."
Su Li’s heart ward, thinking she must bring this future son into the world soon! He’s just too sweet.
Feng Huaijin let out a light snort nearby, unceremoniously revealing and informing, "Typical sports teacher. Mosquitoes rely on their sense of sll to find blood targets, and active sweat glands make it easier to get bitten."
Swept away by her son’s touching words, Su Li: "..."
Su Li turned her head and glared at Feng Huaijin, "Feng Huaijin, what did you an by that?!"
Is he saying she slls sweaty?
Unwilling to accept it, Su Li raised her hand to sll herself; there’s still a faint scent of perfu, so where’s the sweat sll?
This is the fiancé she stubbornly insisted on marrying...
Su Li grew even more wronged.
Feng Huaijin looked at the furious little girl in the woods, lowered his gaze and chuckled a few tis, then leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Your pheromones, they captivate ."
Tuanzi was straining his ears but couldn’t hear their whispers.
Su Li’s ears turned beet red, she humd twice and pushed Feng Huaijin away, "Are you... are you going to pitch the tent or not?"
Her ears turned slightly crimson, and even the cool breeze couldn’t calm it down, prompting Feng Huaijin to laugh even more heartily.
It was Su Li’s first ti pitching a tent, and she wasn’t very handy, not to ntion she accidentally hindered Feng Huaijin several tis.
After the tent was finally set up, Su Li looked at the soft bedding, and couldn’t help but collapse onto it, her small face buried in the white pillow, weakly saying, "I’m so tired, I’m going to take a nap. You father and son handle it yourselves."
A wave of exhaustion washed over her, and with her head on the pillow, Su Li fell asleep in no ti.
Perhaps it was being out in the wild, without the soft and cozy big bed at ho, without the man’s strong arms, without familiar scents, and soon Su Li rubbed her eyes and woke up.
Looking through the transparent window, it was already dark outside.
Su Li turned her head to look, only to find the tent empty.
Curious, Su Li pushed the tent open and tentatively stepped outside. She had just taken a step when she froze at the scene outside...
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