[Chapter 95 My sister is giving you love]
Yang Yiyu turned around and saw that Yuan Jinfeng was wearing a dress with a zipper on the back, but she got her dress stuck on the zipper and couldn’t pull it up because she couldn’t reach it from behind.
He was a little stunned.
At this time, Yuan Jinfeng called again: “Come here, I’m not afraid of you, a little kid, what are you afraid of?”
Indeed, in Yuan Jinfeng’s eyes, he was a child, because when she went out to work hard, Yang Yiyu was still studying. She
always treated him as a little brother next door.
Although she was scared by Yang Yiyu the moment before, it was an accident.
At this time, the dress was stuck on the zipper, and she had no choice. She couldn’t open her back and go back!
Who made this place just her and Yang Yiyu!
Yang Yiyu was called by Yuan Jinfeng and came back to her senses: “Oh, come… come.”
Her heart was beating wildly, and she walked behind Yuan Jinfeng, a little afraid to look at her white jade-like back. What
she saw in her sight was that her black clothes were stuck on the zipper of the white dress.
He stretched out a hand and trembled to help her zip up.
However, he didn’t know whether it was because of nervousness that his hands were shaking or because Yang Yiyu didn’t dare to look at Yuan Jinfeng’s back, he pulled it several times but it didn’t move at all.
He became a little anxious.
Yang Yiyu clearly felt Yuan Jinfeng tremble when his hand touched her skin, and he didn’t dare to look at her.
The next moment, he exerted force with his hands, and there was only a bang.
Yang Yiyu actually tore off Yuan Jinfeng’s zipper, and then he used too much force, pulling her down, and she bumped into him.
Both of them fell to the ground at once.
Yang Yiyu did it completely unintentionally, secretly cursing himself for being too stupid.
Her face was flushed, and she felt lost for a moment in the unique breath of the man.
But Yang Yiyu was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. This time he couldn’t explain it clearly. He really didn’t mean it!
In a hurry, he loosened his hands and moved his body, and Yuan Jinfeng, who was pressing on him, rolled to the side.
At this time, the two of them were face to face and close to each other.
The faint scent of perfume emanating from Yuan Jinfeng came into her nose.
Looking at the flushed Yuan Jinfeng, she blurted out: “Sister Jinfeng…you are so beautiful.”
Yuan Jinfeng hadn’t heard anyone praise her like this for a long time. A sweet feeling rose in her heart, and she hummed with a flushed face.
There is a word called dry wood and raging fire, which describes the situation of the two at the moment.
Yuan Jinfeng was a little confused when she heard Yang Yiyu’s praise.
She felt bitter in her heart. Being praised and pursued by others has always been what she longed for. Unfortunately, all this is too far away for her. The chemical reaction of opposite sexes attracting each other exists, but it is full of bitterness in her heart.
Looking at the delicate and charming Yuan Jinfeng, Yang Yiyu wanted to kiss her and kissed her.
“Boom~”
After being kissed by Yang Yiyu, Yuan Jinfeng’s mind rumbled and fell into a blank.
She suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of security.
From the initial resistance to the later inability to help, respond…
When it came to the last step, Yuan Jinfeng suddenly trembled and woke up a little. Her first reaction was that she was a bad luck star that killed men. Both men who were with her had a bad ending.
She was an ominous woman, and this was also the pain in her heart. She said in her heart that she would be a widow in this life, so she would not hurt anyone anymore.
She couldn’t hurt Yang Yiyun, the little brother next door. None of the men she had contacted had a good ending. Could it be that she would continue to hurt the next one?
Thinking of this, Yuan Jinfeng stood up in a panic and said, “No, we can’t.”
While speaking, she stood up, tidied her clothes, and ran away.
Yang Yiyun was a little dazed. In an instant, he saw that Yuan Jinfeng’s eyes were red and tears fell. He
thought he was too reckless today and scared her. He secretly blamed himself, picked up the dragon fish on the ground and chased after her.
“Sister Jinfeng~I…?” Yang Yiyun wanted to explain and apologize to her, but was interrupted by Yuan Jinfeng before he finished speaking.
“It’s none of your business. I can’t be with you…I’m an unlucky person. I can’t hurt you. It’s getting dark. Let’s go back!” Yuan Jinfeng looked lonely and bitter. She didn’t talk and walked with her head down. When
Yang Yiyun heard that she was an unlucky person, he understood that she cared about the rumor in the village that the evil star would bring bad luck to her husband. This was just genuine feudal superstition. He didn’t believe it.
She walked up quickly and said, “Sister Jinfeng, you don’t have to care about other people gossiping about you. They say you are an unlucky person. Those people are ignorant. There is no such thing at all. You don’t have to take it to heart. I never believe it.”
Yuan Jinfeng laughed at herself as she walked, “I believe it, but you don’t know that I got married twice. My first husband died in less than ten days. He was hit to death by a rolling rock when we went to the mountain. We just happened to hit him to death.
Later, I found another one. He choked to death while eating less than half a year later. Tell me, am I an unlucky star? How could there be such a coincidence in the world? At first, I was also angry about the rumors about me, but then I thought about it and realized that these were not unreasonable. I am an unlucky star. Men who get too close to me have no good end. I am an unlucky woman. I am destined to be a widow in this life. So Yunzi, keep your distance from your sister in the future, otherwise it will hurt you.”
Yang Yiyun saw that she was self-deprecating when she spoke, but there was a flash of pain in her eyes.
Think about it, as a woman, who doesn’t want to be loved and pursued by men, but Yuan Jinfeng believes in fate and believes that she is an ominous woman. The deaths of her two husbands were all caused by her.
Looking at her lonely back, Yang Yiyun walked side by side with her, feeling a little pity and care for her. He also knew that these things might have brought a huge shadow to her heart, which blocked her inner thoughts and made her think that getting close to men was harming people.
At this moment, Yang Yiyu instead felt a sense of disbelief and a desire to protect this poor woman. He said to Yuan Jinfeng with his male chauvinism, “Sister Jinfeng, it’s right to believe in fate, but you can’t accept it. Sometimes man can conquer nature. I don’t think you are an ominous woman. On the contrary, you shouldn’t have this idea. The future will be brighter.”
After he finished speaking, Yang Yiyu paused and said, “Sister Jinfeng… if… if you are willing, I hope to give me a chance to break your curse.”
Hearing Yang Yiyu’s words, Yuan Jinfeng’s heart trembled, and her heartstrings, which had not moved for a long time, moved. She looked at Yang Yiyu and smiled, “Silly brother, your fate is unstoppable. It is destined. How can you break the curse on your sister? I have accepted my fate. Thank you for your kindness. Listen to me and keep a distance from me. Your life has just begun. There is a bright future waiting for you.”
The more Yang Yiyu heard her say this, the more rebellious thoughts he had in his heart. This is the competitive instinct of a man.
He looked at Yuan Jinfeng and said, “Sister Jinfeng, if I am a person who is born to fight against heaven and earth, to defy fate, and in my eyes, fate is meant to be broken, will you give me a chance?”
Yuan Jinfeng heard Yang Yiyu’s silly words and said with a smile, “Unless you are a god who can change people’s fate, who can change fate?”
Yang Yiyu looked at her beautiful face and said seriously, “If I were really a god, would you give me a chance to approach you?”
Yuan Jinfeng smiled and said, “Okay, we’re at the village now. I’m going home to change clothes. I’ll ask you to tear the zipper for me. Bye.” She didn’t answer Yang Yiyu’s words. She smiled at him and went home. The two families were no longer on the same road.
Yang Yiyu watched her leave and couldn’t help but shouted, “Sister Jinfeng, you haven’t answered my question yet?” Yuan Jinfeng, who
had already walked away, turned her back to Yang Yiyu and waved, “Silly brother, if you are really a god, sister will throw herself at you, haha~”
Yang Yiyu smiled when he heard her words. If there are gods in this world, then he must be one of them, or perhaps the only god. A cultivator can fly into the sky and hide in the earth, and travel across the universe. Aren’t they gods in the eyes of mortals?
Cultivators have always been heaven-defying, and defying fate seems to be commonplace.
Looking at Yuan Jinfeng disappearing in the dark, Yang Yiyu smiled and said to himself, “I am a little god now, so you should be ready to throw yourself at me!”
(End of this chapter)
