THE FIERCE FARM GIRL HAS A SECRET SPACE

627: Chapter 627: Lady Baozhu (3)_1 627: Chapter 627: Lady Baozhu (3)_1 "I..." Yang Rusong was at a loss for words. Indeed, he had never paid any attention to Uncle Xiaowu; to tell the truth, he hadn't paid attention to anyone in his family because he had always felt himself to be a cut above them, only worthy of being the one who was cared for. "Yang Rusong, if a person lacks even the most basic kindness, can such a person truly be called human?" Yang Ruxin looked coldly at Yang Rusong, "Nobody is supposed to do anything for anyone else; no one owes you anything.

Yet, over the years, you've comfortably enjoyed the silver that others have earned and the kindness they've shown you, but you've never reciprocated. The life or death of others has never been a concern to you... Heh, therefore, you're not fit to study at all." Having said that, she turned around and left. "Cousin." Yang Rusong panicked and quickly reached out to grab Yang Ruxin, "Ah..." But as soon as his hand touched Yang Ruxin's arm, he felt as though his entire body was suddenly lifted into the air, and then he was thrown to the ground.

Yang Ruxin did not even glance at Yang Rusong, who was rolling his eyes on the ground; she turned and walked away. Her disappointment in her cousin was complete. What mattered now was going to the old house to ask for silver. Yang Rusong lay on the ground for quite some time before he regained his strength, but his body was in pain, and after several failed attempts to get up, he sat there, taking his time to recover. Just then, a figure approached: "Isn't this Brother Yang Rusong from the Yang Family? Why are you sitting on the ground?

Let me help you up..." Yang Rusong shivered; the voice was so coquettish it could drown a person. Moreover, they were alone, how could he let her help him? He glanced at Wang Baozhu and quickly stood up, bearing the pain: "No need." "Why so formal, Brother Rusong?" Wang Baozhu chuckled and stepped closer, "After all, we're from the same village, and we grew up together like childhood sweethearts..." Yang Rusong hastily backed away: "I must take my leave." He had been studying since he was a child and was not familiar with the villagers.

He had seen Wang Baozhu only a couple of times in the village before and had never spoken to her. How had they suddenly become childhood sweethearts? "Brother Rusong..." Wang Baozhu hurried forward and grabbed Yang Rusong's arm, "Do you dislike me?" Wang Baozhu was the daughter of Lin Yue'e and Wang Sheng. She had inherited the best features of both parents, and her figure was much like her mother's, well-developed. Even when there was no food to eat, the flesh on her chest never thinned, so although she was only thirteen, her chest was already quite impressive.

Moreover, the girl had already experienced the matters between men and women, having slipped into haystacks and woods with Tian Gouzi, the son of Tian Jinhua. She naturally knew that men enjoyed the bodies of women. Truth be told, she hadn't paid much attention to Yang Rusong before. Her interest had been in Guan Qingshu, but she'd been too young at that time. It was only after secretly watching her parents in bed, and later witnessing her father with Widow Lü, that she understood such matters.

At that point, Tian Gouzi had been coming to see her every day, so she tried it out with him and found that being intimate with a man was quite pleasurable, to the point where Tian Gouzi became utterly infatuated. However, as she grew older, Lady Baozhu no longer wished to marry Tian Gouzi. Why? Tian Gouzi was the same age as her; he was just a little brat. Although he had tasted the pleasures of the flesh, he was still young and inexperienced, and his body wasn't fully developed. At first, it was bearable, but over time, Wang Baozhu felt unsatisfied.

She had never screamed like her mother did when with her father.