The Guy Who is Going To Wear This Girl is Poisonous

Liu Huanjiao was working vigorously at the farm work when she heard an energetic voice calling her.

When he raised his head, he happened to hit a pair of smiling black eyes.

With a refreshing inch, he wore a vest on his upper body, showing strong arms, and his chest was also lined with two strong muscles under the vest that was tightly adhered to the sweat.

There is a pair of coarse trousers on the lower body, half of the trouser legs are rolled up, and a glance is Shimoda's dress.

The figure is tall and straight, and the skin of the wheat looks very handsome.

There was sweat on his forehead, but the smile at the corner of his mouth never fell.

Looking at it as a whole, he is a full of energy and capable young man, who is the same as Liu Huanjiao's current status as a village flower, and is liked by all families.

One is wishing to marry him back, the other is wishing to marry him.

Isn’t it the village chief’s son, Zhang Shaoli, the male lead.

For a while, Liu Huanjiao didn't know what attitude he should use to face it, so she greeted her with the feeling of seeing her brother next door who was very good to him, according to the original owner, "Brother Shaoli, why are you here?"

Zhang Shaoli didn't notice anything unusual, jumped off the Tianhu, and approached Liu Huanjiao, smiling, "I'm not here to see you, how are you, are you tired? Do you want me to help you?"

Liu Huanjiao avoided Zhang Shaoli to take her hoe's hand, and replied: "Brother Shaoli, this is what I should do. How can I let you help me? Besides, I'm not tired. It's you. Sweat all over, take a break."

Being cared about, Zhang Shaoli's smile almost came out of her face, but she still wanted to help Liu Huanjiao, "I'm sweating a lot, not tired, come, let me help you, you have been working all morning, you must be tired."

In fact, Liu Huanjiao had been paying attention to the expressions of the people around him. Seeing them gossiping one after another, her feet flashed, and she avoided Zhang Shaoli who had already run into a hoe. This was comparable to the footwork of a microwave step, which shocked Zhang Shaoli.

He, his eyes didn't bloom, why, how could he look at Er Ya who was in front of him, and then flashed to another place?

"Brother Shaoli, everyone is watching. You should take a break. I don't want others to gossip about us, it's unpleasant."

"What are we talking about! Don't worry about them, they are just idle. Just knowing that others have broken their mouths, it seems that they have made their own affairs clear!"

Liu Huanjiao pursed her lips and smiled, half because the original owner should be smiling at this time, and the other half felt that this Shao Li was indeed a funny person.

But Zhang Shaoli was fascinated by the smile, and was taken aback for a while, muttering: "Er Ah, you have a really good smile."

Liu Huanjiao is even more happy. Well, the emotional male lead is fascinated because of the beauty of the second female. It is not the heart of the second female.

No wonder it will be transferred to the heroine so quickly afterwards.

Thinking inside, Liu Huanjiao lowered his head slightly, very shy, and with some helpless hands pulled the broken hair around his ears, "Does it look good?"

Unlike the black and yellow faces of the people in the village, the original owner's face was almost milky white, and it wouldn't be tanned no matter what.

Just when the sun was shining down, Zhang Shaoli could see the fluff on Liu Huanjiao's matte and tender face, like a tempting peach, tender and touching, people couldn't help but want to take a bite.

The shy Erya is so pretty too.

"Good-looking! Really beautiful! It is the best-looking I have ever seen in my life!"

"Yes?"

Liu Huanjiao's face suddenly appeared distressingly dim, "Then if Brother Shao Li sees a better-looking girl, don't you like to look for a second girl?"

"how come!"

Zhang Shaoli suddenly shouted, the voice was so loud that several women who were hoeing the ground straightened up and looked over.

Liu Huanjiao pulled Zhang Shaoli anxiously, but only in her sleeves, she didn't dare to hold hands. Although the two of them grew up playing, there are differences between men and women.

"Brother Shaoli, keep your voice down!"