Chapter 72
(23.3)
Last night, Li Mang probably figured she wasn’t going to let him do what he wanted, so he turned his attention back to her menstrual pad. When she changed the pad, he not only took it to help her fill it with grass ashes, but he also insisted on putting on her himself.
Mu Qing couldn’t dissuade him, so she could only let him do what he wanted. The result was that when she got up this morning, she found that the animal skin and the two of them were covered in black grass ashes. It turned out that he did not do a good job at tying the opening of the pad last night, so the grass ashes turned over at night along with her movements and scattered, leaking out and getting everywhere. Fortunately, it was already towards the end of her period, otherwise this scene would really be too magnificent ……
When Mu Qing remembered how he kept scratching his head in embarrassment when she glared at him this morning, she couldn’t help but laugh out loud in a low voice.
The sound of footsteps resounded behind her, and Mu Qing thought it was another woman coming, and did not turn around. But very soon she felt something was wrong. A black shadow came down over her head. When she tried to turn around, she was already being held in a person’s embrace from behind.
It was a man’s arms, but it wasn’t Li Mang.
Mu Qing quickly turned her head around and her face almost collided with Yi Jia’s face.
Mu Qing struggled a few times, but not only did Yi Jia not let go, on the contrary he held her tighter. She heard him laughing behind her, as if it was a very funny thing.
He probably forgot about that slap the previous time.
Mu Qing lowered her head, glanced at the bowl at her feet where the rest of the grass ashes laid still, and without any hesitation, she reached out and grabbed a handful, turned around and waved her hand backwards towards his face, scattering the ashes towards his face.
Yi Jia shouted loudly, and suddenly released his hold on her. The ashes had probably went into his eyes, and into his mouth as well. He coughed violently, while leaning down into the stream to wash his eyes.
Mu Qing grabbed her fabric, but didn’t care about the bowl, as she quickly turned around, running towards the direction of the settlement. But it didn’t seem to go as smoothly as last time, she didn’t get very far before Yi Jia got up and ran after her, shouting something at her in anger.
Mu Qing was wearing flip-flops on her feet, so she couldn’t run very fast, while Yi Jia had long legs and caught up with her in just a few seconds. Mu Qing turned around and saw that not far behind her, his head and face were all wet, and also stained with grass ashes that he didn’t have the time to properly wash off, making him look half-black half-white, cutting a very sorry figure. Although he could open his eyes, he was probably very uncomfortable, moreover his face was deformed by anger, so his whole expression looked very ferocious.
Mu Qing was astonished, she did not expect Yi Jia would be so bold, the women of this settlement often came and went to this side of the stream and yet he dared to chase after her. She shouted loudly and turned her head back to continue to run away, but her foot stuck into a crack on the pebblestone ground. She felt a burst of pain assaulting her, her body’s center of gravity turned unstable, and she flung to the ground.
Her foot was probably already sprained. But at this moment she could not feel the pain anymore, because Yi Jia had taken advantage of the momentum to pounce on her, turning her over somewhat roughly, before he then knelt on top of her, glaring at her with furious eyes.
Mu Qing reached out towards the pebblestones beside her, but he immediately noticed and fiercely pressed down her hands.
Obviously, this man who usually always smiled was now completely enraged.
Mu Qing was pressed down by him and could not move. But very strangely, the fright she had been feeling just now slowly disappeared. She tried her best to suppress her wildly beating heart, to coldly look at him, with a gaze carrying disdain and contempt.
Chapter 72
(23.3)
Last night, Li Mang probably figured she wasn’t going to let him do what he wanted, so he turned his attention back to her menstrual pad. When she changed the pad, he not only took it to help her fill it with grass ashes, but he also insisted on putting on her himself.
Mu Qing couldn’t dissuade him, so she could only let him do what he wanted. The result was that when she got up this morning, she found that the animal skin and the two of them were covered in black grass ashes. It turned out that he did not do a good job at tying the opening of the pad last night, so the grass ashes turned over at night along with her movements and scattered, leaking out and getting everywhere. Fortunately, it was already towards the end of her period, otherwise this scene would really be too magnificent ……
When Mu Qing remembered how he kept scratching his head in embarrassment when she glared at him this morning, she couldn’t help but laugh out loud in a low voice.
The sound of footsteps resounded behind her, and Mu Qing thought it was another woman coming, and did not turn around. But very soon she felt something was wrong. A black shadow came down over her head. When she tried to turn around, she was already being held in a person’s embrace from behind.
It was a man’s arms, but it wasn’t Li Mang.
Mu Qing quickly turned her head around and her face almost collided with Yi Jia’s face.
Mu Qing struggled a few times, but not only did Yi Jia not let go, on the contrary he held her tighter. She heard him laughing behind her, as if it was a very funny thing.
He probably forgot about that slap the previous time.
Mu Qing lowered her head, glanced at the bowl at her feet where the rest of the grass ashes laid still, and without any hesitation, she reached out and grabbed a handful, turned around and waved her hand backwards towards his face, scattering the ashes towards his face.
Yi Jia shouted loudly, and suddenly released his hold on her. The ashes had probably went into his eyes, and into his mouth as well. He coughed violently, while leaning down into the stream to wash his eyes.
Mu Qing grabbed her fabric, but didn’t care about the bowl, as she quickly turned around, running towards the direction of the settlement. But it didn’t seem to go as smoothly as last time, she didn’t get very far before Yi Jia got up and ran after her, shouting something at her in anger.
Mu Qing was wearing flip-flops on her feet, so she couldn’t run very fast, while Yi Jia had long legs and caught up with her in just a few seconds. Mu Qing turned around and saw that not far behind her, his head and face were all wet, and also stained with grass ashes that he didn’t have the time to properly wash off, making him look half-black half-white, cutting a very sorry figure. Although he could open his eyes, he was probably very uncomfortable, moreover his face was deformed by anger, so his whole expression looked very ferocious.
Mu Qing was astonished, she did not expect Yi Jia would be so bold, the women of this settlement often came and went to this side of the stream and yet he dared to chase after her. She shouted loudly and turned her head back to continue to run away, but her foot stuck into a crack on the pebblestone ground. She felt a burst of pain assaulting her, her body’s center of gravity turned unstable, and she flung to the ground.
Her foot was probably already sprained. But at this moment she could not feel the pain anymore, because Yi Jia had taken advantage of the momentum to pounce on her, turning her over somewhat roughly, before he then knelt on top of her, glaring at her with furious eyes.
Mu Qing reached out towards the pebblestones beside her, but he immediately noticed and fiercely pressed down her hands.
Obviously, this man who usually always smiled was now completely enraged.
Mu Qing was pressed down by him and could not move. But very strangely, the fright she had been feeling just now slowly disappeared. She tried her best to suppress her wildly beating heart, to coldly look at him, with a gaze carrying disdain and contempt.
