Female-to-male: I live on farming

Chapter 223 'Argument'

Li Nanqiao did not lie.

After being "blasted" back by Su Mian that day, Su Mian's words echoed in her mind every day, and her figure was all she could see when she closed her eyes.

When she asked that question, her mother was mending her clothes with her head down.

After hearing her words, the hand holding the needle froze in place, as if the whole person was frozen.

After a long time, her mother slowly raised her head. Her weathered and wrinkled face was full of heaviness and vicissitudes, but the look in her eyes when she looked at her was full of pity and love.

"Daya, mother is old. You have come this far because of yourself. I can't help you. All I can do is not to hold you back. If you don't want to get married, I can't force you. I'm just afraid that after a hundred years, you will be the only one left. What will you do?"

She was a woman who came from a remote mountain village and had little experience. Now she was enjoying the blessing of her daughter, and what her daughter had done had already exceeded her cognition.

Her daughter seemed to be worried these days. She saw it all, but she didn't understand anything.

When Li Nanqiao said that probing word, she felt relieved. Perhaps having a child without getting married was not in line with the worldly perception, especially for a rural woman like her who had little education, it was beyond her cognition.

But she had had enough of the constraints and suffering in her marriage, and she really didn't know what reasons to use to persuade her daughter.

Li Nanqiao held his hunchbacked elderly mother in his arms, and the two of them talked for a long time about their innermost thoughts.

Li Nanqiao didn't dare to tell her mother that she liked a woman. After all, it was the limit for her mother to say such a thing. At that moment, Li Nanqiao finally made up her mind.

She would continue to like her, regardless of the consequences and without asking for anything in return.

She will stay with her, and if the other person feels annoyed, she will stand further away.

Maybe the other person will never give her a little love, but liking her is her own business.

So when Lu Youqing sent her the invitation, her first reaction was to come and see her.

After listening to what Li Nanqiao said, Su Mian raised her head and stared at her. Under the dim candlelight, Li Nanqiao's excellent eyesight could see the redness in the corners of her eyes.

"How can you...how can you be so annoying!"

There was a faint cry in Su Mian's voice, and her eyes were getting redder and redder, which made Li Nanqiao feel nervous. He curled his fingers on both sides of his body again and again, trying to restrain the urge to hug her in his arms.

"Yes...I'm sorry."

Li Nanqiao hurriedly apologized. She didn't know what she had done wrong, she just knew that she seemed to have made her cry.

Su Mian's heart seemed to be soaked in acid water, and the sour feeling made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Seeing her so helpless, Su Mian's nose felt even more sour. He turned his head away, not wanting to look at her serious and deep eyes.

She had clearly decided not to touch love again. She had gone through many changes and vicissitudes over the years, and she always felt that her heart had been broken and she no longer had the courage and confidence to hope for an ordinary life.

But why does fate love to play tricks on us?

She had arranged for such an enemy to come to her side. She scolded her, but she apologized to her; she chased her away, but she still came to her eagerly...

She can't be driven away by scolding or beating. No matter how she is treated, she always looks like she is willing to accept it calmly.

The most hateful thing was that she no longer had the strength to drive her away.

"You...you bastard!" Su Mian grabbed Li Nanqiao's collar with gritted teeth and cursed viciously.

If it weren't for those eyes filled with moisture, it might have sounded more like a scolding.

Li Nanqiao was tall, more than half a head taller than Su Mian. She was grabbing her collar. Li Nanqiao was afraid that she would be uncomfortable with the posture, so she bent over and moved closer to let her do what she wanted.

"I'm the bastard!" Li Nanqiao looked submissive, allowing the other party to beat and scold him.

"you are nasty!"

"I hate it!"

……

Su Mian kept repeating these two sentences. Later, she seemed to be tired of scolding. Her body, which was already weak due to drunkenness, also became limp, and she fell into Li Nanqiao's arms.

Li Nanqiao was at a loss as to what to do and hurriedly reached out to embrace her, his arms only loosely around her waist, not daring to touch her.

Compared to Li Nanqiao's politeness, Su Mian relaxed his body and leaned on her calmly, his forehead just resting on her broad shoulders. He closed his eyes and whispered, "You should have guessed my previous identity?"

"know."

"Then you dare."

"It was too late when I found out."

Su Mian understood what she meant, and when Li Nanqiao guessed her identity, she was already unable to extricate herself.

"Why didn't you listen to me?" As she said this, her fingers gripping her collar tightened.

Li Nanqiao pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "I heard it, but I couldn't help it."

"I really owed you in my previous life..."

Her voice was particularly soft when she said this, but they were so close that it was loud enough for Li Nanqiao to hear clearly.

As if he heard the compromise in her words, Li Nanqiao dared to put his hand on Su Mian's soft waist and hold her tightly in his arms.

In the light of the candle, the figures falling to the ground huddled together, and from a distance, the two figures seemed to have merged into one.

At this time, the night outside was getting darker and darker, and the rain outside the window was getting heavier. The sound of the rain could be heard through the door.

Along with the sound of rain, Su Mian felt sleepy, her fair cheeks were flushed, and her originally neatly-tied hair was scattered because of the previous movement.

Li Nanqiao's embrace was too warm and too safe. She seemed to be able to let down all her defenses and disguises.

"We agreed, but I haven't promised you yet?" Sleepiness and drunkenness made Su Mian's tone particularly charming and tender, and there was a faint smell of alcohol between her breaths.

Li Nanqiao's heart began to pound. He looked down at the person in his arms in disbelief, but he could only see her thick, curled eyelashes trembling slightly.

"I will...try my best to treat you well."

Su Mian was leaning against her left chest, so he could naturally hear her rapid heartbeat.

Several years of life as a favored concubine made her more and more spoiled, and she would not wrong herself. She raised her hand and yawned, and said unceremoniously: "I'm sleepy, carry me to sleep."

Li Nanqiao hurriedly hugged her around the waist and walked carefully towards the bed.

But when she gently placed them both on the bed, Su Mian did not loosen his fingers that were clutching her clothes.

Li Nanqiao remained half-kneeling on the bed for a long while before he carefully and tentatively lay down beside her.