Jiang Xingye sent the big and small one back, and at the gate of the courtyard, under the cover of night, he grabbed Xu Qinghuan's hand and squeezed it.
The longer the time, the stronger the desire.
The less he wanted to let go.
"Brother Ye, I thought you weren't here, sent the sister-in-law away?" Dong Youfu flattered.
He followed Hu Hai here, being despised to death by Hu Hai. The two of them called out a few times inside the courtyard, and seeing no one, they were about to leave when Jiang Xingye came out from next door.
"Speak if you have something to say, otherwise get lost!" Jiang Xingye was amused by the term "sister-in-law," opened the door, and once inside, didn't just slam the door shut, but instead let them follow him in.
After entering the house, Jiang Xingye started fiddling with the blueprints for the thresher. Dong Youfu peeked over to take a look, couldn't understand a word, then dragged a chair over to sit beside him.
