Chapter 26.2 - I Hate This! (2/2)

His head hurt a little. Song Mo didn’t want to think about their doomed relationship. The only thing he had to do was to cut it off, forget about it, take good care of his niece for three years, and then find her a good man.

He was stunned for a long time, and Tang Huan stared at him for a long time, clearly observing the doubt, hesitation, and determination in his eyes.

This rigid man!

Tang Huan realized there was no way to seal the deal tonight, so she began to think of a way to make up for it. She could endure no progression, but there must not be any regression!

“Uncle, you haven’t spoken for so long. Are you mad at me?” She softened her voice and appeared uneasy.

Song Mo returned to his senses. Seeing that the niece who was ready to fight with him had suddenly become timid, he couldn’t help but say softly, “No, as long as Jinzhi can figure it out and stop saying silly things, you’ll still be Uncle’s beloved niece. Uncle will still like Jinzhi as much as I did before.” The tone of the latter sentence was deliberately accentuated.

Tang Huan scolded him in his heart. What a pretense! Sooner or later, she would ride on him, and then ask him how it felt to be inside his ’beloved niece’!

Tang Huan lowered her head to hide the anger in her eyes and nervously fidgeted with her clothes. “Uncle, I-I know I’m wrong, and I won’t talk nonsense again in the future. Then Uncle, are you still willing to h-hug Jinzhi to sleep tonight? I-I know it’s not right, but I’m really scared… Uncle, please give me a few more days. Jinzhi will sleep in the west room by myself by the end of this month, okay?”

Song Mo found himself in a difficult position.

Although his niece had promised to stop thinking about it, the matter had been out in the open. They could try to pretend like there was no such thing, but sleeping together would definitely be awkward, wouldn’t it?

“Jinzhi, why don’t I invite Niuniu to stay with you for a few days?”

Niuniu was Aunt Zhang’s youngest granddaughter. She was eight years old and had a vibrant and endearing personality. Song Mo considered inviting her over to accompany her niece, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

Ugh, she knew he would do this!

Tang Huan buried her face in the blanket and sobbed bitterly. “Never mind. Uncle already dislikes me and is disgusted with me anyway, so why bother troubling someone else? Just let me sleep alone. Rest assured, Uncle. Even if Jinzhi dies of fear tonight, I will not go to you and cause you any more trouble… Daddy, Jinzhi is not afraid of you anymore. Come get your daughter and take me away with you tonight. Minghua doesn’t want me anymore, and Uncle also doesn’t want me anymore. What’s the point of living…”

The veins on Song Mo’s forehead were bulging. After working hard to resist the urge to reprimand her, he said, “When did I say I’m disgusted with you? Jinzhi, w-why are you so immature?”

No matter how hard he tried, there was still some anger in his tone.

Tang Huan shivered as if she was afraid he would become enraged. She stopped talking and only wept quietly.

Song Mo was both angry and sorry for her. Seeing that she was still crying non-stop, he had to compromise, “Forget it. Just as you said, Uncle will accompany you for a few more nights, and at the e-end of the month, you will sleep by yourself.”

Tang Huan immediately stopped crying. She ran like the wind towards the man and leaped into his arms.

Taken aback, Song Mo hurriedly raised his hand to catch her, but due to the momentum, he took three steps back. As soon as he balanced himself, she had wrapped herself around him like morning glory vines, her long legs wrapping around his waist, her arms wrapping around his neck pulling him down, and he had to hold her buttocks to keep her from falling.

Before he could speak, Tang Huan said coquettishly, “Uncle is the best! Uncle, don’t worry. Since Uncle doesn’t want me, I will stop talking nonsense!”

She really wouldn’t say anymore, because she had to take action. Actions worked better than words!

After today, she had realized that Song Mo was a man with many moral constraints. He might like her, hug her, and lust after her, but he would never admit it. He would only keep these to himself, and he wouldn’t even tell her, for fear that his ‘immoral thoughts’ would be made public. If she insisted on laying the cards on the table, it would only push him further and further away.

Anyway, as long as the deed was done in the end, she didn’t need him to admit it. She just needed to make him unable to bear it any longer, to give in to his desire, and then to let him take the initiative to send his thing — which was only morally acceptable to enter his wife — inside her, his beloved niece.

She smiled at him. Uncle, since you liked to talk like a gentleman and act like a beast, your niece is willing to play along with you.

No matter what was on her mind, Tang Huan was able to smile innocently at him.

Song Mo believed her.

He sat her back on the bed stove. As he tried to take her hands off him, not knowing what expression to put on, he said, “What ‘uncle doesn’t want you’? Sigh, forget it, Uncle is going to cook now. If I don’t eat, I won’t have the strength to harvest the wheat tomorrow.”

Tang Huan wrapped her arms around his neck, refusing to let go, and smiled as she asked, “Then does Uncle have the strength to carry me now?”

Song Mo didn’t understand what she meant.

Tang Huan swayed her legs, looked around, and huddled in his arms. “Uncle, if you still have the strength, carry me to the east room now. I want to lie down on your bed, or I won’t be able to sleep.” Her tone was pitiful, like that of a little child.

Tang Huan did it on purpose.

Each Song Mo had characteristics that fit his identity. It was useless to act like a spoiled child in front of the forest ranger. As for this uncle, the more she behaved like a child, the more helpless he would be around her, and with the sudden death of Father Song, It didn’t seem too strange for her to suddenly become so dependent on him. Besides, even if it was strange, her considerate uncle would find a good excuse on behalf of her. This man whose words didn’t match his thoughts!

Song Mo’s heart softened as he was hugged by her while she softly begged in his ears. He picked her up and went to the east room.

When they were sleeping at night, Tang Huan didn’t dare to tease him anymore, instead simply hugging him.

Song Mo let out a sigh of relief.

The next morning, Song Mo got up first. When he lifted the blanket on his side, he noticed a dazzling shade of red on his white pants.

It was the position below his waist. When he awoke, that spot was firmly pressed against her buttocks.

Who was injured?

Song Mo didn’t feel any pain at all. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly with her back to him, he turned around and checked his own body.

It wasn’t his blood…

Was his niece injured?

Song Mo’s face turned pale as he pulled the blanket away, only to discover two or three droplets of blood on his niece’s trousers and the blanket.

At that moment, he felt as if the sky was about to collapse.

When Tang Huan woke up and found the bloodstains under her body, she felt like she wanted to vomit blood.

She was about to show off her skills, but the enemy that ‘flower picking thieves’ hated, loathed, and abhorred the most, came!!!

The author has something to say: Haha, this is reality, this is life!!!

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