The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family

Mo Heng had already turned and entered.

Inside the Drooping Flower Gate, Pei Qin came up to him, extended her hand to embrace his arm, and leaned on him as they walked.

Seeing her actively acting coquettishly to please him, Mo Heng reached out to pinch her face.

"Don’t pinch my face!" Pei Qin said discontentedly.

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"Alright! I won’t pinch!" Mo Heng crouched down, signaling her to get on.

Pei Qin smiled, lay on his back, wrapped her arms around his neck, and blew air into his ear.

Mo Heng turned his head to give her a sideways glance. "You’re asking for it!"

Pei Qin quickly stole a kiss from him, urging him, "Hurry up! Hurry up! My wild vegetable porridge is getting cold!"

"I’ll heat it for you!" Mo Heng quickened his pace with her on his back.

Mo Dun listened to the couple’s whispers fading into the distance and couldn’t help but feel somewhat enlightened. That was... the sweetness of two people in love, wasn’t it? He had once thought his feelings for Pei Qin were purely utilitarian. Could it be that he was truly in love?

Mo Er furrowed his brows briefly but also felt the breakthrough point was with Pei Qin. Since Mo Heng deeply loved Pei Qin, and now she was entangled in rumors and her life was not likely to be long, it should be easy. He thought of discussing strategies with Mo Dun when they got home.