Transmigrated to the 1970s: The Educated Youth Headed to the Countryside, Then Turned Back Midway

A very nice novel. The beginning is very good, but the ending is too rushed. I feel like there is a lot more that could be written. I hope there will be some extra stories about their life after marriage, as well as his eldest sister's love life. The meaning is still not finished.

In the darkness, Song Jubai's breath sprayed on Yun Qing's ears, and the hand that had just escaped pulled Yun Qing into his arms without rejection. Throwing herself into the hot arms, Yun Qing was so frightened that she couldn't even pretend to be asleep, and hurriedly put her hand on Song Jubai's chest. "What? I'm going to bed." She also knew that this reason was far-fetched, but please forgive her for being a little stuck in this situation. Although he didn't say it clearly, Yun Qing's refusal and fear were very obvious. Holding his beloved, Song Jubai felt that his whole body was very hot, but he still comforted her. "I'll just hold you, don't do anything, just go to sleep." When Song Jubai said this on his wedding night, he even doubted that he was a saint. He held Yun Qing into his arms and tried his best to ignore the thoughts in his heart. People are like this sometimes. The more sensible and considerate they are, the more they attract people. Yun Qing's socialist values ​​​​have been crumbling, and finally she was so cruel that she put red lips on those sharp lips. Song Jubai, who was trying to restrain his inner desires with his eyes closed, felt the movement of the person in his arms no longer struggling and the softness of his lips, and he opened his eyes in surprise. There is no need for Yun Qing to do anything after that. Someone is self-taught, the temperature in the room continues to rise, and the night is still very long...

It's really good. I like the heroine's character. It's a little lacking. Good luck to the author 👍👍👍

It's too short and it's over before I've even seen enough!

In the darkness, Song Jubai's breath sprayed on Yun Qing's ears, and the hand that had just escaped pulled Yun Qing into his arms without rejection. Not bad, not bad, not bad, pretty good-looking [laughing] [laughing] [laughing] [you taste it carefully] [you taste it carefully] [you taste it carefully]

It's so beautiful, why is the rating so low?

Ah, this is the end. I haven't seen enough yet. I feel like I can still write more about the male protagonist's mother and the female character 🍉

Not bad, the heroine can do it without beeping! This is good, but it feels boring later!

It was beautiful, but it suddenly disappeared when I was working hard. It was a pity 🥺 🥺

Good-looking, good-looking, good-looking, good-looking