Estre Berrocal gasped from the kiss, her face flushed as she stared at him with a clear stare. “Did you, did you hear what I just said?”


    The man stared at her, with a look of ignorance, “What did you say?”


    “I …”


    She said she liked it, did you listen to her or not?


    Now that she looked at him, she didn’t have the courage to say it again, her temper had shriveled and she wasn’t in the mood. “Nothing.”


    I was a little fond of him now, but not to the point of “love,” so it didn’t matter so much whether he said it or not.


    She shrank back and rolled to the side to sleep, but the male voice behind her was cold and ungainly, “If you like it, you like it, so why admit it.”


    The tone of her voice was so generous and unapologetic that Estre Berrocal wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground, she had heard her and was pretending to be asleep!


    She was not a shy girl, but Adán Rouco was so forceful, had he considered that she was a girl?


    But Adán Rouco raised his arms and gathered her in his arms, with a calm and firm voice: “Sleep”.


    “…”


    It’s so carefree!


    Shouldn’t a confession, like it or not, be a symbolic answer for her?


    Estre Berrocal was torn and distraught for half a day and finally fell asleep in a daze in the arms of Adán Rouco.


    …


    Estre Berrocal spent the day recovering at the mountain clinic, feeling better physically and mentally.


    After changing clothes, Adán Rouco packed his bags and said in a light voice, “Let’s go to a nearby restaurant for dinner before we leave.”


    She was a little surprised, “Is there a restaurant here?”.


    It was a noodle joint, packed to the rafters at lunchtime, and the atmosphere and hygiene were not too good.


    Estre Berrocal was fine with it, she always ate here, but Adán Rouco was not so fine with it, after all, he hade to save her “suffering”. “If you don’t like this ce, why don’t we go see what else there is?”.


    As soon as the words left his mouth, his stomach growled indignantly.


    Estre Berrocal rubbed her belly in embarrassment and Adán Rouco gave her a somber look and said, “Let’s go here, but there’s no more room, so go outside and find a clean ce to sit while I bring the noodles.”


    Five minutester, Adán Rouco came out with tworge bowls of beef soup noodles and sat down with Estre Berrocal on the steps next to the restaurant.


    Estre Berrocal would hold the big bowl and pull out the noodles with her chopsticks, which were just a few sticks, and she would frown andin, “Such a big bowl, so much soup, and only a few noodles.”


    The bowl, which was muchrger than his face, actually contained enough noodles for his meal, but Adam Rouco, a man, obviously did not have enough.


    Estre Berrocal, thinking she might have to ask Mr. Fu to carry her on his back if she couldn’t make the long distance, used her forks to dump a bunch of noodles into Adam Rouco’s bowl.


    “I can’t eat that much, you can eat more.”


    The man looked at her amused, “You didn’t mind the small amount of noodles now, but now you can’t eat any more?”.


    “You might have to carry meter, how are we going to get out of here if you don’t eat anymore?”.


    The smile in the corner of Adán Rouco’s eyes deepened: “Miss Estre, when did I say I was going to carry you?


    Estre Berrocal rolled her eyes wide and smiled, offering him the bowl of veal with it. “Last night, in a dream, you said that.”


    “It’s the first time I know I can talk in my sleep.”


    Estre Berrocal reached the end of her sandwich when Adán Rouco frowned and suddenly called out to her, “Se?orita Estre.”


    “Hmm?”


    “Do you want to put up with me?”


    Estre Berrocal’s face grew hot, she picked up her forks and ate her noodles in silence, her face almost sunk into the soup, which reflected a face shining with pearly swirls.


    He had probably forgotten that Adán Rouco was a neat freak, but the man paid no mind to the noodles, merely returned the few slices of veal to his bowl and said in a cold voice, “I don’t like veal.”


    Estre Berrocal was stunned, it was clear that she had seen him eat beef when he had dined earlier at the Rouco’s house.


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    Before his words were out of his mouth, the man had already opened his mouth in a light voice: “Don’t talk while you eat.”


    “…”


    The man raised his eyes to look, only to see that the little woman had been good enough to lower her head and eat the noodles silently, her thin lips hooked without moving.


    …


    After lunch, Adán Rouco took Estre Berrocal to fetch the local carriage.


    The man driving the carriage, his skin tanned and fresh from the sun, drove it leisurely and with great skill, while he sang mountain songs with great energy.


    Adán Rouco and Estre Berrocal sat in the back of the carriage, which swayed and lurched so much that several times Estre Berrocal bumped into Adán Rouco’s arms, and finally, when Estre Berrocal tried to get up from his arms, Adán Rouco frowned and took her in his arms.


    After singing several mountain songs, the coachman started talking to Adán Rouco from behind: “This girl is not from here, is she! It took a lot of cows to bring her here, didn’t it?


    Adam Rouco’s dark eyes gave him a deep look, his lips curved into a slight smile with a deeper meaning, and he said, “Ten cows for her.”


    “…”


    The coachman sobbed: “It’s too expensive! The girls in the big cities are prettier than those in the mountains, but they don’t listen to me, they don’t want to suffer and they always want to run away even if they are well fed.”


    Estre Berrocal was struck by its simplicity.


    But Adán Rouco seemed to agree with him, leaning close to his ear and murmuring: “Do you hear me? If you don’t want me to use this on you, behave yourself.


    Estre Berrocal blushed up to her neck, she hadn’t realized before that Adán Rouco had such a character…. A hooligan!


    That man was so forbidding looking. He was a very noble looking man, but when he got serious and cold, he was a real pervert, but she didn’t hate him, she found him damned charming.


    The drive was long, and after Estre Berrocal took a short nap, they arrived at a small hotel.


    The sky outside was only white with stars, and Adán Rouco ushered Estre Berrocal into the hotel and handed her his ID card.


    Thendy nced at the two of them and saw that they were foreigners. “You’re a couple, aren’t you?”


    “Yes.”


    “No.”


    Two voices, at the same time, rang out.


    Thedy stared at them for a few moments: “Are you or are you not?”.


    Adán Rouco looked coldly at Estre Berrocal and his thin lips spat a clear word: “Yes”.


    “Then you’ll have a couple’s room.”


    Estre Berrocal didn’t pretend to be a couple and waited for the owner to open the room to remind him, “But don’t me me for not warning you, we have small beds here.”


    Estre Berrocal froze and asked Adán Rouco: “And why don’t they give us two rooms?”.


    She had slept on top of Adam Rouco at the mountain clinic and not only had she had a bad time, but she was actually quite tired of sleeping too, but she wouldn’t dare say so.


    Adán Rouco looked at her with clear eyes, “You look like you feel like sleeping in a separate room from me.”


    Estre Berrocal said stubbornly, “I … I’m not afraid that you won’t sleep well.”


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