Meng Xi hadn't even had time to fully grow up before Wang Xi seized her from behind, covering her mouth with one hand and holding her waist with the other, forcefully dragging her into the nearby sorghum field.,At this time of year, the sorghum growing in the fields is thriving, a vast expanse of lush green. It's very dense.,Wang Xishun was covered in mud, his face smeared with it, and some even stuck to his forehead. Seeing Meng Yue trying to get up and run away, he immediately grabbed her ankle and dragged her back.。