Chapter 663: Stealing half a day's leisure in floating life
Steal half a day's leisure
Immediately, I felt that every part of my body, from my mouth to my throat, to my abdomen and to my whole body, felt extremely comfortable.
After drinking almost all the pot of water, Jiuer closed his mouth and spit out the spout of the pot. Hearing Renjue, he immediately took the pot away.
For the next time, both of them stopped moving. Wen Renjue sat on the green grass with his legs stretched out. Jiuer leaned on Wen Renjue's chest, with his head resting on one of his arms.
"It smells so good." Jiu'er sniffed it gently, and a faint floral fragrance hit her. She closed her eyes gently and sighed with joy from the bottom of her heart.
How could you not be happy? In the face of so many people, they could leave safely, and they could still stay together. They could also cuddle up quietly, whisper, and feel a touch of happiness.
"Are you tired?" Wenren Jueqing asked, his eyes never leaving Jiu'er for a moment.
Shaking his head gently, "I'm not tired."
Jiu'er was indeed not tired, she just longed for the gentle breeze and white clouds, the warm embrace, the soft words, and the two-person world surrounded by a touch of affection.
It's great that there are only the two of them! It's great that they can talk so quietly, just talking about the breeze and white clouds!
Next, there was another period of silence. Neither of them spoke, listening to the gentle breeze blowing by, listening to the grass bending down and then straightening up, listening to the fluttering sound of the birds' wings, and listening to the flowers and leaves.
of whispers.
"It would be great if it could always be like this!" Jiu'er couldn't help sighing again. But it could only be a sigh.
Both she and he know how rare such days are. If it had been before, a long time ago, when they first met, at that time, if they had wanted to, maybe...
Now, it is very difficult, extremely difficult, very, very, very difficult.
Stealing half a day's leisure, this word "stealing" is so right... The leisure at this moment is stolen, short-lived, unreal like a dream, because it is stolen, so it is never one's own.
, have to pay back...
Therefore, of course they must seize the time and cherish it.
Wen Ren never spoke, but held Jiu'er's hand harder and harder.
Jiu'er sighed softly, put his hands around Wen Renjue's waist, hugged him hard, and let himself go deeper into his arms, listening to his heartbeat.