After Ren Qianqian roasted the chicken and rabbit legs, the two of them sat together and ate in silence. No one spoke first, as if they would return to the bad starting point if they spoke.
Ren Qianqian gnawed on the chicken leg bit by bit and found that the sun had not risen this morning.
Maybe it would be better if the sun never rises.
After eating in silence, the fire was out. The wind blew up on the mountain for some reason, and it was no longer suitable to stay there. Ren Qianqian sighed silently in her heart. It turned out that the sun did not rise because the weather was destined to be like this today.
The haze goes down.
Looking up at the sky, Ren Qianqian murmured: "It's probably going to rain."
Qingcheng also looked up at the sky and nodded slightly: "It seems so."
There was another moment of silence, which made people feel uncomfortable with low pressure. Ren Qianqian took a deep breath, plucked up the courage to stand up, put the medicine basket sadly and said: "Well, I'm going back. The medicine has been collected, and Mo Li must be waiting.
Me."
When Qingcheng heard him call the White Fox King of the West Sea, her hands curled up slightly and she sat there without getting up. Qingcheng asked softly: "How is he treating you?"
"Well, Mo Li is a very nice person and treats me very well." Averting her eyes and not looking at him, Ren Qianqian asked in a difficult tone: "Are things going well with you... and Fairy Water Lotus?"
Qingcheng straightened her back.
Water Lotus Fairy? This person has always been between him and Qian Qian. Qian Qian must care about her very much. It is actually very easy to give up a phantom that has been pursued for a thousand years. He is already tired after a thousand years. He just wants to
It was not easy to tell her.
Pulling up the corners of her mouth slightly, Qingcheng tried her best to make her smile not so ugly: "Fortunately, I can see her in a few days."
Ren Qianqian lowered her head, and the bangs in front of her forehead covered her expression.
Biting her lip lightly, Ren Qianqian felt that she had asked too much. Turning around, Ren Qianqian hurriedly said: "Really? That's good. We can all find the right person, and the past things can be written off."
After saying this, Ren Qianqian hurriedly walked out of the crape myrtle forest and walked down the mountain.
Lightning lit up in the sky and thunder roared. Qingcheng sat on the spot, her fingers slowly curled up and then clenched into fists tightly.
That's not what I want to say, Qianqian, that's not what I want to say. That's not what I want to hear!
Standing up, Qingcheng quickly chased in the direction Ren Qianqian left.
Soon, her figure appeared in sight, and her thin figure seemed to disappear accidentally.
She really wants to be held in my arms like that.
Striding forward, Qingcheng's hand grabbed Ren Qianqian's hand, domineering and powerful.
Ren Qianqian was stifled in her steps and looked back in astonishment.
"Qingcheng? What's wrong——"
There was a fire burning in Qingcheng's eyes, as if it was going to burn up. Ren Qianqian didn't dare to speculate on the complex and hot emotions inside.
"Qianqian, I——"
"boom!"
Heavy rain poured down from the sky, and the summer thunderstorm drenched the two of them from beginning to end in an instant.
The wind was blowing fast, thunderstorms were coming, and the sky was so gloomy that it seemed like it was about to collapse. A thunder struck, and Ren Qianqian was so frightened that her back straightened up.
She thought of the thunder that struck Qingcheng that day. Holding Qingcheng's hand tightly, Ren Qianqian said loudly: "Find a cave to hide first, the rain is too heavy."
Qingcheng nodded, and led her to find a nearby cave in a hurry. The entrance was narrow, but the inside was spacious. I thought the cave would be pitch black, but I didn't expect it to be a completely different world.
There are flowers and plants growing everywhere here, like a small paradise.
Ren Qianqian walked in and found that there were stone beds and other things inside, and couldn't help but wonder: "There are still these in the cave." Squatting down, Ren Qianqian curiously fiddled with a red flower.
The flower seems to glow.
Qingcheng nodded: "It must have been hundreds of years ago. I have lived in this place before. The Chiyan Palace was built later. After hundreds of years, a lot of things have grown here. Be careful, because I have lived here before."
, the flowers and plants must have absorbed some evil energy, and I don’t know if they have become monsters after hundreds of years.”
After Ren Qianqian heard this, she quickly let go of the red flower and stood up.
Ren Qianqian changed the subject and asked: "Just now, did you come to see me for something?"
Her heartbeat was a little fast, and Ren Qianqian unconsciously began to stroke her wet hair. She always felt that Qingcheng had something to say to her just now.
Qingcheng was soaked by the rain and her body was very cold. A heavy rain made both of them wet, and also extinguished Qingcheng's urge to rush forward. The coldness of his blood reminded him of what he should do, what he shouldn't do, and what he should say.
What not to say.
Lowering her head in embarrassment, Qingcheng said in a calm voice, "I just said it's going to rain and asked you to take shelter together."
A basin of cold water was poured down on the head, Ren Qianqian's fingers were on the side of the stiff hair, and after a while she said, "Oh."
Qingcheng looked around, and his eyes fell on her wet clothes. Both of them were soaked, and their clothes were wet and clinging to their bodies. Qingcheng was better, but Ren Qianqian's clothes clung to her body tightly, making her uneven body.
The body is meticulously outlined.
Qingcheng took a breath and hurriedly turned her head away from looking at her. Then she thought about whether she would catch a cold in such wet clothes. Is there any firewood here?
Qingcheng took a deep breath and told herself to be patient. She couldn't let her catch a cold just because she had dirty thoughts and needed to restrain herself.
After coughing, Qingcheng said seriously: "Sit down, your clothes are soaked, I will use magic to dry them for you."
Ren Qianqian felt a little hot and her mouth was dry for some reason, so she waved her hand and said, "No, I'm not cold."
Qingcheng's red eyes were firm: "You hurt Feng Han, and when the White Fox King asked about it after you returned, it ended up being my fault."
Ren Qianqian stretched out her hand to hold her cheek, and found that it was a little hot. After hearing what he said, she walked over. She secretly cursed: This smelly snake really cares about the friendship with Xihai.
Sitting on the stone bed facing Qingcheng, Ren Qianqian felt more and more hot, and the Qingcheng in front of her became a little strange. He was smiling at himself, his smile was alluring. His gorgeous lips were raised slightly, which was very tempting.
Qingcheng has a very good figure, not only slender, but also well proportioned. Qingcheng’s——
Placing a pair of hands on her forehead, Qingcheng murmured: "My face is so red, maybe I have been injured by Feng Han."
Those hands were like a fuse, suddenly raising the inexplicable heat in Ren Qianqian's body.
Ren Qianqian immediately stretched out her hand and pressed Qingcheng's hand tightly, breathing heavily.