With a "crack", a strong nerve in Qingcheng was finally broken. The rabbit was so anxious that he bit someone, not to mention he was the king of snakes!
Qingcheng glanced at her expressionlessly, picked up a flower with her fingers, and quietly pushed Ren Qianqian's back with a burst of palm wind.
Ren Qianqian only felt someone push her. She was standing at the edge of the river and slipped unsteadily.
"Ouch"
"Plop" two sounds sounded at the same time, and Ren Qianqian fell into the water gloriously.
"Ha ha ha ha!!"
"Ha ha ha ha."
Laughter suddenly resounded all around. Ren Qianqian took a few gulps of water, emerged from the water and wiped his face, glaring at the bustling crowd: "Damn it! What bastard pushed me?
Come out to me!"
Qingcheng stood with her hands behind her hands, and the mouth under the mask had opened in an arc of absolute joy.
Ren Qianqian looked around to see where he could find the perpetrator. He couldn't help but feel aggrieved.
Damn it, she could be tricked by someone even if she swam along the river bank. How unlucky she must have been to have such a bad time. And the most embarrassing thing is that she had to lose such an adult in front of her new friends.
For a moment, Ren Qianqian didn't dare to look at Qingcheng. Ahhhh, it was so embarrassing! What was even more embarrassing was that she had to climb ashore, so she might as well die in the river.
She was taught a lesson, and Qingcheng was open to her. She leaned over and squatted down, Qingcheng lifted up her clothes and stretched out her hand: "Come on, give me your hand."
The drowned man in the river stared at him with eyes moistened by water.
Qingcheng stretched out her hand patiently, Ren Qianqian looked at his hand, bit her lip and carefully handed it over.
She felt that Cheng Qing's hand was a little cold, similar to the temperature of that smelly snake. Such thoughts flashed through her mind, and the next second Ren Qianqian exclaimed, the person had been taken out of the water and fell into
into his arms.
Qingcheng held her horizontally in his arms with both hands, holding her firmly.
There were pretty women looking around, showing ambiguous expressions.
That expression is definitely the expression of a fujoshi! Damn it, there were fujoshi in ancient times! With a blush on her face, Ren Qianqian struggled and said: "A-Qing, please let me down, how can I, a grown man, let you do that?"
Hold it."
Qingcheng did not let go, but hugged her tighter, speaking in a firm and domineering tone: "You are soaked all over, you will catch a cold. Don't move, I will carry you back."
Just kidding, how could he let her walk back like this? Her clothes were soaked and clinging to her body. How could he let passers-by look at such an alluring sight?
Ren Qianqian was still struggling: "No, no, this action won't work, absolutely no!"
This action is too ambiguous.
A gust of wind blew by, and Ren Qianqian shivered suddenly. Summer nights are not very suitable for taking a cold bath.
Qingcheng frowned, she was probably going to catch the cold if she was making such a fuss.
"Then let me carry you, okay?"
Ren Qianqian lowered her head to look at her sticky clothes, bit her lip and thought about it, then compromised and said, "I'll trouble you then."
Qingcheng said nothing, stretched out his hand and threw her onto her back.
Ren Qianqian stared at Qingcheng dumbfounded, with admiration in her eyes.
Holy shit! This is the legendary hero who knows martial arts! The hero is really awesome!
Qingcheng didn't know what she was thinking, but she just said calmly: "Hold me, or I won't pick it up if it falls."
Ren Qianqian smiled and said "Hmm", and he hugged Qingcheng's neck unceremoniously. Her soft hair brushed Qingcheng's cheek, with the smell of summer river water, and he smelled the fragrance of flowers, which was the scent of falling flowers.
The smell of wisteria flowers in the river. He looked sideways and saw the moving wisteria flowers floating gently over, touching his body and hitting his heart.
Ren Qianqian also saw the wisteria flowers, stretched out her hand to pinch one, and held it gently in her hand. In a blink of an eye, she took out a jade pendant she bought casually from her arms and put the wisteria flowers on it.
Cleverly woven on the red thread, Ren Qianqian hooked Qingcheng's neck and leaned over to hang the jade pendant around his waist.
Qingcheng lowered her head and saw the string on her waist. Behind her dark eyes, a red tide surged.
Is this something she gave to herself?
She would actually give herself something?
Ren Qianqian hugged his neck and chuckled, "Give me a helping hand, and I'll give you wisteria in return. Good poems, good poems."
Qingcheng looked back, at that moment, the water was warm and misty, the red light was swaying, the wisteria flowers were teasing her still wet hair, and she looked at herself with bright eyes.
For a moment... I was amazed by the time...
He sighed, with a danger that Ren Qianqian couldn't hear. He said in a warm voice: "Qianqian, you look so beautiful when you smile."
It’s so beautiful. It’s been a thousand years. He has been lonely for a thousand years. The Water Lotus Fairy is in Qionglou Garden, which is out of his reach. Sometimes time passes quickly, but sometimes it goes so slowly. He is tired of boring
In life, only the instinctive attachments of the body and mind remain.
Fairy, Fairy, I will not be tempted by anyone but you. But Fairy, before I see you again, let her take your place temporarily.
My fairy, she is just a substitute. Don't worry, after the water spirit bead is completely absorbed by me, she will be abandoned like a worn out shoe.
Ren Qianqian's face turned a little red when he said it, but she held her head up proudly and said coolly: "Young Master, I'm good-looking. Come on, come on, it's freezing."
Qingcheng hid the madness in her eyes, stopped talking, and walked forward with Ren Qianqian on her back.
Ren Qianqian hummed a little tune and leaned on his back. His back was very broad, giving people a sense of reassurance. Ren Qianqian felt that she had really changed. If it were before, she would never be so close to a stranger.
.
There was no careful vigilance, no calculation and deliberation, she just wanted to stay with him like this, without making an appointment for tomorrow, without asking about yesterday, and the two of them met by chance and had a great night.
Gradually, Ren Qianqian fell asleep, and she had a dream. In the dream, Qingcheng was carrying her, walking step by step in the beautiful peach blossom forest. The sunset was at the feet of the two of them, it was beautiful.
Ren Qianqian looked at Qingcheng, his red eyes were smiling, the corners of his lips were raised, and his hair was fluttering in the breeze. He looked Qingcheng, especially the tear mole that was so dazzling.
Tear nevus...tear nevus...
Wait, tear mole!
"Ah!" With an exclamation, Ren Qianqian woke up from her dream, with cold sweat on her forehead. When she woke up from the dream, she was still on Cheng Qing's back, but at this moment she only felt a chill down her spine.