"Find some sticks first. There is a river in front of us. Let's go fishing there." After saying that, Han Yeshuo let go of Qing Mo Se's hand and found four sticks. "Let's find more to spare."
"Yeah." Qing Mose smiled faintly. She hadn't worked hard for a long time. This time she must have a good time!
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Qing Mose rolled up her trousers and came to the lake with a "big fight" posture, holding a stick in both hands and showing a weird smile.
Little fishes, it is your misfortune to meet her.
Qingmose jumped and guessed the bottom of the water, but because of her violent vibration, all the fish were scared away by her. Qingmose frowned dissatisfied, she did not believe that she could not catch the fish with her strong ability.
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It was unpleasant to see the fish scurrying around under her feet. Are they challenging her? She wanted to catch a few today.
Watching Qing Mo Se poking at the fish angrily, Han Yeshuo watched with great amusement. How could anyone hold a stick as round as a ball of a cat?
Yaya, Qing Mo Se's eyes were so angry that she didn't believe it! Her whole life of wisdom was ruined here.
Seeing that Han Yeshuo was about to lose his grip, he hurried over to help. However, who would have expected that Qingmo Se got angry and swung the stick in his hand. When he swung it back, he accidentally let go and the stick passed by.
Next to Han Yeshuo, he was shocked. The woman was so powerful, but Han Yeshuo was not angry, but smiled seductively.
Han Yeshuo walked up to Qing Mose and said, "Go and rest for a while. I'll help you." Han Yeshuo pursed his lips slightly, opening and closing them, which slowly calmed down Qing Mose's irritable mood.
"Well, thank you." Qingmose opened her mouth gently, and when she was about to leave, unexpectedly, her school uniform skirt was scratched by the stick in Han Yeshuo's hand, and lifted up! Qingmose's whole body was
Qing Mose's cute little face instantly collapsed and was replaced by a bitter face...
Han Yeshuo was staring straight at Qing Mo Se, who was white...but he was pink.
Qing Mose froze and raised her head, looking at Han Yeshuo. Fortunately, Han Yeshuo reacted quickly and quickly looked away. He took off his coat and put it on Qing Mose's legs, just enough to cover them, and used his sleeves to hold them up.
Tie it up and secure it.
"That'll be fine. You can go there and rest first." A smile appeared on the corner of Han Yeshuo's mouth, but he couldn't show it too much and could only show it slightly.
"Oh...Okay...Okay..." Qingmo stuttered in reply. She was so embarrassed. She exposed herself in front of such a beautiful man. Hey, it was such a failure. Fortunately, Han Yeshuo was like this.
Be gentle and considerate, otherwise you really don’t know how to step down.
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