The horse's hooves are fast and the wind is galloping.
The summer night wind carried a little heat and hit his face. Ying Wuchen sat in front of Jun Ci, motionless. Because he was so close, Jun Ci could even feel that his breathing was not disturbed at all.
The crisp and delicious smell of pine snow enveloped Jun Ci, and she realized that the dust flying around when riding horses was so rough. His silky black hair was blown down by the wind, and was tangled towards her, like a bird.
His soft and boneless hands teased her.
"Kuroro-kun, don't you ask me where I want to take you?"
"What? The Jun family's sister didn't take me to watch the stars and the moon?" Ying Wuchen asked in return.
The smile on Jun Ci's face paused: "But I can't hide anything from Lord Jiulang. No wonder I can capture you on a horse."
Although she was caught off guard, Ziyi was inseparable and well-trained. Without Ying Wuchen's instructions, Ziyi would never have been indifferent to her kidnapping Ying Wuchen.
Someone was watching them secretly. There was no one before, but it happened today. Needless to say, it must have been sent by Zhou Rong. She alone was not enough for Zhou Rong to take notice of. There was Ying Wuchen, and Zhou Rong just didn't keep his guard up.
I will also pay more attention.
Since they want to see it, let them see it. Let them know that she is in love with Ying Wuchen, and they will evacuate the person as soon as possible.
Thinking of the tail following behind him and the person in front of him, Jun Ci smiled evilly and suddenly accelerated his horse: "Drive!"
Achi quickly jumped into a forest. Within a moment, he entered the low trees. The forest was dense and the branches and leaves were intertwined. Jun Ci's head occasionally brushed against the branches. Ying Wuchen was much taller than her, so he had to lower his head and lean forward.
Bend over to avoid being touched.
For some reason, the elegant, calm, noble and aloof young man had to bow his head to avoid the branches. Although he didn't look embarrassed, Jun Ci felt inexplicably happy that his evil taste had been satisfied.
Especially the fallen leaves and dust fell on his neat and wrinkle-free luxurious clothes, staining the unattainable splendor and giving the noble son who was not filthy from the world an aura of fireworks. Jun Ci couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
It took about half a stick of incense to run through this small forest.
Ying Wuchen seemed to have reached the limit of his patience and began to pat the broken leaves on his body and arrange some dry branches in his hair.
Jun Ci, who was behind him, clearly felt his anger. She also knew that she was a little bad, but she felt happy in her heart.
"You——" Ying Wuchen did not shout angrily.
Jun Ci suddenly tightened the reins, and Achi's forelimbs were raised high. Ying Wuchen, who was sitting in front, was caught off guard and fell backwards. Jun Ci stretched out his hand, wrapped it around his waist, and jumped up while holding the horse.
, as if he were leaping up, and he was more than one foot away with one step.
When the horse fell, Ying Wuchen was hit by a force and his back hit Jun Ci's arms.
Before Ying Wuchen could open his mouth, the hands around his waist tightened and held him tighter. The horse galloped so fast that Ying Wuchen felt that the trees in his peripheral vision had become a blur.
Flash away.
He couldn't open his mouth at all. The taste of the strong wind rushing into his throat was bearable, but the dust in the wind was something Ying Wuchen couldn't bear. He could only tighten his jaw and wait until Jun Ci had been galloping for an unknown amount of time before he stopped.
Ying Wuchen suddenly broke away from Jun Ci and jumped off the horse first. Perhaps he used too much force and his feet were unstable, so he stumbled.
Jun Ci stretched out his hand to support him, and Ying Wuchen pulled out his arm with force, perhaps too hard, and there was a dull sound as if the meridians were being twisted.
Then he saw Ying Wuchen's face froze slightly, and he used his hand to hold the bruised area.
Seeing this, Jun Ci knew that the fuss had gone too far, so he jumped off the horse and said, "Let me see if there is any dislocation."
Ying Wuchen wanted to avoid him, but Jun Ci was nimble. Jun Ci immediately pressed his arm, tightened the force and restrained him, not allowing him to move: "Don't move."
Then she moved her hand down her shoulder and pinched it hard. She didn't ask Ying Wuchen if it hurt or not, but just watched his reaction for a moment until she pinched it close to her elbow. Ying Wuchen's eyebrows were raised slightly.
.
She gently kneaded along this meridian with a unique technique and moderate strength. After a moment, she released it and said, "Move it."
Qing Jing looked at her coldly, withdrew his arm, slowly twisted it, and then bent it. After finding that there was indeed no discomfort, he glanced at her face and stopped looking at Jun Ci.
It really pissed people off.
The cold moon hung high, and the clear moonlight fell softly on Ying Wuchen's body, making his angry face look particularly cold and solemn.
Only then did Jun Ci realize that this man really looked frighteningly majestic when he was angry.
"That was the swamp..." She touched her nose and explained in a low voice. Seeing that Ying Wuchen still had a cold face, she said, "It's not me. I admit that I walked into the bush on purpose. It's my fault, Mr. Jiulang."
There are a lot of adults..."
"Jiulang Jun has a small belly." Ying Wuchen interrupted her coldly.
Jun Ci choked and coughed slightly: "I will take you to enjoy the flowers."
After saying that, he couldn't help but hold Ying Wuchen's hand, and started to run with him.
The mountains and fields are vast, the night wind is getting colder, and scattered fragments lead the way, and the fragrance points to it.
Achi looked at the two figures running away from each other and snorted.
"look."
On the cliff, the moonlight slanted down and shone down all the way. What came into view were clusters of blooming peonies. This hillside was not wide, but it was covered with gorgeous peonies.
"That's where I found the little fox." Jun Ci looked at the huge peonies that swayed slightly in the wind.
The peonies growing in the wild are not as noble and delicate as those in the courtyards of tall houses, but they have a touch of tenacity and vigor.
"That day it popped up from under a flower, and I thought of you." Jun Ci smiled, "The flower looks like you, and it looks like you."
This flower is like Ying Wuchen's appearance. He is elegant and luxurious, but he can also adapt to the wilderness. The little fox is like Ying Wuchen's inner self, with a changeable appearance and unpredictable thoughts.
In fact, that day she wanted to break off a peony and take it home, but after breaking it off, she found that the peony, which did not grow here, exuded a sense of splendor and vigor, was not like him.
Ying Wuchen's face softened slightly, but he still raised his chin slightly and remained silent.
Jun Ci had racked his brains to coax people, but she was not good at it. Seeing that Ying Wuchen was acting like this, she could only sigh softly: "I did it just now. How can I forgive you, Mr. Jiulang? I hope you can give me some advice.
"
"Why do you care if I don't forgive you?" Still speaking coldly.
Jun Ci still smiled when he heard the words: "Of course I care."
Ying Wuchen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why do you care?"
"Jiulang Jun has helped me a lot, I will remember it in my heart." Jun Ci told the truth.
Although she took the initiative to speak every time, and even a few times with implicit temptation, it was a fact that she should be helped by Wuchen.
For example, if Zhou Chenglue was injured, he would come with her to the army for cover.