"Do you think I'm fine?" Xiao Huanhuan glanced at her.
They were all harmed by this naughty girl who was afraid of chaos in the world!
Mo Xuan shrank in response to Xiao Huanhuan's glare and reached out to rub her ankle, "Huanhuan, let me rub it for you."
Jiang Yifan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, "It's going to rain, Xuan'er, you and the president will continue climbing with the members and take shelter from the rain in the temple on the top of the mountain. I'll stay with Huanhuan."
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"We have read the weather forecast. The weather is very good today. There will be no rain." Mo Xuan looked up at him.
Jiang Yifan smiled lightly, "Xuan'er..."
"Um?"
“Do you believe the weather forecast or do you believe me?”
"We believe in our senior!"
Before Mo Xuan could answer, more than twenty mountaineers shouted out almost at the same time.
Xiao Huanhuan's black line is three thousand feet.
This is the difference between humans and gods!
"Well, I believe in Brother Yifan too!" Mo Xuan stood up and raised her fist, "It's going to rain. Everyone, follow me and head to the top of the mountain!"
Xiao Huanhuan was sweating profusely and looked up at the bright golden sun above his head.
It's going to rain!
It's going to rain!
It's going to... rain!
God!
Xiao Huanhuan was unable to touch her forehead.
God Jiang kills both men and women!
Even boys are fascinated by him, and they can’t tell the difference between black and white!
Mo Xuan continued to head towards the top of the mountain with the mountaineering club. Jiang Yifan squatted down in front of her leisurely, and as if by magic, there was a tube of ointment in his hand, which was the one Xiao Huanhuan used when she sprained her ankle a few days ago.
He took off Xiao Huanhuan's shoes and socks, applied the ointment to her hands, and massaged her gently in circles.
The mountain wind blew across his forehead, ruffling the broken hair on his forehead and ruffling Xiao Huanhuan's heart.
Her heart beat like a frog being thrown into boiling water.
Bang!
Bang!!
Bang!!!
"Huanhuan..." He looked up at her with a smile in his eyes.
"Um?"
"Where are the drums?"
"..." Xiao Huanhuan's face suddenly turned as red as a monkey's butt, and she slapped him hard, "Go to hell!"
Jiang Yifan turned his head and ducked away, laughing, "Can't you change your lines to something fresher?"
"For example?" Xiao Huanhuan looked at him provocatively.
"For example..." Jiang Yifan looked at her, his lips slightly raised, "I love you!"
"Thank you!" Xiao Huanhuan raised her head proudly, "But I don't love you!"
Finally got it back!
This feels so good to my heart!
Jiang Yifan didn't speak, just rubbed her head gently, with a touch of doting and indulgence in his bright and burning eyes. He turned his back and patted her back, "Come on, come on, I'll carry you! One
We have to rush to the pavilion in front to take shelter within the hour, otherwise we will get wet badly!"
Xiao Huanhuan lay on his back politely but ignored his words.
You think the god of wind and thunder is your relative, and it rains when you say it rains?
The mountain road is very steep, even Jiang Yifan walked carefully.
More than half an hour passed, and the sun, which was bright, bright and big just now, quietly disappeared somewhere. Thunder roared in the sky, and dark clouds rolled, so thick that they seemed to be pressing down on their heads at any time.
Although she has never climbed a mountain, she knows that the wind and rain in the mountains are extremely scary. Strong winds and heavy rains can sometimes wash away the mountain roads, not to mention mudslides and the like.
"It doesn't matter, we will definitely make it to the pavilion in front before it rains." Jiang Yifan said and quickened his pace.