Feng Juechen walked up to Huang Yuezhen and squatted down slightly.
He turned around, with a dazzling smile on his face, and his voice was as beautiful as the gurgling stream, "Zhen'er, come up, I'll carry you."
Feng Juechen held the luminous stone in one hand, and the faint light reflected on his beautiful and flawless cheeks, making him look like a god descending. He gently patted his back with the other hand.
Lined stalactites occupy most of the place, and the stones are very large. If Chengfeng Baihu takes the two of them there, many stones will be destroyed, and the noise caused will be very loud. For the sake of concealment and safety,
The two of them still planned to go through it like this without riding on the white tiger.
Huang Yuezhen looked at Feng Juechen's not-so-wide back. She didn't know why in this cold water, she looked at that back, and her heart felt warm. She unconsciously thought of her father who often used it when she was a child.
He squatted slightly in front of him and said, "Yue Zhen, come up, daddy will carry you."
Every time, Huang Yuezhen would jump onto Huang Zhongtian's back with great satisfaction like a child. Even when she grew up, her father would still carry her on his back from time to time, doting on her.
Thinking about it now, she felt that it was the best memory of her childhood. Thinking that the father who loved her the most was no longer around, Huang Yuezhen couldn't help but feel the tip of her nose sore and her eyes become slightly red.
"Zhen'er, what's wrong with you? Did I say something wrong? The water here is cold, you get on my back, and I will carry you over." Feng Juechen panicked, wondering if he had just said something excessive, but
Thinking about it, it seems like there is no such thing.
Huang Yuezhen took back her thoughts and shook her head, "It's nothing. There's no need to carry it. I can get there by myself. Let's go."
"Then hold me. The moss in front is very slippery. It's hard to fall if you hold me." Feng Juechen smiled and stretched out his hand, passing it in front of Huang Yuezhen.
Huang Yuezhen looked at the smile in his eyes, which was so sincere. It was really eye-catching to see his stretched out white hands.
Not sure if it was because of his smile or his sincere eyes, Huang Yuezhen still stretched out her hand and held Feng Juechen's wrist.
Feng Juechen looked at Huang Yuezhen's hand holding her wrist. Although there was no warmth in her hand, Feng Juechen couldn't help but feel warm and comfortable in her heart.
How beautiful it would be if she could hold his hand like this forever, even to the end of the world.
"Why are you laughing?" Huang Yuezhen was confused and was speechless looking at Feng Juechen who was smiling brightly with a stupid smile on his face.
Only then did Feng Juechen realize that he was a little embarrassed. He sipped quickly and lowered his eyes. His long eyelashes covered his embarrassment, "It's nothing. Let's go. Let's go quickly."
Afterwards, Feng Juechen let Huang Yuezhen pull him while he explored the path ahead and led her forward cautiously.
The bitingly cold water is getting deeper and deeper, just reaching the top of the feet, and now even the calves are almost submerged.
There was not much color on Huang Yuezhen's face, her lips were turned purple from the cold, and her body was trembling slightly.
"Is it very cold?" Feng Juechen turned around and paused, then looked back at Huang Yuezhen and said, a trace of worry flashed through his beautiful eyes.
"No, no, hurry up and move forward." Huang Yuezhen shook her head and denied it, trying to drive away the coldness in her body. Feng Juechen walked to Huang Yuezhen and squatted down slightly.
He turned around, with a dazzling smile on his face, and his voice was as beautiful as the gurgling stream, "Zhen'er, come up, I'll carry you."
Feng Juechen held the luminous stone in one hand, and the faint light reflected on his beautiful and flawless cheeks, making him look like a god descending. He gently patted his back with the other hand.
Lined stalactites occupy most of the place, and the stones are very large. If Chengfeng Baihu takes the two of them there, many stones will be destroyed, and the noise caused will be very loud. For the sake of concealment and safety,
The two of them still planned to go through it like this without riding on the white tiger.
Huang Yuezhen looked at Feng Juechen's not-so-wide back. She didn't know why in this cold water, she looked at that back, and her heart felt warm. She unconsciously thought of her father who often used it when she was a child.
He squatted slightly in front of him and said, "Yue Zhen, come up, daddy will carry you."
Every time, Huang Yuezhen would jump onto Huang Zhongtian's back with great satisfaction like a child. Even when she grew up, her father would still carry her on his back from time to time, doting on her.
Thinking about it now, she felt that it was the best memory of her childhood. Thinking that the father who loved her the most was no longer around, Huang Yuezhen couldn't help but feel the tip of her nose sore and her eyes become slightly red.
"Zhen'er, what's wrong with you? Did I say something wrong? The water here is cold, you get on my back, and I will carry you over." Feng Juechen panicked, wondering if he had just said something excessive, but
Thinking about it, it seems like there is no such thing.
Huang Yuezhen took back her thoughts and shook her head, "It's nothing. There's no need to carry it. I can get there by myself. Let's go."
"Then hold me. The moss in front is very slippery. It's hard to fall if you hold me." Feng Juechen smiled and stretched out his hand, passing it in front of Huang Yuezhen.
Huang Yuezhen looked at the smile in his eyes, which was so sincere. It was really eye-catching to see his stretched out white hands.
Not sure if it was because of his smile or his sincere eyes, Huang Yuezhen still stretched out her hand and held Feng Juechen's wrist.
Feng Juechen looked at Huang Yuezhen's hand holding her wrist. Although there was no warmth in her hand, Feng Juechen couldn't help but feel warm and comfortable in her heart.
How beautiful it would be if she could hold his hand like this forever, even to the end of the world.
"Why are you laughing?" Huang Yuezhen was confused and was speechless looking at Feng Juechen who was smiling brightly with a stupid smile on his face.
Only then did Feng Juechen realize that he was a little embarrassed. He sipped quickly and lowered his eyes. His long eyelashes covered his embarrassment, "It's nothing. Let's go. Let's go quickly."
Afterwards, Feng Juechen let Huang Yuezhen pull him while he explored the path ahead and led her forward cautiously.
The bitingly cold water is getting deeper and deeper, just reaching the top of the feet, and now even the calves are almost submerged.
There was not much color on Huang Yuezhen's face, her lips were turned purple from the cold, and her body was trembling slightly.
"Is it very cold?" Feng Juechen turned around and paused, then looked back at Huang Yuezhen and said, a trace of worry flashed through his beautiful eyes.
"No, no, hurry up and move forward." Huang Yuezhen shook her head, denying it, trying to drive away the coldness in her body.