When Hu Miaomiao heard this, all kinds of grievances came to her heart again. Not only did she not stop her tears, she cried even harder, her body twitching.
"You are cruel to me."
"I got wet and fell down many times, and you were cruel to me."
"Not only were you cruel to me, you also let me go."
Hu Miaomiao said while crying, hot tears falling on his back.
When Jiang Meng heard her sobbing, his heart ached and he could hardly breathe, and he hesitated to speak several times.
He is not good at talking, let alone making women happy. Even though he has thousands of things he wants to say, he can't say them.
Cold wind blew in through the crack in the door, and the flames danced with the wind.
Hu Miaomiao shuddered and hugged her arms tightly.
But she was naked, and even though she shrank her body, she was still shivering from the cold.
"Brother Jiang Meng, I'm so cold..."
Hu Miaomiao sniffed and rested half of her body on Jiang Meng's back, rubbing against him constantly.
However, Jiang Meng was also soaked, and he didn't take off his wet clothes. When he cuddled up against his body, he couldn't feel much warmth.
So, Hu Miaomiao hugged Jiang Meng from behind, as if she was greedy for his warmth, hugging him tighter and tighter, the two soft masses squeezed into a beautiful arc.
Jiang Meng's pupils dilated, and his whole person seemed to be petrified, with a fire burning in his body.
There was a slight lump in his throat and it was extremely uncomfortable to endure, "Miaomiao, let me go first."
"I don't want it!" Hu Miaomiao shook her head slightly and hugged her harder.
Her body was fragrant and soft, and every touch was like adding fuel to the fire.
"Ahem, let me go first." Jiang Meng couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to pull her two little hands away.
"Why do you want to let me go? You still want to drive me away, don't you?" Hu Miaomiao panicked, her face turned pale.
Jiang Meng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he asked, "When did I say I wanted to drive you away?"
"Swear!" Hu Miaomiao hugged the man tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away.
"Okay, I swear, I will never drive you away in this life."
After hearing this, Hu Miaomiao finally burst into laughter.
Jiang Meng saw her crying sometimes and laughing sometimes, but she was a child's character, so the corners of her mouth also curved slightly.
"Your clothes are wet, why don't you take them off?" Hu Miaomiao tilted her little head and went to untie Jiang Meng's belt without waiting for Jiang Meng's reply, "I'll help you!"
Jiang Meng subconsciously clamped her little hand, "No need, I like to wear wet clothes."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted it. After all, no one would like to wear wet clothes.
As expected, Hu Miaomiao's eyes were full of doubts, as if she didn't know the truth or falsehood of his words, "Wearing wet clothes will make you sick, so you'd better take them off."
This time, Jiang Meng said nothing and allowed her to take off her shirt, revealing her muscular upper body in the firelight.
Just as his two little hands were about to go down, Jiang Meng held them firmly, "There's no need to take them off anymore."
"But your pants are wet too."
Jiang Meng's throat was tight and his voice was hoarse as he said, "Wet it as long as it's wet. There's no need to take it off again."
Upon hearing this, Hu Miaomiao began to believe what he just said. Does he really like to wear wet clothes?
However, he must be very cold with rain all over him, right?
At first, Hu Miaomiao leaned half of her body against Jiang Meng, wiping the rainwater on his chest with her small hands.
Gradually, Hu Miaomiao seemed to be tired. She sat astride Jiang Meng's arms, her arms still wrapped around his hard neck, and her eyelids were heavy.
Jiang Meng's body froze, and he looked down in disbelief. His eyes were full of spring, and his ears instantly turned red.
He closed his eyes suddenly and tried to push Hu Miaomiao away, but was hugged tighter.
"No, I'm so cold."
Hu Miaomiao's voice is delicate and sweet, like a woman coquettishly speaking in the ear of her sweetheart, and her slightly opened eyes are like stars, making people indulge in it.
"Brother Jiang Meng, I'm so cold..."
In a daze, Jiang Meng put his big hand on her smooth back, which was indeed ice cold.
After some struggle, Jiang Meng finally pulled Hu Miaomiao into his arms and sniffed her unique fragrance.
However, the fire was not enough to dispel the cold. Hu Miaomiao whimpered a few times and crawled back and forth in Jiang Meng's arms, crying out cold.
Jiang Meng grabbed her slender waist and said patiently: "Stop moving!"
If he moved again, he would go crazy.
Hu Miaomiao said "hmm" and snuggled into his arms obediently, a lazy smile overflowing from her lips, "Brother Jiang Meng, you are so kind."
When Jiang Meng heard this, his eyes suddenly dimmed, "I'm not good, I made you cry."
"I was very angry just now, really angry." Hu Miaomiao said, her nose sore again.
Jiang Meng recalled the dispute between the two and finally asked, "Why did you go up the mountain?"
"Because of the landslide."
"What?"
Hu Miaomiao's eyes were slightly red, and she raised her little face and said, "I heard from an aunt that the mountains collapsed due to heavy rain. Jiang Tao and I were afraid that something would happen to you, so we wanted to find you."
"But I was very smart. When Jiang Tao entered the house, I locked him in and ran up the mountain by myself."
"I'm not afraid of rain, but thunder is terrible. I was almost hit by a big tree and fell down many times, but I wasn't hurt."
It's obviously a terrible thing, but she said it with a smile and a look on her face asking for praise. How can people not be moved?
Only now did Jiang Meng know that she went up the mountain in the rain for her own sake. Heartache and guilt fermented in his heart at the same time, and he felt an unspeakable feeling.
Jiang Meng hugged her tightly and said in a deep voice, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have delayed going back, and I shouldn't have made such a loud noise against you."
"You still let me go."
"It's my fault, and I shouldn't have let you go."
Jiang Meng couldn't control himself, so he placed a delicate kiss on her face and lips, as if this was the only way to calm the anxiety in his heart.
Hu Miaomiao did not avoid his kiss, but instead raised her face and opened her mouth slightly.
In the firelight, the two kissed passionately.
I don't know how long it took, until the fire gradually weakened, and Jiang Meng finally had enough of it, allowing Hu Miaomiao to breathe.
"Is it still cold?"
Jiang Meng gently caressed this pink and red face, with that intoxicated expression that he would never get tired of seeing.
Hu Miaomiao lay on his chest, her eyes still unfocused, and she muttered a vague "hmm", not sure if she heard him clearly.
"It's still raining heavily outside, let's go back later, okay?"
Unknowingly, Jiang Meng's tone contained a gentleness that he could hardly detect.
Hu Miaomiao smiled slightly and said "hmm" several times, as if he was too tired to speak.
Jiang Meng also smiled, his eyes full of endearment, "I'll carry you back, okay?"
"No, I want you to carry me back!"
She was too delicate and pretty, which made Jiang Meng's heart soften. How could he disagree, "Okay, I'll obey you."
Jiang Meng hugged her and talked for a while, the unfamiliar emotion keeping his spirit in a state of excitement.
Suddenly, the tip of Hu Miaomiao's ears twitched and he said in surprise: "It seems like someone is calling you!"
The sound seemed to be absent, but Jiang Meng also heard it. He looked outside, stood up and put on half-dry clothes, not forgetting to say: "I'm going out to take a look, don't run around."
Hu Miaomiao agreed, but looking at his leaving back, she began to feel uneasy again.
Who could it be?
