Ancient house in mountain village 39

Facing Xihe's large-scale double-standard site, Shen Yanshu expressed with actions, hurry up? nonexistent.

It was like spreading a pancake, tossing the person over and over without even wanting to move a finger, and could only tremble and beg for mercy. Shen Yanshu let her go when it was getting dark.

"Are you satisfied with Mingzhu?"

Playing with Xihe's long hair, Shen Yanshu smiled with contentment on his face.

Xihe opened his eyes and took a look at the man who was full of energy, as if he had finally won a round. He closed his eyes sadly: "Satisfied, very satisfied."

If she had known she would not have such a body for him today.

In the past, the sick man would worry about himself every day for fear of dying, but now that he is well, he has no control over it.

well,

Xihe sighed: "I fell asleep."

Shen Yanshu said 'hmm' and touched her head: "Go to sleep."

The wet sheets and quilt were still on the stool. Shen Yanshu waved his hand and lowered the heavy curtains, took her into his arms, and stared at her pink face.

Gradually, sleepiness came over me, and we fell asleep together.

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When Xihe woke up, it was already three o'clock in the morning, Li Yun and others had already gone out, and Shen Yanshu had also gotten up.

He brought the food in and said while setting the food: "Wang Jun and the others are going to the azalea forest in the east. You can pack up and we can go together."

"Um."

Xihe wiped his hands, walked over and sat down: "Where are my mother and the others?"

"Your mother?"

Shen Yanshu was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that she was talking about Wei Qing's parents: "They probably went to the village opposite."

He sat down aside: "They were scared when they saw me."

Xihe nodded. The original owner's parents knew that this house was unusual. They had not been close to the original owner since they were young, and they did not live in the house on weekdays. Instead, they found another place to build a house in the village. The original owner seemed to have a younger brother. .

Just don’t see each other very often.

It should be said that the entire village is very secretive about the original owner and this house and dare not come into contact with it.

After taking a sip of the fragrant chicken soup, Xihe said: "Tomorrow we will leave with Li Yun and the others."

She raised her face: "Take you to see the world."

It's a great time, such a splendid and civilized era, of course Shen Yanshu must go and see it.

Shen Yanshu's eyes lit up: "Can I leave?"

He tried before, but he couldn't leave here no matter what. He was worried about what he would do if she left after school started.

Xihe nodded: "You can do whatever you want from now on."

Shen Yanshu couldn't help but step forward and kiss her cheek. He felt so soft in his heart that he sighed: "I am lucky to have met Mingzhu."

"Call me Qingqing."

Xihe corrected him.

She is Wei Qing now.

Shen Yan wrote Congshan Ruliu: "Okay, Qingqing."

After eating, the two of them walked hand in hand to the azalea forest in the east. On the way, they met several villagers. They all looked as if they were facing an enemy, their faces were pale, and they ran away as if they had seen a ghost.

Xihe suppressed his laughter, but he was not just a ghost.

Shen Yanshu had a rare dark face and tugged at her fair cheeks: "Qingqing also thinks I'm scary?"

Xihe immediately shook his head: "How could it be possible? Even if Yan Shu is a ghost, he is still a seductive ghost."

She leaned forward and kissed his chin, smiling and saying, "I'm willing to accept it."

Shen Yanshu was speechless, feeling that she was becoming more and more proficient in the love talk skills that came out of her mouth.

They walked into the Rhododendron Forest and saw Li Ying and others surrounding a villager, listening to him speak, eyes wide open, listening attentively.