As the sun set, looking at the intricate and beautiful trapped dragon ascending formation, Lin Wan'er looked at Yang Ming who was stretching his muscles, and her heart started to fluctuate a little.
This guy doesn’t seem to be that annoying!
After resting for a while, Yang Ming began to stroll towards the shallow water again, rechecking the formation formed by Lin Wan'er and Xiao Cui to prevent any fish from slipping through the net.
After working for a long time, Yang Ming sat alone on the shore again, calculated the peak water level based on the humidity of the soil on the shore, and then recorded it in fonts like dragons and phoenixes.
When Lin Wan'er was studying the formation, Yang Ming took her slender, boneless hand and thrust the blueprint into her hand with a serious look on her face.
Lin Wan'er's eyebrows stood up at Yang Ming's hooligan behavior. Just when she was about to get angry and scold this prodigal son, she heard Yang Ming say with great reluctance:
"The Tramping Dragon Ascension to Heaven is an advanced formation that has not been passed down to the outside world. Baihu Village has an incomprehensible relationship with me, and I cannot bear the cold and hunger of my brothers in Baihu Village."
"Now I will hand over to you the requirements for setting up the formation, the formation eyes, and the classification of baits used in the weather seasons. I hope this will make the lives of the brothers in Baihu Village better and better."
Lin Wan'er was slightly startled, this man is not so bad! Did I think too much and misunderstood him?
Then Wenwen broke free from the hand held by Yang Ming, unfolded the drawing, and saw the unique handwriting that made Lin Wan'er laugh out loud.
As expected, it still depends on the terrain and the rise and fall of the tide. Yang Ming's drawing is of great significance to Baihu Village, but the writing on it is not flattering.
Yang Ming: Humph! It's just the original host's fault that he is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, horseback riding and archery, but his calligraphy skills are on par with mine!
Not far away, Er Gouzi watched Yang Ming's every move seriously, thoughtfully. The junior sister scolded Yang Ming like a prodigal every day, but she didn't get angry when she was treated lightly!
Do girls like boys who take the initiative and lead mischief?
Turning his eyes to Xiao Cui, who was playing with the rocks on the stream alone, Er Gouzi suddenly had a bold idea!
Just do it, Ergouzi stepped forward, half-crouched by the river in an awkward posture, stretched out his hands to grab Xiaocui's shoulders, and then looked at the river with fearful eyes.
The pebbles in the river were colorful and beautiful. Xiaocui was about to pick some and go back to play with them. Unexpectedly, Ergouzi suddenly rushed over and grabbed her roughly.
Xiao Cui screamed in surprise, opened Er Gouzi's hands, turned her head angrily, twisted her ears, and then squirted:
"You little bitch, you're so cowardly, aren't you! How dare you bully me so recklessly in broad daylight? Do you think I'm a maid and don't dare to hit you?"
I imagined that Yang Ming had a slightly romantic atmosphere, but who knew that when Er Gouzi saw the river water, his legs became weak, and he nervously grabbed Xiao Cui's shoulders and refused to let go, forcing himself to look like a bully thrusting forward.
"Yo yo yo! It hurts, it hurts! My aunt, have mercy on me!"
"Do you dare to treat me so rudely again?!"
"I don't dare anymore! I don't dare anymore! My aunt is so merciless that her ears are about to be twisted off!"
There are green mountains and buildings outside the mountains, and the strong will have its own strong hands.
Er Gouzi finally met someone who was more skilled than Lin Waner.
"Goooooo~!"
"Goooooo~!"
After a busy afternoon, my stomach started to ring alarm bells!
Yang Ming openly grabbed Lin Wan'er's hands again, and before she could react, he pulled her and ran toward the rubble.
"Come with me and I'll show you the fun of catching crabs. Let's eat seafood tonight to keep you satisfied!"
Under the rays of the setting sun.
Lin Wan'er's face gradually turned from fair to crimson. Under her tall and hot figure and plump parts, a girl's heart was beating violently.
At this time, my mind went blank, and I couldn't even break free from Yang Ming's hand.
She felt at a loss as she had never been held by the opposite sex before. He could only blush, lower his head, bite his charming red lips, and follow Yang Ming's footsteps step by step.
