From a distance, they looked very close, like a pair of beautiful women flirting.

Lian Jiao was anxious to pull Yu Zikong in a hurry, but didn't notice that a handsome young man stood in the crowd not far away.

The Chinese Valentine's Day has several times more abortions than usual, and even Song Lianxin's appearance and figure that are easily attracted by the crowd was submerged.

He stood next to a small stall, and the lanterns hanging on the stall kept shaking, and his face was sometimes covered.

From his perspective, we can clearly see the interaction between Lian Jiao and Yu Zikong.

The corners of his mouth, the sweet candied haws, and intimate actions turned into fine needles and pricked on his heart.

"Young master, do you buy it or not? If you don't buy it, don't block my business here."

The stall owner's voice interrupted his thoughts and asked him in a bad tone.

Song Lianxin was apologetic and thoughtless, "I'm sorry, I'll leave now."

He turned around and found that there was no sign of Lian Jiao and Yu Zikong in the original place.

Lian Jiao and Yu Zikong saw this scene as soon as they arrived at the bridge deck. Lian Jiao pushed the crowd away in amazement and ran to the edge of the bridge, "Miss!"

The woman spoke even more excitedly when she saw her weak look.

In just a moment, she went forward and suddenly fell into the river. The cold river water kept pouring into her ears and mouth.

Jun Tingsheng took out a ingot of silver, saw that the waiter was still hesitating and took out two more ingots, and asked, "Is it OK now?"

Song Baoling sat on the bridge pier, and Jun Tingsheng was always paying attention to her to prevent her from falling.

Jun Tingsheng touched her head drowningly, "It may take them a while. I'll buy whatever they want to eat. I'll eat some to cushion her belly first."

Jun Tingsheng called the waiter, "Can you prepare two buckets of hot water?"

The feeling of loss surged into his heart. He pinched the things in his hand and left in a daze. The lonely figure disappeared into the crowd.

Song Baoling was obviously not so angry when the lantern was put on, and he was a little annoyed.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the crowd and pushed her hard.

"Do you give in? Looks like a lady from a noble family, why don't you have any education?"

Lianjiao saw him as if she had seen a savior, pointing at the river in tears, "Miss, Miss, Miss has fallen!"

When Jun Tingsheng left, he still told her: "I will be back soon, don't run around."

The water pulled his facial features into a blur and clear way, and the lights on the shore formed countless apertures behind him.

Song Baoling nodded obediently and watched Jun Tingsheng leave.

The child who was holding the woman tilted her mouth with a look, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

"I want to eat chestnut cake." Song Baoling's eyes lit up.

Xiaoer noticed Song Baoling and Jun Tingsheng, and they were soaked all over. It goes without saying what they wanted to do with hot water.

Song Baoling didn't want to have conflicts with others when he was away, and the other party was carrying a child. If she really had a dispute, she would not get any benefits.

In a trance, Song Baoling saw Jun Tingsheng breaking into the water, looked at her worriedly and anxiously, and then slowly swam towards her.

People around them also looked under the bridge to join in the fun, but their faces were not very good, as if they had seen something bad.

At the last moment when she lost consciousness, she felt her waist being hugged.

She calmed down and wanted to swim up the shore, but her ankles were getting more and more painful, and the more nervous she became, the more she was thrust. She accidentally choked on her mouth.

He couldn't even turn around to see who was trying to harm her, and instinctively turned around and grabbed her hand.

She had long been dissatisfied with Song Baoling. Because there was a Jun Tingsheng standing beside Song Baoling, she never dared to speak.

Yu Zikong was quite calm and pulled Lianjiao and refused to let her jump, "If you can swim, just follow me!"

The woman was a little anxious, "Then you should get up after sitting for so long! Didn't you see me still with a child? It's time to change people to sit there!"

Song Baoling had an unstable center of gravity and had to endure the pain on her feet. She was caught off guard by someone behind her suddenly being attacked.

Jun Tingsheng came back from buying chestnut cakes and looked around but didn't see Song Baoling. Instead, he saw the anxious Lianjiao shouting at the bridge.

A strong sense of suffocation came, and she could feel her body slowly sinking.

Without a trace of hesitation, his actions were neat and straightforward, which made Yu Zikong secretly amazed.

Jun Tingsheng Heng held Song Baoling and walked towards the shore step by step. Yu Zikong and Lianjiao immediately ran there.

Not long after Jun Tingsheng walked, the woman next to her turned her eyes and blamed her, "This girl, you have been sitting here for a long time. Let me give in to you, don't block the road, can you?"

She chose a corner position, not to mention that the woman has been standing for a long time, and she has no intention of leaving.

She slightly raised her right foot to relieve a little pain, causing her body to feel a little unstable center of gravity.

Song Baoling frowned and asked, "Auntie, I'm sitting here, it's not big. If you feel squeezed, you can go to the other side."

"Young Master, we are a teahouse, so..." The waiter made a embarrassed expression, "It's hard for me to explain to the shopkeeper if you make this happen."

Every time Song Baoling took a step, the pain on her ankle hurted a little. After walking this short distance, her forehead began to sweat.

Jun Tingsheng's eyes stagnated and he couldn't to think so much. He stuffed the chestnut cake into Zikong and then jumped down.

In desperation, Song Baoling endured the pain from his ankle and stood up and walked to the bridge. The woman glanced at her and sat on the bridge pier with the child in her arms, "This is almost the same!"

Song Baoling's belly suddenly rang. Although the sound was not loud, Jun Tingsheng's ears were much more spiritual than ordinary people.

She looked at Jun Tingsheng with some embarrassment, wondering if he could hear the movement of his stomach.

Lian Jiao cried out anxiously, "Miss, you know how to swim, why haven't you come out yet?"

Song Baoling said, "If the aunt wants to sit, why bother to beat around the bush? It's better to just say it!"

Several people went to the teahouse they had booked and changed into a private room. Song Baoling was gently placed on the bed.

On the Qixi Bridge next to the teahouse, Song Baoling and Jun Tingsheng were bored waiting for Lian Jiao and Yu Zikong.

"Miss is okay?" Lian Jiao looked at Song Baoling who was unconscious anxiously, and Yu Zikong took off his coat and covered it on Song Baoling.

Jun Tingsheng felt a sudden panic, and had a bad premonition, and his steps accelerated to Lian Jiao, "What's wrong? Where is Ling'er?"

She wanted to follow Jun Tingsheng, but her ankle hurt when she moved slightly, so she had to sit back.

The waiter immediately greeted him with a smile and accepted the money, "I'm not thinking well, so I'll say to the shopkeeper."

After the waiter went down, Jun Tingsheng returned to the bed. Although the water from Song Baoling's lungs had been discharged, his face was still pale and there were even signs of fever.

Yu Zikong touched Song Baoling's forehead and said in a deep voice: "You guys watch here, I'll go to the nearby clinic to get some medicine."

Lian Jiao grabbed Song Baoling's hand worriedly, but accidentally touched something hard.
Chapter completed!