"Hmph!" Even though she wanted to go out and sweat, she was really unwilling to have any more entanglements with Long Yan, so she could only endure it and continue to fall asleep without making a sound.

Over there, Long Yan was not bragging, but actually started to play, running all over the ground with a kite. The scorching sun was particularly harsh and dazzling. Despite this, Long Yan still smiled happily and shouted

Standing like that, his white clothes were floating as he ran. From a distance, they were no different from the white butterflies in the grass. They formed a beautiful landscape with the green grass. Although this is a description of a dignified seven-year-old man.

The tall man is a bit inappropriate, but at this moment, with the man's cheerful appearance and active figure, this description is not only not an exaggeration, but also very appropriate.

"My beloved concubine, look, look, the kite is flying, it's flying..." On the grass, Long Yan ran with the kite and shouted loudly. The excited voice was like the kite really flying.

Just as excited.

"Tch!" Bu Jinghua, who was lying on the mat, snorted coldly, and then turned his head away to prevent himself from opening his eyes secretly because he couldn't control himself, even if he really wanted to know whether the kite was real.

Flying.[

Flying a kite? Ever since she could remember, she had never been exposed to the so-called kite. She could only occasionally see traces of kites everywhere during the Double Ninth Festival in September. Both adults and children were fascinated by this.

For the passion.

The kite flew freely in the crisp autumn sky, flying higher and farther. She liked that kind of floating and freedom, but the only flaw she felt was that the kite was tightly tied to the person's hand with a thread.

With her hand, even if she flew farther and higher, she could not escape the fate of being controlled by others, and the so-called freedom was just self-comfort. How many times did she want to run over and cut the string of the kite so that the kite could truly fly

Fly freely, but if she really wanted to do this, people would treat her as a lunatic... Every time, she had to walk away indifferently, not letting herself think about the "freedom" of the kite.

Bu Jinghua was lying on the mat, but her head was filled with the wail of the kite being held by the string, and her heart was confused because of this. At this moment, she wanted to rush out and cut the string of the kite in Long Yan's hand, but...

...Forget it, she didn't want to have anything to do with that man at all, and the humiliation just now still made her feel slightly unhappy.

After calming down his slightly confused mind, Bu Jinghua continued to fall asleep.

"My dear concubine, look, look, look!" Bu Jinghua was calming down, but Long Yan's yelling came from over there again, making Bu Jinghua even more upset and confused.

"Damn Long Yan!" Bu Jinghua cursed fiercely, turned over, and planned to change to a more peaceful position to fall asleep.

"Ah... the connection is disconnected..." A cry from the other side made Bu Jinghua's heart suddenly shaken, and his eyes widened suddenly.

"Kite, come back, come back quickly, don't run away!" Long Yan's angrily calling continued to be heard from the other side. Only then did Bu Jinghua get rid of the doubts in his heart. It turned out that the kite's disconnection was - it was true!

Bu Jinghua couldn't wait to sit up straight and looked towards Long Yan who was yelling. She really wanted to see how comfortable it was to fly freely after the kite was disconnected.
Chapter completed!