Ming Jingxuan smiled softly, "It's just a simple task, what's the point."

Ming Jingxuan has always been indifferent, cold-hearted, and has been relatively cold to others. But for some reason, today, when she saw Song Qinglian, a young girl who had not yet left her childishness, she felt intimate in her heart. She changed her indifferent attitude in the past and became gentle in words.

Perhaps it was her eyes with silhouettes of autumn water that attracted him. That day, when she first met at the stage, her pure eyes left a very deep impression on him.

I have been wandering in the capital for many years and have seen countless people in the ups and downs of the officialdom. Whether it is the officials or the people in the market, they have been more or less stained with some turbid impurities by this turbid world.

She is the first person to have such pure, beautiful, and such impurities-free eyes.

Perhaps her purity that emanates from the inside out is the real reason why he feels intimate.

Song Qinglian raised her head and looked at his eyes, but when she saw that he had gentle eyebrows and gentle expressions, she was completely different from the proud and lonely Young Master Xuan on the stage. She looked like a gentle and humble gentleman. Looking at him, her heart suddenly jumped.

"Ah snee!" Suddenly, she felt a chill on her body and her nose itched. She sneezes and shrank a little.

Ming Jingxuan realized that she and she had just arrived in the shore of Shuiyue Lake, and their clothes were soaked in the cold river water and were not dry.

But seeing her trembling cold, he hurriedly took off his coat and put it on her shoulders, "Your clothes are wet. If this continues, you will catch a cold. You can wait a while, and I'll make a fire to keep warm."

"Hey!" Song Qinglian stopped him, gently pulled his clothes, and raised her head: "You are soaked, and you will catch a cold if you give me the clothes. You should wear them yourself, I won't have any trouble."

As she said that, she wanted to take off her coat, but Ming Jingxuan pressed her shoulders: "Don't move, you should wear it first. You are weak and easy to catch a cold. I am a man, and I am naturally stronger than you. Don't worry, it's okay."

He gently patted Song Qinglian on the shoulder, "Wait for me here, I'll go find Chai Shenghuo, and come when you go."

As he said that, he turned around and left without giving Song Qinglian the chance to refuse. Song Qinglian looked at his long and jade-standing back and suddenly felt warm in his heart.

As expected, he was a considerate and kind person, not as cold as he saw on the stage. Since she first saw him, she saw the warmth in his eyes. He was really not as cold as the world said.

It was late at night, and the originally prosperous capital was silent at this moment, and even the cry of the tired bird could not be heard.

The stars reflected in the dark night sky, emitting a faint light.

The boy and the girl sat by the fire to keep warm under the stars. In this quiet and beautiful night, they were quiet but beautiful.

Ming Jingxuan quickly found the firewood and set fire in the grass. The two sat in the same place and roasted the fire for a while. After drying the wet clothes on their bodies, they were no longer wet and cold, and they felt more comfortable.

Song Qinglian sat on a stone, hugged her legs, pressed her chin against her legs, and quietly kept warm in the flames. Such a quiet appearance was as charming as a budding green lotus.

Ming Jingxuan looked at Song Qinglian and said with concern: "How is it, is it still cold?"

Song Qinglian let go of her hands that surrounded her legs, raised her head gently, looked at Ming Jingxuan in the light of fire, smiled at him, and said softly: "It's not cold anymore."

Although she said it was not cold, her body shivered very honestly. The pale cheeks reflected in the fire were her pale cheeks.

Seeing her weak appearance, Ming Jingxuan couldn't help but feel a sense of self-blame in his heart. After all, he pulled her into the water moon lake and caused her to do this.

He sighed and shook his head, "Miss, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I shouldn't have pulled you to hide in the river in a panic. I am proficient in water and I ignore that you don't understand water."

"In a hurry, I didn't think so much, and I almost drown you and caused you to get cold because of it. It's mine, not..."

"No, it's not like this." Seeing that he blamed himself, Song Qinglian quickly denied: "Young Master Xuan saved me regardless of his own safety. How could he say that he was harming me? If I hadn't met Young Master Xuan, I wouldn't know what I should have been bullied by that evil man."

"You pulled me to jump into Shuiyue Lake, and did this to save me. If you don't do this, we might be kidnapped by the evil man. If it is harmed, I will implicate you, an innocent man, and wet your clothes together."

"And when you were at the bottom of the river, you saved me, if not..."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but stop suddenly, blushed and lowered her head.

Although there was water in the chest cavity at the bottom of the river and his consciousness was a little hazy, she knew how Ming Jingxuan saved her.

Although it has been during the Republic of China, she grew up in a small village and her thoughts were influenced by feudal ethics. She has never had too close contact with men since she was a child. Even if she fell into his arms last time, she would blush and her heart beat, let alone...

What's more, it's the skin's friendship and the lips and teeth depend on each other.

Even though he knew that he was not allowed to do this in order to save his life, he could not say such a thing even if he was grateful in his heart.

Seeing her expression, Ming Jingxuan didn't feel a little embarrassed.

Although he had traveled all over the capital, he had seen countless women of all kinds, and there was a junior sister Xiaojiu who was sticking to him by his side. However, it was the first time he had made such an intimate move with a woman.

At that time, he was just thinking about saving her life, and he didn't worry about it. But when he thought about that moment, when his lips attached to the corners of her lips and felt the warmth of her lips, his heart couldn't help but jump up sharply.

His expression was a little embarrassed, his eyes flowed for a moment, and then he whispered again, "At the bottom of the river just now, I saw the girl drowning. In desperation, in order to save the girl, I could only do that."

"This matter is abrupt and offended the girl. I hope the girl will forgive her for her inappropriateness."

Chapter completed!