Luo Wanqing smiled and glanced at Lin Sheng sideways.
She raised her hand and lightly tapped the other person's eyebrows, "What are you thinking about every day? In your eyes, I am such a violent person."
As she finished speaking, Lin Sheng recalled at an inappropriate moment that during the previous holiday, she had asked Luo Wanqing to go out to play, and finally she excitedly dragged Luo Wanqing to sign up for a Sanda class.
The coach hit her hard, and Luo Wanqing beat her half to death.
He coughed lightly and looked in front of him.
Lin Sheng raised his hand and knocked on the table, "Oh, I don't care, I didn't bring any nice clothes. They are all so fancy, so you have to go shopping with me."
With that said, Lin Sheng took the things in Luo Wanqing's hands directly.
She was like a pet, lying pitifully next to Luo Wanqing, hugging Luo Wanqing's arm tightly, and even draping one of her legs on him.
Looking down at the cowhide plaster in front of him, even Luo Wanqing was at a loss what to do.
In desperation, Luo Wanqing breathed a long sigh of relief.
She patted the person in front of her on the top of her head, her tone a bit consultative.
"Can."
"But, I have to wait until I finish the last bit of work."
She behaved as soon as she got the advantage. Lin Sheng sat next to her obediently, as calmly as if the guy who just pestered her was not her.
I saw Lin Sheng holding the pen in front of him and giving it to Luo Wanqing.
"Please, I will be your book boy next to you."
Luo Wanqing is very efficient, and he is unambiguous about the work he can complete in the fastest time.
After an estimated thirty or forty minutes, Luo Wanqing raised his hand and knocked the dozing guy on his side.
"I'm done, let's go."
I have to say that the Holy Land of Hot Springs has done a really good job as a place dedicated to the enjoyment of the upper class.
They have the latest invention patent here, which can create a season on thousands of acres of sacred land.
At this time, it was clear that the wind outside the hot spring was still cold, but inside the hot spring, the warm wind was already blowing. Even the rows of cherry blossom trees beside the road were fluttering in the wind, and the fine cherry blossoms fell down, as if there had been a gorgeous spring rain.
Walking on the road with Lin Sheng, there were always amazing looks coming from all around.
Luo Wanqing turned a blind eye and let Lin Sheng pull him, freeing his mind and following step by step.
Suddenly.
The person in front of him paused, and Luo Wanqing stumbled and almost fell.
She raised her eyes and saw that her best friend had turned around and pointed excitedly at the giant tree not far away.
"Look at what they wrote, it's so interesting!"
Following Lin Sheng's guidance, Luo Wanqing immediately saw a very romantic picture of nature.
Men and women stood under the tree, all holding small bells, paper, and, it seemed, a small bottle in their hands.
Everyone was writing enthusiastically, and most of them were young lovers standing together. Everyone had two blushes on their faces, which looked like spring and love.
Seeing this, Lin Sheng was so excited that he pulled Luo Wanqing and rushed there.
"do what?"
"Of course I'm writing a wish!"
Lin Sheng turned around and said excitedly, "I often see similar things on the Internet and have wanted to write them for a long time."
Hearing this, Luo Wanqing raised his eyebrows.
She subconsciously glanced at the towering tree in front of her, and somehow, all she could think of was the kind of short video she had been watching.
Probably the man in charge of these things held a pair of scissors, hugged a red rope with one hand, and then cut it with the scissors in the other hand.
So the trees and railings that were originally tied up were all clean in an instant.
Thinking of this, Luo Wanqing pursed her lips and said, "Materialism has said that this kind of..."
Before he finished his sentence, Lin Sheng stopped and turned around with a frown on his face.
"Luo Wanqing! You are allergic to romance!"
When Luo Wanqing saw his kitten's hair was blowing, he simply shut up.
Isn’t it just writing something? Just get used to it.
Lin Sheng excitedly took back two sets of tools, one set he held tightly, and the other stuffed into Luo Wanqing's hands.
When he parted ways with Luo Wanqing, Lin Sheng was still chattering, "I just went to inquire about it. The old administrator said that this tree is amazing. Many people came here to express their gratitude."
"It is said that we have to put the written note into this small bottle. When the wind blows, the bell will hit the bottle and make a sound, which will wake up the tree god."
"The tree god will bless you."
Hearing this, Luo Wanqing raised his eyebrows.
"How long has the hot spring been open? How could anyone come to fulfill their wish?"
Lin Sheng was startled, then frowned and hesitated, "This tree seems to have been transplanted from somewhere... Oh, don't worry about it! Just write it!"
Luo Wanqing really didn't believe it, but there was no harm in writing about it.
When he was about to finish writing, Luo Wanqing placed the note firmly on the small table aside.
Opening the bottle cap, she was about to put the note in, but unexpectedly, a big hand came diagonally from behind and scooped the note away.
"Let me see what you wrote!"
Su Mu suddenly appeared, and the boy's usual unruly appearance actually looked a little more cheerful under the sunlight shining through the leaves.
He flattened the note in his palm.
"I hope and Gu..."
After just five words, Gu Lanchen shut up.
He frowned and stuffed the note back, "What? You little girls are so boring. You don't believe in such things, and all your wishes are just for love."
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Wanqing heard a sound of wheezing and panting.
Looking around, I saw Liu Qiang running over.
He held two bottles in his hands, and the flesh on his face trembled.
"Brother Mu, I brought you what you asked for."
The scene instantly fell into embarrassment. Su Mu blinked and glanced at Luo Wanqing and others.
Then Su Mu cleared his throat and looked away, "When did I say I was going to write something like this?"
"Isn't it true that only little girls believe this? It's childish."
Hearing this, Liu Qiang's expression paused.
He smiled cheerfully, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened WeChat, and played the voice message.
"No way, Brother Mu, listen, is this the message you sent me last night telling me that you wanted to write this? You sent me many messages, and I have other words..."
"Oops!" Su Mu frowned and glared over.
At this second, Liu Qiang reacted belatedly.
I saw Liu Qiang glance at Luo Wanqing and Luo Wanqing, and then start a fight, trying to get through.
"Brother Mu, look at my mind. You were not the one who sent me a voice message yesterday! I remembered it wrong!"
"I'm sorry, Brother Mu, I almost caused you to be misunderstood. I'll treat you to a meal and apologize when I get the chance."
Liu Qiang's three or two sentences of explanation were feeble, and Su Mu's reply was even less powerful.
"It's okay, just pay attention next time."
Seeing the good show in front of him, Luo Wanqing couldn't help but twitch his lips.
She lowered her head and stuffed the note into the bottle and said leisurely.
"Some young masters are really weird. They say no, but their bodies are quite honest."