The two hugged each other closely, but in the end they couldn't resist the heat, and they separated with blushing faces, not sure whether it was because of the heat or shyness.
Perhaps because the atmosphere was just right, Ye Zhenzhen, who kept talking nonsense, also felt embarrassed, coughed slightly uncomfortably, and said: "It's almost time to rest, let's continue walking."
As soon as she stood up, she felt a sharp pain in the soles of her feet, and her face turned pale. Cui Weizhen quickly supported her with his eyes and hands, preventing her from falling.
"What's going on? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Ye Zhenzhen shook her head and asked him to help her sit back on the stone. Then she raised her right foot and said, "It seems that I stepped on something and stung my foot."
Cui Weizhen looked down and found a wooden thorn stuck in her embroidered shoes. It must have penetrated the sole of the shoe and penetrated into the sole of the foot.
He quickly pulled out the wooden thorns and took off her shoes and socks. He saw a blood hole appeared on the sole of her white and tender foot, which was still bleeding. It looked particularly shocking.
Cui Weizhen's eyes darkened, "Sit down and I'll collect medicine for you to stop the bleeding."
He carefully placed her feet on the shoe, reminding her not to move, and then got into the forest. When he came out again, there was already a handful of herbs in his hand. Zhen Zhen also recognized this kind of herbs. In the memory of the original owner,
People in the village will use this herb to stop bleeding if they encounter any problems.
Although he is obviously a severe mysophobia patient, Cui Weizhen does not dislike the dirty herbs at all. Without blinking, he puts the herbs into his mouth, chews them, spits them on a piece of cloth torn from his inner clothes, and then carefully ties them up.
On Ye Zhenzhen's feet.
The cool herbs seeped into the wound, and Ye Zhenzhen's frown eased slightly. Seeing this, Cui Weizhen asked with concern, "Are you feeling better? Does it still hurt?"
Ye Zhenzhen moved her toes, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Cui Weizhen put her shoes and socks back on for her and said, "Your foot is injured and you can't continue walking on the mountain road. Go back."
Ye Zhenzhen looked confused, "But, I want to see the good place you mentioned."
Yes, Cui Weizhen took her along this path because he had been here before and found a good place, but he pretended to be mysterious and did not want to tell her in advance, which aroused Ye Zhenzhen's curiosity.
Be willing to give up halfway.
Cui Weizhen looked disapproving and said, "I'll show you next time."
I don’t know when I will wait until next time.
"It's just that my foot was a little injured. It doesn't hurt anymore. It's no big problem. I still want to see the surprise you mentioned."
Ye Zhenzhen swung his sleeves and said coquettishly, "Just take me there, okay?"
Cui Weizhen still had no intention of relenting, and Ye Zhenzhen continued to pester him. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore, sighed, and finally gave in, "That's all, it's not that far away, so I'll take you there."
He has never seen someone with such a strong curiosity. Of course, the most important thing is that he doesn't want to disappoint her.
He consciously knelt down in front of her and said, "Come up."
It took Ye Zhenzhen a while to understand what he meant, and she immediately leaned on his back excitedly, hugging his neck affectionately, her voice unconsciously filled with a hint of sweetness, "Besides my dad, I have never let anyone else
I carried it."
Of course, this father is the father from his previous life. Although Mr. Ye is a serious and dignified boss in person, at home he is also a filial father who lets his precious daughter ride a big horse.
Cui Weizhen missed the point, "Is it possible that you still want your foreigner to carry you?"
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
You are really jealous.
However, seeing that he carried her on his back without any complaints, Ye Zhenzhen did not argue with him. Her mouth was sweeter than drinking honey, "I just want you to carry her."
Only then was Cui Weizhen satisfied, and he continued walking along the mountain road with her on his back. He had been exercising all year round, and was not comparable to other weak scholars who had no strength to restrain themselves. Therefore, he was not tired after walking for a while, and could even spare a hand to replace Ye.
Zhen Zhen pushed aside the slanting branches without causing her any scratches.
Ye Zhenzhen lay on his back. The young man's shoulders were not too broad, but were as stable and solid as mountains. She had the illusion of being included in his wings, just like a tired bird returning to the forest and mooring the ship into the harbor. This is the most peaceful place.
at.
The originally wandering heart gradually calmed down, Ye Zhenzhen leaned her cheek against the crook of his neck, rubbed it softly, and said softly: "Weizhen, can I sing you a song?"
A sweet and soft voice sounded softly in the ears, and moist hot breath spread on the ears, bringing numbness and itching, and causing ripples in the heart.
Cui Weizhen's throat rolled and he said in a low voice, "Okay."
In the forest road where only the chirping of insects and birds could be heard, the clear and sweet voice of a woman rang out. Although the lyrics were simple, the melody was lively and brisk, just like the cry of a lark. It was full of vitality and vitality, blending with the greenness and greenness of the mountains.
They are one body, unable to tell when and where they are going, they just want to wander around without waking up.
Ye Zhenzhen sang whatever came to her mind whenever she was happy. No one around her knew whether she was out of tune or forgetting the lyrics. Even if she was humming a staccato song, Cui Weizhen was very supportive of her and her songs were so good that she was even more impressed.
Inspiring and joyful notes were beating in the cells, and even the toes were dancing.
The woman's delicate and small lotus feet are wrapped in embroidered shoes that cross her neck. They sway with the beat of the music. You can even see her cute and cute toes tilting up in a small arc, as if she can't hold back her joy, and she can't wait to see her.
Get rid of the wrapping of the upper and bask in the warm sunshine of spring.
If he hadn't been carrying her, Zhen Zhen would have been unable to help dancing.
Thinking of the scene of her jumping like a deer, Cui Weizhen couldn't help but smile. He thought to himself that if he had a chance in the future, he would have to let Zhen Zhen dance for him, but he didn't know if she could dance.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't let Ye Zhenzhen know about it. When she saw Cui Weizhen sweating on his forehead and breathing heavily, she immediately took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat and said, "Are you tired? How about that?"
Let me come down. I only injured one foot, so I can jump around."
I really thought I was a deer.
Cui Weizhen smiled softly, "No, we're almost there."
Ye Zhenzhen was so happy that she couldn't help but nuzzled into the crook of his neck. Feeling the happiness of being pampered, she said softly, "You are so good to me, you will spoil me rotten."
The sole of the foot was just a skin prick, so it was worthy of him being so cautious, not even letting her go. He simply held her in his heart and doted on her.
Cui Weizhen: “Can you?”
Ye Zhenzhen: "Yes."
"Then spoil him rotten, I am willing." Cui Weizhen said.
The smile on Ye Zhenzhen's face was like a spring flower blooming, extremely beautiful, "This is what you said, even if you are spoiled, I still rely on you."
This life, the next life, and the next life will depend on it.