Although this cheongsam is also a kind of clothing, Qian Lianxia still spent most of the day studying it when wearing it. Finally, she reluctantly put it on Zhou Zheng. When she came out, she checked it again with worry.
Only when you don't have to buckle anything less can you walk out with peace of mind.
In order to prevent some evil-minded uncle, Qian Lian Xia's children's shoes are really well-intentioned.
When she walked out of the tent, he was walking over from the earthen stove, holding his and her clothes in his hands.
Seeing that he really helped her dry clothes, Qian Lianxia felt a little touched, but when she thought of what he had just said about helping her dry her bra, the only trace of emotion immediately disappeared, and she stepped aside for convenience.
He passed.
Ye Shengge walked past her, saw her shrunken shoulders, and said, "Are you cold? If it's cold, go to the earthen stove to warm yourself up. When you feel warm, go to bed!"
His tone was a bit commanding, and Qian Lianxia wanted to refute him, but she knew clearly that he was doing it for her own good, so she nodded obediently, and when he stepped past her, she whispered:
"Uncle,"
She lowered her head and said in a voice as small as an ant's, "Thank you."
Ye Shengge's lips curled up slightly, but this time he didn't tease her anymore. He walked over to the tent and pulled off the entire tent.
Qian Lianxia saw his behavior and shouted in surprise: "You haven't washed it yet, why did you pull it off!" As soon as the words came out, she felt that her reaction was too big. It didn't matter whether he wanted to pull it off or not.
What's wrong with her? Besides, he's still the uncle who bullies her. If he's good or not, what's wrong with her?
Ye Shengge raised the clothes in his hand, and the familiar charming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Hang the clothes, do you really want to go back with wet clothes tomorrow, which will eventually prevent your chest from developing normally?"
Qian Lianxia's eager face immediately darkened, and she turned around and left in anger, without even looking at the person behind her. Qian Lianxia, Qian Lianxia, you have to know, he is Uncle BT, the most scheming one
Uncle bt, how can you be soft-hearted? How can you be moved just because he treats you a little better?
She angrily walked to the earthen stove, climbed onto the hard bed on the straw mat angrily, and finally jumped off the bed with a bang. She shouted at his back as he was hanging the clothes, "Tonight I will
As for sleeping on the bed, it's up to you whether you like to sleep on the floor or somewhere else, but if you dare to climb on the bed, try it!" She waved her fist at the astonished person, turned around and jumped on the bed again.
A certain man behind her listened to her words in shock, and just raised his eyebrows slightly.
The beds of people in the mountains are all made of trees on the mountain. They are not polished and appear to be extremely hard. In addition, the straw mats are also hard and cold. Qian Lianxia hugged her body coldly. She still couldn't sleep.
, I don’t know whether it was because she was in a foreign country, or because the bed was not as soft as at home, and the room was not as comfortable as at home. Qian Lianxia couldn’t fall asleep no matter how hard she slept, so she simply got up and sat on the bed and listened to what was going on outside. Could he?
Did you really listen to her? Qian Lianxia thought doubtfully that this uncle might not be so good.
The whole room was pitch black, and the inside and outside almost merged into one color. She couldn't sense where he was.
But after a while, she heard the sound of water rushing outside the house. The windows were just covered with a layer of paper and a lot of thatch outside, so they were airtight. Because of this, she heard clearly.
Outside the house, his cold hissing sound was so clear that it reached her ears through the wind.
Qian Lianxia vaguely understood what he was doing. She got down from the bed and slowly walked toward the door with her hands and feet in the dark. The night outside was like ink, and the green mountains in the distance were like a big curtain in the night, heavy.
It's like pressing on someone's head.
Through the crack in the door, she saw him rushing toward her with a bucket, and then another gasp escaped from the corner of his mouth.
Qian Lianxia couldn't bear to look anymore, so she turned over and leaned against the door, trying to calm down the rising emotions in her heart. Her guess was indeed correct, he was taking a bath with cold water.
In the approaching autumn, the coldness had already hit, and it was in this isolated valley, and it was in such a deep dark night, such a cold night. He left the only bucket of hot water to her,
It was given so simply and concisely, but he himself was taking a bath with cold water.
Afraid of being discovered by him, Qian Lianxia crept to the bed in the dark and lay down. The sound of flushing water outside had stopped. Qian Lianxia closed her eyes tightly, fearing that he would find any clues.
In the darkness, his footsteps moved from far away to near, and there was a shadow covering his head. Qian Lianxia's heart was extremely nervous.
His voice floated in her ears, calling softly: "Little girl, are you asleep?" He called her like this, but Qian Lianxia didn't respond and still closed her eyes.
Ye Shengge thought she was asleep, so he stopped calling her. He just picked up a quilt from somewhere and spread it over her body.
The house was so small that there was no other place to stay except for a bed. Ye Shengge had no choice but to sit behind the pit, quietly looking around in the darkness at this small house that couldn't be any smaller.
The smile of memories unfolded, and in an instant his face turned into sadness, and then deep pain.
He didn't know how long he had been sitting like this, but he heard the sound of turning on the bed, and the little girl's unclear dream voice came through faintly, "It's cold, it's so cold, it's so cold!" Her voice was trembling, and her teeth were even chattering.
Somewhat knotted.
Ye Shengge raised his eyebrows, walked to the bed without hesitation, and reached out to touch her forehead. Her forehead was very hot, as if it was on fire. Ye Shengge cursed in a low voice, then reached under the quilt and touched her forehead.
My body is very cold, as if it's frozen.
In the darkness, Ye Shengge's face looked a little ugly. He turned around and strode outside. When he came back, he already had a towel in his hand. He folded it neatly and placed it on her forehead. Qian Lianxia's
The sobs barely subsided, but after a while, she trembled with her teeth and moved her upper and lower lips: "It's cold, it's so cold!"
"Damn it!" Ye Shengge stared at her painful expression. After hesitating for a while, he had already untied his long shirt, turned over and got into bed.
His fingers trembled as he unbuttoned the front of her clothes. In the darkness, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and more and more beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Ye Shengge's eyes dimmed and he immediately took off her cheongsam.
He grabbed her slender and soft waist and gently hugged her into his arms. The soft part of her chest was pressed against his chest. Ye Shengge couldn't help but roar and pushed her body deeper into his arms.
Hold tight.
Qian Lianxia only came into contact with a warm source of fire in her hazy consciousness, and she desperately got into his arms...
Her body seemed to be surrounded by a powerful stove, and her whole body was warm. Qian Lianxia murmured comfortably.
She was comfortable, but Ye Shengge was driven to ashes by her, but the woman next to him was not only a patient, but also an inhumane little girl. Looking at her pure and innocent face, he smiled bitterly,
Still smiling bitterly, this is forcing him to become Liu Xiahui...