Chapter 127

"Good."

Ji Qianchen nodded in agreement.

Ling Xiao's long and cold body squatted down in front of her again: "come up."

Ji Qianchen shook his head: "practice has proved that there is nothing on this mountain, so I will go by myself."

He walked ahead with a manly and high-spirited lead. Ling Xiao, with a commanding look, could not close his mouth and kept up with her.

Less than a third of the way, the big bean rain fell.

There is a slight pain and cold touch on the body.

"Really. Mom, a chicken. " Ji Qianchen couldn't help bursting into a rude remark.

Ling Xiaohan's steps suddenly stopped. He took off his suit and coat and covered Ji Qianchen's head.

Her thin body was completely covered by the big coat.

Ji Qianchen drilled a head out of his coat and prepared to tear it off with his hand: "I don't want it, you will be cold."

When she was in college, when it rained, she saw Ling Xiaohan standing in front of the library door waiting for the rain to stop. She would bravely hand over her umbrella to him and plunge herself into the rain. She was ill in the dormitory for a week, dying.

Now, she's not that weak.

"Cover up, this is the order." Ling Xiaohan's whole body was filled with a cold air. He helped her with her clothes, then put his arms around her and covered her in his arms. The big raindrops hit his broad back. The white shirt was tightly attached to his back, turning the body's warmth into a bone chilling cold.

But he didn't care about it. He just held the little woman in his arms and accelerated down the mountain.

"Lingxiao is cold. Are you cold?"

"Why don't we be half alone?"

"It's raining hard?"

"You big fool."

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Ji Qianchen was trapped in his coat, his hands were still unable to move, and his whole body was imprisoned by his chest.

You can only walk forward with your legs up.

I kept asking him all the time.

I didn't get an answer.

"Hey, did you hear me?"

"Shut up."

Ling Xiaohan is finally impatient and shouts with patience.

He wanted to let her return to the bottom of the mountain without a drop of rain.

It's better that she has been grinding her chirp here.

"You mean me?" Ji Qianchen is angry. Is she concerned about him?

The rain poured down and washed down the rocks and mud on the mountain along the way.

The mountain road slipped. Ji Qianchen didn't stand up and almost fell down. Fortunately, Ling Xiaohan was the powerful support.

Ling Xiaohan is afraid that she will slip again.

Bend down, pick her up and speed up.

All of a sudden, Ji Qianchen got up, didn't know anything, was covered by his long and wide coat, and her eyes were dark.

I only know that I am separated from the earth's surface, and the movement speed seems to be accelerated, with the patter of rain and the sound of footsteps.

Ling Xiaohan's trouser legs were all wet, and his shoes were also filled with rain. Step by step, he stepped into the water and picked up a pool of water.

After about ten or twenty minutes, Ji felt as if he had been thrown into a soft seat.

I tore off my wet coat in a hurry.

Ling Xiaohan is sitting in the back of the car next to her.

It turned out that he took her back to maybachne.

Ling Xiaohan turns on the hot air of the air conditioner in the car to make the temperature in the car rise to the maximum.

Ji Qianchen looks at Ling Xiaohan drenched in soup chicken through the dim yellow warm light.

The broken hair was wet by the rain, and the wet hair was hanging on the top of the head.

On his face, on his forehead and nose, there were all crystal water drops, falling from the beautiful face.

The wet shirt was clinging to his body, his trousers legs and shoes were wet and muddy.

Ji Qianchen looks down at himself, only a little bit wet. Most of them are dry and well protected by him.

It's the first time for her to see Ling Xiaohan in such a mess. It's the first time for her to see Ling Xiaohan in such a mess.

"You're all wet." Ji Qianchen twisted his face sadly and climbed to the front to take a box of paper towels. He drew them out one by one to wipe the rain on his body.

If she went out to watch the weather report, if she didn't send rob away at that time, maybe she didn't make a fuss to come to Xinghai today.

Maybe he won't be so upset today.

Her heart was tightly clenched together, and she felt extremely guilty.

The little hand clutched the paper and wiped it desperately on his face: "it seems that the clothes are over there. You need to change them quickly. I'll get it for you. There seems to be an umbrella in the car. "

Ji Qianchen is going to release the hand he wiped and get his clothes.

Ling Xiaohan's hand tightly covered the back of her hand, put her little hand on his face, motionless: "it's raining hard outside, I'll go."At the end of the conversation, the door opened and Ling Xiaohan plunged into the rain again. He didn't even bother to hit the umbrella.

Ji Qianchen didn't even have a chance to stop him.

Through the window, you can see Ling Xiaohan's tall body moving forward rapidly in the heavy rain, walking to the tent side, bringing back a bag of prepared clothes and some water and food.

When returning to the car, Ling Xiao was shivering with cold.

Ji Qianchen hurriedly finds out his clothes and hands them to him: "change them quickly."

"Not ready to serve?"

Ling Xiaohan raised his eyebrows and stared at the clothes in her hand with hot eyes. He didn't mean to pick them up.

Ji Qianchen understood the meaning of Ling Xiaohan.

He wants her to change his rhythm.

In the compartment with limited space, the lights are waving dense colors.

Ji Qianchen felt that the air around him had a different taste.

He was right. Now she can't bear to refuse his psychology, so she asked for it.

Ji Qianchen bit his teeth, put his clothes aside, and then went up to Ling Xiaohan and reached for his collar to unbutton his shirt.

One, two The little hand touched his heart and felt a heat.

Ji Qianchen hung his head bashfully.

In fact, I haven't seen Ling Xiaohan's body before. This is the first time I undressed him face to face. It's hard to avoid it.

Ling Xiao was sitting in danger, with a smile on his lips, and looked up at a little woman who was ashamed to be a red apple.

Her movements were slow and clumsy.

After the shirt was half untied, Ji Qianchen's eyes were shining on his well-built chest muscles and strong abdominal muscles.

This figure is really amazing, so good that she can't help but become a narcissist who looks at the male god drooling like she did in college.

Seeing that she was distracted, her movements were stagnant, and there was no movement. Ling Xiao's cold, deep and confused voice drifted down, "dear wife, are you going to let me hang it until tomorrow?"

If he delays like this, maybe his clothes can be evaporated by his temperature.

"No, no No. " Ji Qianchen can't say that he just coveted his good figure. He hastened to speed up and took off his shirt.

Wipe the water stains on his body with a dry towel, and then pick up the changed clothes and put them on.

It's not easy to put on the coat. Ling Xiaohan smiles to her ear and blows ambiguously, "wife, and pants are all wet inside."

With a coax, Ji Qianchen felt that his face was burning. There was no one around in the wild, a car with excellent performance, a petite little woman, and a man just wet.

What if he suddenly turns into a beast!

Usually at home although also indulge, but the field car hey, my God, just the imagination has made her shy can not lift her head.

Feeling that the breath in his mouth is getting hotter and hotter, his lips are glued to her ears, Ji Qianchen feels that the place he touches is almost burning, and his little hands are shaking and probing into his belt buckle