It's not easy to walk on the mountain. With the heavy rain, the mountain road becomes slippery and difficult to walk.
Chu Zheng is holding the poncho from the Taoist temple, relying on no one at this time, regardless of what image, can be stable.
"Where is the man?"
Can you help yourself, little sister? 】
"OK."
Chu Zheng turns back.
【…… Keep going up. 】The king has no guts to give in.
Chu Zheng follows Wang Zhe's instructions, but she hasn't seen anyone after walking for half a day. Chu Zheng suspects that the king's revenge is around her.
[little sister, I'm an honest system, I won't do this kind of thing! 】The king was very angry: "how can you doubt me so much? 】
"Oh, how can I walk so long to get here?"
[good man card is so far away from you! 】The king's angry way.
"Oh."
But I still suspect you're around me.
【…… 】
the king was so angry that she almost went offline.
It's just ahead. 】
the king dropped this sentence and ran away in an instant. It needs to find the next door system to have a good chat.
When Chu Zheng turned a corner, he saw the figure standing there.
In the distance was the direction of the imperial city. He stood still and looked at it.
Misty rain, man's body seems some ethereal, unspeakable loneliness.
Is there something wrong with the good card!
Come here to get wet.
Can it fly?
Chu Zheng wants to press the card to death.
But in the end she went forward and took off her poncho and put it on Lian Qiong.
"You go back. I'll be alone for a while." Lian Qiong thought it was dust flying. She didn't look back. Her voice was a little low. In the heavy rain, she could hardly hear her clearly.
Chu Zheng looked at the distance: "do you want to jump down or what?"
The strange and familiar voice made Lian Qiong look a little stiff and turned her head.
It's not the dust fly he's familiar with.
The young man stood by her side, and the rain soaked her clothes, making the whole person even thinner.
Chu Zheng is glad that she is wearing thick clothes in this weather. Even if she is wet, she can't see anything.
Although she is not afraid to expose anything, it is said that the proton of Wei state is a woman, and I am afraid that the trouble is still her own.
Yeah!
Save trouble if you can!
Lian Qiong's eyes flashed a ray of shock: "how is it you?"
"Or who do you think it is?" Chu Zheng has no good way.
“……” He thought it was Chenfei.
It's always dust flying that I can find myself so quickly.
Talking in the rain makes you tall?
No!
No!
Chu Zheng only thinks that they are like two idiots who are drenched in the water. The drowned chicken has not realized that he has a beautiful face in his prime and can do whatever he wants - well, he can really do it.
Even if Joan was drenched in the rain, it was just that he was distressed, not embarrassed.
"How long are you still in the shower?" Chu Zheng asked impatiently.
"There's a shelter ahead." Lian Qiong's voice was beaten to pieces by the rain. He simply unfolded his poncho and took Chu Zheng into his arms: "I'll take you."
The poncho is quite big and can be used by two people.
Lian Qiong said the place is a big protruding stone, which can shelter from the rain below.
But you can only sit.
I don't know if it's the dry firewood stored by the Taoists in the Taoist temple. Lian Qiong piled some and made a fire skillfully.
"Thirteen prince, take off your clothes and bake them."
"No
"Are you not afraid of illness?"
"How can I get sick?" Chu Zheng asked.
The big man will not get sick at will!
Only a weak chicken like you will get sick!
“……” Lian Qiong smiles: "is the thirteenth Prince shy?"
"Shy?" What is that?
"Yes, otherwise, why wouldn't the thirteenth Prince take off his clothes? I think I'm worried about that, right? After all, you like me
"Oh." Chu Zheng stabbed the fire with a stick, and there was no reaction.
Lian Qiong looked at him suspiciously and took off his coat to hang on the side.
He sat down by the fire with a smile on his lips: "I wanted to invite the thirteenth prince to watch the sunset, but it seems that I can't see it today."
What's good to see.
Chu Zheng's face was taut and he didn't say anything.
The flame leaped silently in her eyes, like two small flames burning, but still could not melt the ice and snow under her eyes, so cold that people did not dare to peep at random.
What kind of experience, can have such a calm eyes.
Lian Qiong doesn't know.
But he was curious.
"How do you know I'm on the mountain?""Said the Lord."
Even Qiong wanted to come. The temple master must have brought someone to look for it. So
"How did you find me before they did?" Chen Fei hasn't found himself yet.
Chu Zheng is very shameless way: "I am powerful."
Lian Qiong:
What's so good about finding someone?
Lian Qiong talked about the topic for a long time, and then she died.
He simply did not speak, sitting on the edge of the fire, focused on the fire.
His lining was still wet, and the mountain wind made him cold.
Lian Qiong held her arms in her hands and rubbed them.
"Ahhh..."
At the beginning of Zheng's eyes, the man sniffed and sneezed two times in succession.
"Come here." At the beginning of the Zheng, the sound comes out.
"The thirteenth prince?" Lian Qiong rubbed her nose: "what's the matter?"
"Come here."
"Thirteen prince, I think we'd better not get too close." Lian Qiong declined.
OK!
You just come to me!
You're a good card!
You're awesome!
Chu Zheng gets up in the past. In Lian Qiong's puzzled sight, she puts her hand on his shoulder and takes her into her arms.
Lian Qiong is surprised to find that Chu Zheng's body has no sense of wetness. Her whole body is warm and warm.
But
Why does he want to hold himself!!
Lian Qiong struggled, Chu Zheng changed her position, and he lay directly in Chu Zheng's arms.
"Don't move." Chu Zheng pressed him.
"Thirteen prince, are you taking advantage of me?"
"Are you not cold?"
Lian Qiong wanted to say that she was not cold.
But he can't do it. It's really cold.
Even Joan is in a complicated mood. After a few minutes, she seems to accept her situation. It's all men. What's wrong with her? She won't lose a piece of meat.
So when Chen Fei and others came, he saw the picture of his master lying asleep in the arms of Chu Zheng.
Dust fly put light step in: "Thirteen prince, your Highness has given you trouble."
"Well." Chu Zheng nods.
"Then give me your highness?" Chen Fei asked tentatively.
Does your highness know that he is being held?
This is the one who covets his highness Man!!
Chu Zheng is willing, but Lian Qiong is not. When Chu Zheng moves, he grabs Chu Zheng. It's an unconscious defense, as if his own things are to be taken away.
"Your Highness? Wake up. " Chen Fei called him softly.
There was no reaction from Lian Qiong.
Chen Fei frowned. He was very surprised. His highness had never slept so dead.
"Wait until the rain stops." Chu Zheng Dao.
Chen Fei looks at the rain outside and doesn't know when it can stop. He also looks at the owner who is holding on to others. His mood is very complicated.
What is this, your highness!!
He doesn't like men, does he?
The more frightened you think of flying over the dust, your Highness's recent behavior is not a little bit of a tendency in that respect
Dust fly down the mountain with a heavy heart to get the Cape back, to Chu Zheng and Lian Qiong put on.
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