Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2617 Companion (31)

afternoon.

The sun is getting hotter.

Looking around, there is only the hot and dazzling sun hanging in the sky, there is no wind, and even the white clouds are hidden in unknown places, avoiding the vicious sun.

The long, dusty official road was exposed to the sun, and the land seemed to be melted by the sun. Steam was rising, and the hot and unbearable air came from all directions.

Even if it is covered by the trees on both sides, it is difficult to resist the heat coming from all directions like a steamer.

It was dry and stuffy, so hot that people's throats were burning and dry.

Thirst is unbearable.

The outermost layer of the body seemed to be stuffed.

It was reddened by the sun and scorching hot.

During the break, Huo Yuangong stopped by a small stream.

The stream is next to a verdant bamboo forest, the bamboo forest is towering and densely growing, and the slender bamboo leaves silently block the sun.

The ground is covered with fallen bamboo leaves, withered and yellow, reflecting the sunlight that sparsely penetrates the bamboo leaves.

It was still unbearably hot.

Fortunately, the small stream beside the forest is cool.

It is crystal clear and gurgles from a distance.

Occasionally, a few green bamboo leaves fall on the stream, like small solitary boats, drifting indefinitely, and can only follow the current and sway.

Keep drifting, keep drifting.

Until, it was picked up by a soft and white hand.

Gently, placed under the sun, the light refracts the water droplets on the bamboo leaves.

The beautiful rainbow reflects the bamboo leaves, which are as thin as a piece of paper, and the white fingers seem to glow in the sun.

Dazzlingly white.

The owner of the finger raised his head and squinted slightly, staring at the bamboo leaves for a while.

Seemingly feeling bored, she casually put down the leaves, turned around, and looked at the man who was tying the horse rope.

He turned his back to her, dressed in black, with a cold and inhuman appearance.

Obviously, the air is hot and dry, and even breathing feels tormented, stuffy, and it feels hot everywhere.

Looking at him, it seemed that the air around him had cooled down a lot.

It was chilly, like a piece of ice that couldn't be melted.

Standing not far away, there is a sense of distance.

Shengsheng made the atmosphere stagnant, silent, extremely quiet.

It was so quiet that only the sound of the clear flowing water of the brook could be heard, which was endless and clear like a silver bell.

Yun Si stared at him for a long time, until he tied the rope and turned around.

When the two looked at each other, his eyes were dark and dark, and there was no emotion on his wheat-colored tough face.

He is very deep in his thoughts, hiding all his thoughts in his heart.

He didn't say anything, just looked at her lightly.

Like being angry, but not like being angry.

Than a woman's heart is like a needle in the sea, so people can't touch it.

"..." Yun Si opened her mouth slightly, thinking about what to say at this moment...to break the silence at the moment.

I don't want to, I just saw him walking over, bending over and pulling her up.

He took her by the hand and led her into the shade.

Now, the sun can't shine on her.

She blinked and stared at him.

"Hot?"

He took out a black handkerchief from his pocket and passed it gently, as if he wanted to wipe her sweat.

The tone is still the same, without too much emotion.

It seems that there is really no meaning to be angry.

At least, not angry with her.

Yun Si shook her head, "Not hot."

He hummed, but she didn't answer, so he wiped her hands with a handkerchief.

While wiping, while drooping eyes, the voice is very soft.

"How do you think about that?"

(End of this chapter)