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Seeing her blank expression, Fu Shiqi couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, you're still alive."

Su Tao's eyes gradually regained focus, and slowly rolled his eyes to focus on the person in front of him.

She called him uncertainly: "Fu Shiqi?"

"Well, I'm here."

After receiving his affirmative answer, Su Tao's tense strings snapped.

After she was reborn, what she feared most was dying again.

Although she was ready to hand over her life to Fu Shiqi, when nothing happened, she felt the palpitations of the rest of her life after a catastrophe.

Su Tao tugged at the hem of Fu Shiqi's clothes, and the grievance and panic that he had endured fell apart in an instant. He lowered his head and shrugged his shoulders.

Fu Shiqi felt the hot wetness on the back of his hand, only to realize that she was frightened and cried, he pressed her into his arms with amused and distressed, and coaxed softly: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't scare you with my life and safety." .”

Smelling the pleasant scent of white tea on his body, Su Tao cried even more unscrupulously, grabbing the clothes on his chest and rubbing them hard.

He also whimpered and cried: "The thing I fear most is death, and you still scare me..."

Fu Shiqi patted her on the back and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, I won't be an example."

In the past, when a girl cried when he refused to confess her love, he only felt that the girl's tears were really disturbing.

But when Su Tao cried, Fu Shiqi wished she could ravage his heart.

Su Tao noticed the increasingly noisy voices around her, and she raised her head from Fu Shiqi's arms with difficulty.

When she saw a group of plainly dressed villagers surrounded by a lot of hoes, she had no intention of continuing to cry at all.

But being stared at by so many people, Rao felt unspeakably embarrassed even if he had practiced thick-skinned kung fu with Chen Weimo.

She buried it back again, and said in a muffled voice, "Fu Shiqi, can you let them...don't look at it?"

Like a frightened little white rabbit, shivering in his arms.

Fu Shiqi looked at the villagers who were watching the excitement, and said with a light smile, "She has a thin skin, so don't look at her, uncles."

A villager asked cautiously: "You are not a human trafficker, are you?"

The people on the side echoed: "That's right, many traffickers are now abducting and selling beautiful girls, all using the excuse of girlfriends!"

"Don't worry about the conflict between the young lovers." A village woman came up to pull them, "Didn't you see the little girl grabbing the young man's waist?"

The villagers waved their hands at everyone, "Oh, it's true, let's go."

After everyone around had left, Fu Shiqi reminded her: "They have already left."

Hearing what the aunt said, Su Tao stood up a little bit, looked down at the position of his hand, and it was really on his waist.

She didn't dare to touch it any more, so she quickly let go of her hand and took two steps back.

Su Tao's eyes were flushed from crying, and even the red mole was a little darker.The almond eyes that were still misty looked at him with watery light.There was a thin powder on her fair face, making her look pitiful.

Fu Shi looked at her face deeply for a moment, then raised his hand to cover it.

Her vision was blocked, and she couldn't see his reddened ears for the first time.

"Are you so comforting?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a deep cry.

"You can take revenge on me any way you want, don't cry," he said in a low voice, "my heart aches."

Su Tao's words of condemning him choked on his lips, and the subdued embarrassment surged up again.

The corner of her mouth slightly lifted, she pushed his hand away, but said with disgust: "You are so greasy."

Only then did Su Tao have the opportunity to look at the surrounding environment.

Looking far away, there are lofty mountains and mountains, and close up, it is lush forests and bamboos.

They were standing on the path between the fields, with the newly planted fields on both sides, and even the air was full of the fragrance of soil.

Su Tao blinked, "Where is this?"

"Didn't you want to come to the small town at the junction of Yuncheng and Kyoto before? This is Sinan Town."

Fu Shiqi took out a bag of wet wipes from his pocket, tore open the package, and wiped her face while she was looking at her.

Seeing the color stained on the wipes, his expression became serious, and he pinched her face with one hand and looked carefully.

Su Tao was forced to turn her gaze back, and asked nervously, "What... what's wrong?"

"I thought something was rubbed on your face, and the color on the wet wipe didn't match your skin color."

She looked at the wet towel, which was clearly the color of the foundation she hadn't removed.

Su Tao was embarrassed, and explained embarrassingly: "It was the foundation I used in the morning to cover up my haggard face, but it was too thick and I took it off. I didn't expect it to be removed..."

Fu Shiqi looked at her face again, "It was wiped clean with your tears."

Before he let go of her, he pinched her cheek lightly, "No matter what you are, I don't care."

Su Tao patted his hand off angrily, couldn't the last half sentence be replaced with "I like it all".

In the letter, he revealed his love for her word by word, but he didn't say a word when facing her.

She thought angrily, give him the answer later.

"Osmanthus fragrans can be seen everywhere here. If you like it, you can pick a few more and take it home."

Fu Shiqi turned around and faced the small road leading directly to the entrance of the village, "Go in and have a look?"

"Wouldn't we, foreigners with strange costumes, be rejected?"

Although Su Tao could tell from the conversation just now that the villagers were not malicious, her subconscious fear of strangers still made it difficult for her to trust strangers easily.

"Extraordinary clothes?" He raised his eyebrows amusedly, "You will know when you go in that your clothes are the simple ones for them."

Su Tao is dressed very plainly today, a simple goose yellow puff sleeve shirt, and denim shorts that don't reach the knee.On weekdays, the ponytail that was always tied high was tied into a single braid and hung on the side of the shoulder, very youthful style.

She followed Fu Shiqi forward suspiciously, "Really?"

"real."

After entering the town, Su Tao believed that what Fu Shiqi said was indeed the truth.

The older villagers were similar to the ones they had just met, dressed in simple colors.

But the younger ones are different. All kinds of fancy color combinations make Su Tao's eyes hurt.

"...It does look a little more simple."

Unlike the dilapidated ones in the stereotype, the architectural style is a low-rise brick house.

"I thought they were all thatched cottages."

She is ashamed of her shallow knowledge.

Fu Shiqi looked sideways at her, "This is just a remote town, not a paradise away from modern society."

Su Tao unconsciously clutched his cuffs, almost walking close to him, with a timid voice: "Let's go to a place where there are few people?"

"Yo, there are new tourists!"

I don't know who shouted, and the eyes from all directions cast on them excitedly.

Su Tao had the illusion of falling into the territory of cannibals.