Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 193 I care about you (reward plus more)

It was more than two hours after we reached the top of the mountain. Hong Jiaqi was panting behind. Pei Zhihan had already found flat ground, set up the easel, and prepared brushes and paint trays.

Hong Jiaqi was so tired that she walked over with her hips on her hips. The mountain road was rugged, and she would sweat after walking all the way. Hong Jiaqi wiped the sweat from her forehead, "I finally came up."

Pei Zhihan walked to a big rock on the edge of the cliff and stood there, with his hands in his trouser pockets, staring at the mountain in front of him, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

Hong Jiaqi followed, but found that it was a dangerous place that she didn't dare to go through. It was so marginal that she could fall if she took one step forward.

Hong Jiaqi just glanced at the bottom of the cliff, and found that among the mountain streams, there were overgrown trees and steaming mist, which actually felt like a dreamlike fairyland.

But she still didn't dare to go any further, subconsciously shrank back.

The surroundings were quiet and only one or two occasional bird calls could be heard. Hong Jiaqi found a big tree to lean against, kept bowing her head and breathing into her palms, sweating, wouldn't it be colder?

Hong Jiaqi stomped her feet, and occasionally took two steps to feel warmer.On the other hand, Pei Zhihan, who was standing on the rock, remained motionless as if he was not afraid of the cold.

Hong Jiaqi looked at him standing on the edge of the cliff like a statue, resigned from the world and independent, walked to the easel involuntarily, picked up the brush and wanted to keep this moment forever.

The surrounding seemed to be quieter, Hong Jiaqi focused on the figure on the drawing board, pursed her lips in satisfaction, as if she had forgotten the cold.

half an hour later

The sky was pale, and the sun was rising.

Pale golden sunlight shone over.

Hong Jiaqi looked up again, and unexpectedly found that the person on the stone had disappeared. Looking around, it seemed that she was the only one in the emptiness of Nuoda's world!Her heart tightened, and as soon as she let go of the paintbrush, she dropped it to the ground. She hurriedly ran to the edge of the cliff to look, "Pei Zhihan, Pei Zhihan, Pei Zhihan..."

"Pei Zhihan... are you below? Pei Zhihan..." Hong Jiaqi knelt on the edge, looking at the lingering mist below the cliff, her heart seemed to be torn apart, "Pei Zhihan...don't scare me, don't scare me, Pei Zhihan... You just proposed to me, and I haven't agreed to you yet? How can you... "

"Pei Zhihan, you can't die, Pei Zhihan."

"The cold..."

Hong Jiaqi was sobbing, tears streaming down her face, "Pei Zhihan, how could you leave like this, how could... you come back soon, okay? Zhihan..."

Her voice echoed in the empty mountain stream, extremely sad.

"I'm not dead yet, don't cry so sadly."

Pei Zhihan's familiar tone came in the wind, and Hong Jiaqi turned her head suddenly, and saw Pei Zhihan standing over the easel at the moment, holding a brush in his hand and painting seriously, looked back at the smog under the cliff in surprise, and suddenly wiped away tears He got up and ran over, and said, "Pei Zhihan, you are sick."

Pei Zhihan's movements of drawing curves suddenly stopped, and his eyes stared coldly, "Do you know who you are talking to?"

Do you still come to accentuate your identity at this time? "Pei Zhihan, you..."

"Do you think that if I propose, you can ride on my head and be lawless?" Pei Zhihan's indifferent face showed no warmth at all.

"I didn't. I was really scared to death by you just now, okay?" She was really worried about him, thinking that he had...

Pei Zhihan swept across her face, "It's very disappointing that she wasn't frightened."

"Pei Zhihan..." This person's words were too... ugly. "Believe it or not, I will never talk to you again for the rest of my life."

"Okay, I'll take care of you." Pei Zhihan's big hand suddenly stretched out and hugged Hong Jiaqi's neck, and his warm lips covered his bosom, so overbearing that no one would run away, "I'll take care of you forever."

(End of this chapter)