Dressed as a paranoid male supporting white moonlight

Chapter 31
The rise of Jiang Xian's playfulness calls Cui Nong to join in.

Cui Nong's skills are similar to hers, and it's not bad if a stone flake can fly twice on the water.But Qin Yanfeng, no matter how Jiang Xian coaxed him, he refused to accompany him to throw it again.

Flying insects buzzed by the pond in early summer, and after a while Jiang Xian was bitten by mosquitoes with several bumps, which were extremely itchy.

Jiang Xian rolled up her sleeves, revealing a tender arm, scratched and scratched without any image, and complained: "This mosquito almost chewed me up."

"Young Madam, let's go back." Cui Nong said.

Jiang Xian nodded.

She glanced at Qin Yanfeng, and asked with concern: "Did any mosquito bite you?"

Qin Yanfeng didn't speak, Jiang Xian took his hand and looked carefully under the lantern.

The shapely and slender fingers have protruding joints, and there are thin calluses at the tiger's mouth.

"It seems that you don't attract mosquitoes."

Jiang Xian laughed.

Qin Yanfeng took the opportunity to withdraw his hand suddenly and put it behind his back.

This action was really rude, Jiang Xian was taken by him and turned sideways.She subconsciously wanted to take a step back to stabilize her figure, but she stepped on the smooth pebbles by the pool, her center of gravity was unstable, and she fell backwards.

"Young lady!"

Cui Nong was so frightened that she threw away the lamp in her hand and wanted to pull it, but she was too far away, and she could only reach a corner of Jiang Xian's clothes.

Jiang Xian's mind was blank, she subconsciously wanted to catch something, but there was nothing by the pool.Half of his body was immersed in the pool water, and he took a few mouthfuls unexpectedly, causing a sharp pain in his nose and throat.Suffocation, darkness, and coldness surged from all directions, surrounding her heavily.

The feet couldn't step on the bottom at all, and the struggling hands could only flap around in the water.

At the moment of life and death, Jiang Xian suddenly felt no fear.

He even thought that if he died here, his soul could go back.

She closed her eyes and stopped struggling.But when she gave up, a hand grabbed her wrist.That hand was warm and strong, as if catching a fish in a dry trough, easily lifting her out of the water.

In the night, Jiang Xian opened her dripping eyelids, just in time to see Qin Yanfeng's hazy face.

The face was sharply chiseled with a tensed jaw.

Before looking carefully, Jiang Xian felt that she had been thrown into a squatting position. She was in a daze when she heard Cui Nong crying, "Young Madam? Young Madam, are you alright?"

Jiang Xian came back to her senses, and with the light of the light, she saw Cui Nong kneeling in front of her, crying with snot and tears.

She clutched her still-fearing chest and slowed down.Immediately comforting the little girl softly, said: "Cui Nong, I'm fine, don't worry."

"Young Madam, you scared me to death just now! I thought you were the same as last time!" Cui Nong looked at the rippling pond with lingering fear, "This place is not for you, so you should come here less!"

Jiang Xian felt the same way.

She nodded seriously, "I won't come, I won't come in the future."

Cui Nong helped up Jiang Xian who was drenched all over, but Jiang Xian looked at Qin Yanfeng.

He stood where he was, clumsily twisting the water from his sleeve.

Jiang Xian's heart warmed up.

She walked over and smiled with a pale face: "Yanfeng, thank you just now. Fortunately, you have quick eyes and hands, otherwise I would have to drink a few more mouthfuls of pool water."

Qin Yanfeng shook his head in a daze, as if he couldn't understand her words.

Still smiling, Jiang Xian took his hand naturally and walked back slowly.

"Don't twist it, let's go back and change our clothes."

Jiang Xian was happy in her heart.

Even though Qin Yanfeng was not good at expressing himself, like his younger brother Jiang Yue, when he saw himself in danger, he would always come to help as soon as possible.Even a fool can tell which is good and which is bad. Such sincere and pure feelings are rare.

Qin Yanfeng wanted to shake off her hand.

But that hand was like a catkin, cold and delicate, with an inexplicable attraction that made him unable to break free.

His probing eyes fell on Jiang Xian's thin back.

Through the drenched thin shirt, one can almost clearly see the double lotus embroidery on her lotus-colored little dress, tightly attached to the beautiful butterfly bone on her back.It seems that it can be broken with a light pinch.

Qin Yanfeng finally held back.

(End of this chapter)