meet han guang

Chapter 133 I want to know you

Chapter 133 I want to know you (6)

"Really, you are spying on me." Shi Hanguang's voice came, but he still dressed in a leisurely manner, without any discomfort.

"I didn't, who knew you were changing clothes, I... didn't see anything."

"You must have seen it all, isn't it good?"

"What's so good about thin ribs? Have you dressed yet?" Ye Ming was really annoyed.

"No matter how small a mosquito's leg is, it's still meat. Besides, I'm thin and not disabled. I have everything I need."

Ye Ming really didn't want to be poor with him, so he said Song Qiao was coming, turned around and walked out.

After leaving the room, I saw Gu Yao sitting in a wheelchair, frowning at her.

"Are you up?" Ye Mingzhen stopped and looked at Gu Yao.

"Well, why is your face so red?"

"It's a bit hot." Ye Mingzhen covered his face with his hand, so she wouldn't say that she just saw Shi Hanguang's naked body.

"I want to go outside, you can go out with me." Gu Yao signaled Linda to push him away.

"Let me do it." Ye Ming walked quickly to the back of the wheelchair, turned to Linda and said, "Go to the kitchen and take Mr. Song to deliver breakfast to Shi Shaona."

"Okay, ma'am." Linda turned and left.

"Now I have learned how to order my people." Gu Yao's voice swept away the coldness before, and there was a bit of a smile.

"It's just for borrowing. I'll take you to the path outside. The air in the mountains is very good."

"it is good."

Both of them seem to have forgotten the previous unhappy breakup.

The two of them hadn't gone far, when Shi Hanguang's figure appeared at the door, looking at their figure, Tao Hua's eyes were deep...

Ye Mingzhen pushed Gu Yao out of the old house and walked towards the entrance of the village.

In the morning on the mountain, the air is fresh and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

The sun has pierced through the mist and is shining all over the land.

Neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere was good.

From time to time, villagers passed by to say hello.

Some talkative ones followed Ye Mingzhen all the way, chatting.

Ye Mingzhen smiled and chatted with the villagers, talking about some small and big things, of course the most talked about fell on Gu Yao.

Gu Yao wasn't impatient either. The slow-paced rural life dispelled his former indifference. He quietly listened to Ye Mingzhen chatting with the villagers, occasionally catching up with a few words.

He, who was usually impatient with these things, actually felt a little comfortable.

He and Ye Mingzhen are like an old couple, they can eat together, take a walk together, and live a peaceful life...

Of course, the topic will inevitably fall on the murder case in the old house.

"I don't know how the village head is doing?" Ye Mingzhen felt a little heavy when he mentioned this topic.

"They said they were rescued and are in the hospital." A person who knew about it replied, and added: "Early in the morning, that fat third child was looking for his mother and cried for a long time."

"Where's Mrs. Chun?"

"After the police questioned her, they sent her to the hospital. Even the little fat man didn't bother to take it with her, and entrusted her to the neighbor."

After chatting for a while, Ye Ming was really afraid that Gu Yao would be bored and unhappy, so he bid farewell to the villagers and pushed him back.

"Mingzhen, is this how you lived here before?" Gu Yao asked.

"Well, people in the mountains have no other pastimes other than working. They often gather together to chat. When I was young, I often went out with my grandmother to visit."

"The life here is quiet and indifferent, which is not bad. No wonder so many people want to retreat to the mountains and forests."

"But it's also boring, and not everyone's used to it."

"When I get old, maybe I can." Gu Yao looked at the mountains in the distance. He was used to the intrigues of the shopping malls. Although he was a little bored, he still enjoyed this kind of life and death. To him, retiring to the mountains and forests is just a dream. A fleeting thought.

(End of this chapter)

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