Abandoned wives have a happy gold medal peasant daughter-in-law

Chapter 137 The Most Romantic Thing (3)
"Qian... um..." Zhao Xi'er was just about to ask Ling Qianjue, didn't she want to go up the mountain to watch the sunrise?Why are you sleeping here?But at the end of her words, her little mouth was blocked again.

Ling Qianjue closed his eyes, feeling the warmth under his lips.Her heart was already soft, and she carefully tasted every trace of sweetness from her lips.Finally... I feel that if I continue to kiss, I will not be able to control myself.Only then did she raise her face a little reluctantly, leaving Zhao Xi'er's red lips.

"Hmm...Hoohoo..." Zhao Xi'er breathed in the fresh, flower-scented air with great gulps.

"Xi'er." Ling Qianjue lay sideways beside Zhao Xi'er, looking at Zhao Xi'er who was breathing with her mouth wide open, couldn't help but reached out and pinched the tip of Zhao Xi'er's nose again.

"Don't make any moves." Zhao Xi'er regained some strength, and just wanted to scold Ling Qianjue for going up the mountain, but why did she start kissing.The kiss is over, how can I finish the kiss standing up, and then lie down and kiss when I'm too lazy?But before she could speak, her nose was pinched again.

"I didn't move my feet, I only moved my hands. But... Xi'er, if you don't like me doing it, then I can just move my mouth." Ling Qianjue deliberately misinterpreted Zhao Xi'er's words with a sinister smile, and raised his head again after speaking. His face was close to Zhao Xi'er.

"Don't..." Zhao Xi'er hurriedly reached out her hand, pushing Ling Qianjue's handsome face away.She has seen this guy's kissing skills, so she doesn't want to do it again.And...she's not stupid, right now, she doesn't want to play with fire and set herself on fire.

"Xi'er...can you sing a song for me?" Ling Qianjue was really obedient this time, retracting his handsome face again, obediently lying on his side beside Zhao Xier, reaching out to hug Zhao Xier who was lying on his back in arms.That day... the song she sang was the best he had ever heard, but it was a little too sad.

Looking up like this, Zhao Xi'er saw the starry sky under the night through the gaps in the branches of the flowers and trees.Hmm... When it was just dark, it was obvious that there were no fingers, no stars and no moon.I thought it would be cloudy, but I didn't expect the moon and stars to be bright at this moment.

Sit back to back on the rug.

Listen to music and talk about wishes.

You want me to be more and more gentle.

I hope you take me to heart.

You said you wanted to give me a romantic dream.

Thank you for taking you to heaven.

Even if it takes a lifetime to complete.

As long as I tell you, you will never forget.

"Does it sound good?" Zhao Xier's last note disappeared into the sea of ​​flowers under the night sky.Looking sideways at Ling Qianjue, this guy was stunned by her singing?
"The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you. But what does romance mean?" Zhao Xier's singing voice is nice, but Ling Qianjue really struggles with two words, which is romance to the end What means?The most romantic thing, does that mean the best thing?

"Ah?" When Zhao Xi'er heard Ling Qianjue asked these two words, the narcissism in her heart disappeared immediately, and it was these two words that she was fascinated by and thought about.

"Xi'er, does romance mean the best?" Ling Qian never heard Zhao Xi'er answer him, so he asked again.

"Basically, romance is the most beautiful and happiest thing." Zhao Xi'er put away her faint disappointment and looked at Ling Qianjue with a smile.Well, who told her not to consider that people can't understand professional words.

"The most beautiful and happiest thing." Ling Qianjue repeated Zhao Xi'er's words softly, and his heart jumped even more.The happiest and happiest thing for Xi'er is to grow old with him.He...he must work hard to find the antidote, and he must slowly grow old together with Xi'er.What poor Ling Qian never knew was that this was Zhao Xier's favorite song, and it was really not specially sung for him.

"Okay... You kissed and hugged, and you listened to the music now, why don't you take me to see the sunrise?" Zhao Xi'er couldn't hide the smile on Ling Qianjue's mouth She couldn't bear to interrupt his happiness.But she wanted to see the sunrise, and now it's here, it would be a pity to miss it.

"Okay..." Ling Qianjue hugged Zhao Xi'er neatly this time and jumped up.

"Ah." Zhao Xier couldn't help exclaiming intoxicated as she was hugged fiercely and jumped up in the rain of flowers.

Ling Qianjue told Zhao Xi'er to stand still, then bent down and used his fingers to lift the black cloak that was spread on the ground and tied it around his shoulders again.

Diaohe Bridge Cabin.

"Hmm..." Zhou Fu'er, who was in a mess, curled up in a corner.She only felt the burning pain, and she could only hold back her mouth in pain so as not to make any sound.The red and swollen eyes of her crying were even more painfully closed and she dared not open them, but she still kept crying.

"Bah... this blood is really displeased me." The little pock-faced man tidied himself up.He just pulled up his trouser belt and spit on Zhou Fu'er's tearful face.

Zhou Fu'er felt that her face was wet and sticky, and she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.But she was in so much pain that she really didn't dare to move, so she closed her eyes and ignored the discomfort on her face.

"Little San, when you're done playing, please calm me down. I still have to sleep, and I'll be leaving in two or three hours." The dark-faced man sleeping on the floor in another corner shouted angrily, This kid was so loud that he couldn't sleep.We have to go on the road tomorrow.

"Hey, second brother." The little pock-faced man, still in a good mood at the moment, agreed, and went to sleep on the empty bunk next to them.

After a while, Zhou Fu'er heard the thunderous snores of several people gradually sounding in his ears.Only then did he slowly open his eyes, but there was still a kerosene lamp left in the room.The dim light still allowed her to see everything in the room clearly.

The house is very simple, without any furniture, only thick withered grass on the ground.There were three bunks on the other side of the floor, and the three bastards slept there.And she... She was thrown here with her hands and feet tied, but she was not far from the door.But if she went to open the door, there would be a sound, and it would wake them up.You can't run away with Ben.

what to do?Do you really have to wait for them to sell her to that kind of dirty place?How about...Zhou Fuer's eyes fell on the kerosene lamp on the small table not far from her.If she moves over slowly, isn't it... She just needs to knock over the lamp, and there is a lot of hay in this room.Maybe, she and those inhuman ones will all die here?No longer tormented by them.

But... Zhao Xi'er... She is not reconciled when she thinks of Zhao Xi'er. Why is she living a prosperous life while Zhou Fu'er has to live so hard?
"Do you want them to die?" Suddenly, the woman in white clothes opened the door like a ghost at no time, and floated in front of Zhou Fuer's eyes from the outside.

"Ah..." Zhou Fu'er screamed in shock.

"Who?" The black-faced man woke up first, and was about to lift the big knife by his head and get up.But he didn't know what was hitting him in the chest, and he fell heavily on the bunk again.

(End of this chapter)