Professor Wen's little Jiaojiao is sweet and soaring

Chapter 29 Fengping County

The bright pink clothes are faintly visible in the heavy rain.

Wen Jin trotted all the way, and soon his whole body was soaked.

The white shirt clings to the skin, revealing his good figure.

Huohuo is a typical example of not being obvious when dressed, but fleshy when undressed.

"Miss Jiang, wait a minute"

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ning stopped, looked at Wen Jin who was a head taller than him, and asked indifferently.

"I'll go with you." Wen Jin calmed down and watched.

Jiang Ning was holding an umbrella, looking even more ruthless through the rain curtain.

The apricot blossoms are falling, and the raindrops are riding the wind.

The two were speechless, Wen Jin stood in front of her, her black hair sticking to her face along with the rain.

"Yes" Jiang Ning thought of something, tilted the umbrella slightly, and continued to walk forward.

the second condition.

After being affirmed, Wen Jin was stunned for a while.

It shouldn't be, this is not Jiang Ning's style.

But that's okay, she said yes.

Wen Jin walked forward quickly, and moved the umbrella from Jiang Ning's hand to her own.

The name is to help Miss Jiang hold an umbrella.

"Miss Jiang is in a bad mood?"

"You read it wrong."

"Miss Jiang is questioning my ability?"

"No."

"Then Miss Jiang went against her will."

"You said yes."

In the rain curtain, one pink and one white are advancing side by side, which seems to be such a good match.

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After the rain, the sky is sunny, and everything is thriving like spring.

When Wen Jin came here, she found that there were almost no flowers of any kind on this isolated island except apricot blossoms.

In addition to apricot blossoms, the most common ones are maple trees.

The maple trees in spring are not like autumn, when the maple trees have long green branches.

The duck-foot-shaped leaves fluttered in the wind and scattered all over the ground.

Wen Jin suddenly felt a little pity. It would be nice if the maple leaves turned red in autumn.

A private jet is waiting early on the island.

"Miss Jiang drives it herself?" There was no one in the plane, and the pilot's seat was empty.

Jiang Ning slowly boarded the driver's seat, cast a glance at Wen Jin, "Don't worry."

"Let me ask, has Miss Jiang passed the pilot's license test?" Wen Jin boarded the co-pilot and asked.

Jiang Ning stopped and looked seriously at the man on the right, "If Professor Wen is worried, you can go out."

Wen Jin raised her eyebrows, "Just a question."

"Since you choose to go with me, don't say anything." Jiang Ning was a little annoyed.

"Okay" Wen Jin agreed.

That's true, Wen Jin didn't say anything afterwards, and even took a nap for a while.

"arrive?"

"Ah."

After getting off the plane, Wen Jin looked at the unfamiliar scenery and suddenly doubted herself.

Why do you want to come here?

"Where is this?"

"Fengping County."

Hearing the name, Wen Jin had some impressions. It wasn't that Fengping County was so famous, but that it was too confusing.

Fengping County is located in the border area, and the forces of all parties are mixed.

It is said to be a county, but it is more like a city.

"What are we doing here?"

Jiang Ning didn't answer this question, but Wen Jin was used to it.

After walking for ten minutes, we reached the street.

Noisy crowd, all kinds of yelling.

Wen Jin saw someone selling candied haws and stopped, "How much is a bunch of candied haws?"

The old man selling candied haws gave the man in front of him a strange look.

After Jiang Ning said something Wen Jin didn't understand to the old man, the old man smiled and stuffed a bunch of candied haws into the man's hand.

"What did Miss Jiang say just now?" Wen Jin was curious, it wasn't English or French, it was more like a dialect.

Then Jiang Ning's words proved, "This dialect."

Wen Jin understood.

Lifting off the film on the surface of the candied haws, Wen Jin handed it over to Jiang Ning.

　Fengping County is a county I typed out at random. If this county exists in reality, it is purely coincidental.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)