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When standing on the top of Longhua mountain, Yinian only felt that her whole body had run out of strength, and her legs didn't seem to be her own.

On the contrary, Shen Zhihuo still had a uniform breath and a leisurely pace, as if he didn't spend any effort all the way. He was so calm when they climbed Yuehua mountain last time.

"Aren't you tired?"

Finally, Yinian couldn't help but ask the questions hovering in her heart. Although boys and girls have a natural physical disparity, Yinian still couldn't believe it when he climbed the mountain like he did.

Shen Zhihuo glanced sideways at the gasping Yi Nian, said faintly, "tired."

“......”

Tired, she didn't see it. She didn't breathe. She said she was tired. Yi Nian was speechless about his answer.

The wind on the top of the mountain blew on him, which was very cold. Even wearing a burning windbreaker, Yinian couldn't help shivering.

In the moonlight, Yi Nian felt Shen Zhijiao's face was not very good, and thought it must be caused by the cold.

But just as she was about to take off her windbreaker, she suddenly felt a flower in front of her, and then there was a whirl of heaven. When she reacted, she had been imprisoned in her arms by Shen Zhijiao, and behind her was a towering ancient tree.

One of his arms held her waist, the other hand held her back neck, and their bodies fitted closely.

This ambiguous posture made Yinian stunned in situ and looked blankly at Shen Zhihuo close at hand.

Petite she was imprisoned between herself and the ancient trees by the tall him, which made her more delicate and weak.

At this time, the sky was bright and the stars were sparse. The night wind in late autumn blew coldly, blowing their hair slightly.

Between the entanglement of each other's breath, it seems that they can feel the rhythm of each other's heartbeat, accelerating constantly. Each other's body temperature penetrates the cloth and irons each other faintly, as if ironing had entered the blood, and the time is frozen in an instant.

All this came so suddenly that not only Yi Nian, but also Shen Zhihuo was a little unprepared. He just felt that some things seemed to be beyond his control.

Just now, he had noticed that the people who followed them all the way were wandering near them.

In order to lead him out faster, he took Yinian to create ambiguity without warning in order to lead out the person.

Yinian's breathing became more and more rapid, and her chest kept undulating, which was more frenzied than the breath when she was too tired to climb the mountain.

Although she had imagined this plot before, it was too sudden and so violent that she had no power to parry for a time. I'm afraid she would be unable to stand if it wasn't for Shen Zhihuo's embrace.

Unexpectedly, he was so provocative that she couldn't breathe.

Although the light is dim at this time, each other's eyes are so bright in each other's eyes.

It seems that the whole world no longer exists, only each other exists in each other's eyes.

Yinian's eyelashes trembled slightly, like the beautiful wings of a butterfly flapping gently. Slowly, Yinian closed her eyes, and her bright red lips were like cherries invited to pick.

Shen Zhi's burning dark eyes became more and more deep and dark. He endured the feelings of storm and storm, as well as the thick confusion, uneasiness and hesitation. His complex eyes were missed by the idea of closing his eyes.

When this miss becomes a fault, it is whose regret after all.

Until the light moonlight in the sky was covered by a floating cloud, Shen Zhizhuo blinked and covered the complexity in his eyes.

He bowed his head slightly, wiped his lips on Yi Nian's delicate porcelain white cheeks, and the cold breath hit her skin. Each other felt a shudder into the bottom of their hearts, and their breathing was stagnant again.

When Shen Zhi's burning lips were pasted on Yinian's round ears, Yinian was paralyzed in his arms.

The brain is blank and has lost all her thinking ability. How can she feel her feet that she can't bear than kissing her lips.

Shen Zhi's burning lip just touched Yi Nian's ear, and then heard his elegant voice slowly ring out, "no matter what happens for a while, don't move or make any sound."

His words came too suddenly. Before Yi Nian turned the meaning of his words, he saw him hug himself again and move quickly to the side with her. Their movement made their figure just blocked by towering ancient trees.

At this time, the figure in the dark not far from them was not calm. Originally, they could be photographed from the angle just now. The unmanned mountain top with dark moon and high wind, coupled with the ambiguous atmosphere of the two people just now, he may see a live broadcast at any time in the next second.

But at this time, they "couldn't help" moving. From his point of view, they were immediately blocked by a big tree.

Immediately, the figure hurriedly moved his steps, trying to find a better angle to secretly photograph Shen Zhihuo and Yi Nian.

Look at Yi Nian. The floating cloud that covered the moonlight just now has gone away, and the cold moonlight once again spread all over the top of the mountain.

But she was stunned and stood in place, leaning against the tree, motionless. Her eyes were covered with a layer of mist by the moonlight, and she couldn't distinguish the emotion inside.

Another gust of night wind blew, but Yinian didn't know it was cold. He was like a sculpture without blinking.

The figure carefully moved his steps for fear that stepping on a dead branch would cause the two people to notice not far away. The portable compact camera was hung in front of his chest.

Just as he had just bypassed several trees and saw the figure hiding behind the tree again, he was immediately happy and hurriedly raised the camera to adjust the focal length.

But when he saw that there was only a thin figure in the camera, leaning against the tree and motionless, he could not help but frown in surprise.

Why is there only one person? Where was the boy just now?

He was busy and cautious looking for Shen Zhijiao's figure around Yinian.

"What are you looking for?"

"The boy is gone, where..."

Before he could say the word "Le", he choked in his throat.

The man who took the candid picture turned his head mechanically and looked behind him.

Shen Zhizhuo Junmei appeared in his eyes. The man was shocked. In a hurry, he was unstable. He stumbled over the branch under his feet and fell to the ground.

When the palm was on the ground, it was stabbed by a sharp Branch.

The expression on his face was even more shocked. His mouth was so wide that he couldn't pronounce half a syllable for half a day.

Seeing him like this, Shen Zhi's burning mouth burst into a sneer, which looked particularly cold and terrible in the moonlight. He walked forward slowly, leaned down slightly, reached out and took down the camera hanging around the man's neck.

Until he felt his neck light, the man reacted. He was about to get up and run away. He only felt a heart piercing pain on his shoulder. Suddenly, he screamed. The scream looked so sad and terrible on the top of Longhua mountain in the night.

This scream awakened Yinian, who was stunned with his back against the tree not far away. Hearing this scream, Yinian couldn't help shaking, his face was as white as paper, and his heart was beating wildly.

Some of his eyes turned red, subconsciously helpless ears, squatted down, and his back was tightly close to the big tree behind him.