The System Shuttle is Full of Blessed Wives

Fortunately, nothing happened now, but when Huang Qiuhua thought about it, her back was still a little cold.

Qin Mingsheng's expression didn't change at all, he didn't change his expression at all because of being scolded, but waited for his mother to finish scolding before speaking slowly. "Mother, you also understand in your heart. She's different. Do you think your son can stop her? I also asked, and she said that it has no influence on herself, so I acquiesced."

Originally, he was ready to accompany her, but he never thought that he would be useless at all.

Thinking of this, Qin Mingsheng felt quite frustrated. For the first time, he felt that he was useless.

However, this feeling, he will not tell anyone.

Thinking of the scene of changing Xiaomu's clothes at that time, Huang Qiuhua sighed, "Okay, you all pay attention at night, I'll guard the door for you."

At this point, it is useless for her to say more.

Qin Mingsheng has always known that her mother is not like an ignorant shrew in the village. Although the culture she accepts is only in the second grade of primary school, she is very sensible, treats others fairly and respectfully, and always educates their brothers and sisters by example.

He was very relieved that the people and affairs of the family were handed over to her.

On a cold winter night, it came earlier, around half past six, night had already fallen.

Qin Mingsheng took Mu Yiren and walked up the mountain in the dark with the shallow moonlight.

In order to avoid anyone's detection, they did not dare to light a torch, and could only carry a kerosene lamp to illuminate the road.

In order to leave early and return early, the two of them pursed their mouths tightly and said nothing.

Although it can hide people's eyes and ears at night, the mountains may not be 100% safe.

As for the road in the mountains, I don't feel anything when I walk in the daytime, but at night, the surrounding is dark and the lights are dark, and the Muyi people stumble a little while walking, stepping on some bumpy stones from time to time.

"Give me your hand."

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded, and in this night, it was extraordinarily magnetic and charming.

The person walking in front, Mu Yiren can only see a general outline. Hearing Qin Mingsheng's words, Mu Yiren subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Qin Mingsheng carried a kerosene lamp and walked in front. The road conditions were better than those of Muyi who walked behind him. In addition, he was very familiar with the terrain and location in the mountains, so he didn't feel anything along the way.

Because he took half of his energy to pay attention to the people behind him, he felt that the other party was struggling, so he couldn't help but open his mouth.

Qin Mingsheng wanted to grab the other person's wrist, but because his vision was not very clear, his hand touched hers.

Delicate and soft!

This is the first adjective that flashed in his mind when Qin Mingsheng's hand touched Mu Yiren's hand.

The moment Qin Mingsheng's fingertips touched her hand, Mu Yiren suddenly felt a trace of electric current flowing through her fingertips, which made her heart tremble.

Qin Mingsheng realized his inappropriate behavior. Using the cover of the night, he pretended to be very natural and calm. He quickly followed her hand and grabbed it on her wrist. In winter, the clothes were thick and she avoided skin contact, so it was not abrupt. .

In fact, Qin Mingsheng already felt that his ears were hot and red.

Mu Yiren didn't say anything, and quietly let Qin Mingsheng lead him, but his heart was beating suddenly.

She didn't understand a little, she just touched her finger lightly, why she reacted like this, like a deer rushing around in her heart.

Perhaps, in the dark night, every sense of touch will become extremely sensitive!