Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 157 Making a Koi in the Chronicle 16
This rain is in a hurry.

The room was filled with the heat of the fire, and it was very warm. Ling Yan yawned lazily, watching the sky that was about to darken, with the tip of her tongue pressed against her back molars, complaining a little bored.

"Wen Zhiqing, I want to go back to sleep."

Wen Shenli turned his head sideways, meeting Ling Yan's eyes.

She was sitting with her knees crossed, her chin propped on her face, her eyes were sleepy, her eyelashes were long and curly, casting a small shadow on her fair eyelids, she was very beautiful.

"Are you sleepy?"

Lingyan nodded eagerly: "I'm so sleepy."

Wen Shenli glanced at the rain outside, and the solid city wall in his heart began to slowly unravel, and the deep faith pulled back the rationality that was almost lost.

He was silent for a while, his eyes were dark, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and he did not reply for a long time.

Lingyan thought that this was an excellent opportunity, so she moved to his side and poked Wen Shenli's fair cheek.

"Wen Zhiqing, do you know that I like you?"

The air seemed to be stagnant at this moment, Wen Shenli's heart was raised, his face was calm, but his chest was beating thumping.

I don't know if Feng was too naughty and annihilated his reply, or he didn't reply at all.

But the wind blew again, saying that it didn't admit it, and it didn't miss any reply from its sweetheart.

Aya smoke stubbornly repeated it again.

Wen Shenli moved, and lowered his head, the dancing flames hit his face, and the long black eyelashes covered the emotion in his eyes.

After a while, he said in a low voice.

"Miss Xiao Cheng, I'm sorry."

Lingyan pursed her lips, pulled the corner of her lower lip, and continued to speak in a slow voice.

"Don't you like me at all? I'm eighteen this year, and I'll marry someone else soon. Are you going to miss me?"

These words, of course, bluffed him.

Apart from him, Ling Yan would not marry anyone else.

Lingyan tilted her head and observed his expression with her big eyes open without blinking.

Catching a trace of panic on his face, Lingyan smiled with curved lips.

She leaned closer.

The clear fragrance is different from the usual fragrance. The smell of Lingyan is clean and clear. It penetrates into the tip of the nose. The pure and light smell can relieve people's nerves and make people calm.

Just like her, quiet and warm.

Wen Shenli's eyes moved, his back straightened, his face was solemn, but he still didn't speak.

Ling Yan looked away and looked at Yu: "It would be great if the rain could stop."

Hearing that she took the initiative to divert the conversation, Wen Shenli secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but his heart was empty, and something was faintly missing.

He looked at Ling Yan's side face, and saw that she had a pretty smile, and her eyebrows and eyes were curved, like a girl walking out of a painting.

It was a pity that Wen Shenli did not bring the camera from the compound.

In the small and dilapidated house, there was only the crackling sound of matches being lit.

After a few minutes of rain, it stopped unexpectedly.

Lingyan patted the black soot on her body, carried a red film bag, and walked out without looking at Wen Shenli.

"I go first."

She left after she finished speaking, without giving Wen Shenli a chance to react.

A look of panic flashed across Wen Shenli's face, he quickly extinguished the fire, checked carefully to make sure there was no flame, and quickly set up his bicycle to catch up.

After the field is a muddy road, full of yellow mud, and a little slippery.

Wen Shenli pushed the car and chased after him: "Miss Xiao Cheng, I'll take you home."

Lingyan didn't turn her head back, her sweet voice was very calm: "You don't marry me, and you often spend time alone with me, which will ruin my reputation, and I won't be able to get married, what should I do?"

Feeling that it wasn't cruel enough, she added fiercely.

"Don't follow me."

She quickened her pace.

Wen Shenli pursed his lips, and followed him again: "Miss Xiaocheng, are you angry?"

Wen Shenli is as elegant as a chrysanthemum, making it difficult to figure out. He has ambitions and ambitions, and he does not stick to small loves.

In the past [-] years, many girls have offered him good intentions, but they were all rejected in the end.

Wen Shenli doesn't understand love, and in the history books he has read, he thinks love is a bond.

But at this time, Feng Ming knew it, and whispered in his ear: That's a lie.

Wen Shenli went to grab her hand.

Lingyan stopped in her tracks, and looked at him with a straight face: "Man and woman can't kiss each other, why are you holding my hand?"

Wen Shenli was speechless, he didn't know what to say, he was silent for a while, he said.

"What I say now is wrong, and what I do is wrong. Don't be angry, Miss Cheng."

Lingyan let out a faint groan, moved the hand held by him, and was thrown away: "Let go of me."

He was motionless and silent.

Lingyan licked her lips lightly, a playful smile flashed in her bright black eyes, she held back her raised lips, and shook her hands again.

"Don't you claim that you won't get married? Then what are you trying to do with me now?"

"Wen Zhiqing."

Wen Shenli gave her a hand, and let go of her in silence.

The lacquered pupils were struggling with complicated emotions, and the whole person was like a poplar in the snow, standing straight, with a straight back and a lowered head.

Lingyan could tell that she was almost forced, so she chose to let go.

Don't push too hard, or it will backfire.

Ling Yan had an idea in her mind, but she also knew that this was not the time to make a show, so she spoke again slowly.

"Keep a distance from me now, don't ruin my reputation."

After finishing speaking, Lingyan ignored Wen Shenli and walked forward in small steps.

Wen Shenli stood where he was, with lowered eyebrows and tense body, holding the hand of the bicycle faucet, trembling visibly to the naked eye.

After an unknown amount of time, he looked up at the figure in the distance, and pushed his bicycle to follow behind Lingyan.

As for the answer, he can't give it yet.

Because it requires careful thinking.

He seems to be tempted.

But his stubborn insistence over the years has left him speechless.

Along the way, the two of them didn't speak a word.

After walking for two hours, Wen Shenli watched Lingyan enter Cheng's house, and after a few seconds of being stunned, he rode his bicycle back to the party secretary's house at the head of the village to return the car.

Today is the party secretary's son's birthday. He cooked potatoes and stewed pork belly. Wen Shenli smelled it, hesitated for a few seconds, but knocked on the door and didn't go in.

"Thank you branch secretary."

Xie Zhishu raised his eyelids, came out of the house, and saw Wen Shenli, with a smile on his face.

"Have you got the letter?"

Wen Shenli nodded: "Well, thank you very much."

"You don't need to be polite, would you like to have a meal by the way, the child is born today, and his mother specially stewed pork belly, try it?"

Wen Shenli smiled warmly, but refused: "I still have something to do, thank you for your kindness."

Xie Zhishu likes to listen to him, he is gentle and polite, but in these days, which family can eat meat every day?
After all this, I bought a piece of pork belly on my child's birthday, it was still half a catty, and most of it was for the baby to eat.

The invitation just now was just a guest's way, Xie Zhishu is also afraid that if he really agrees to go in and eat, the mother-in-law will make trouble at home later.

Therefore, I didn't invite him again, but just told him to go back quickly, it's not safe to be late.

Wen Shenli responded, then turned around and entered the night, and quickly returned to the educated youth spot.

The Educated Youth Spot is deep in the bamboo forest. There is a male educated youth spot in one place and a female educated youth spot in the other. The distance between two rows of bamboos is very close.

As soon as Wen Shenli stepped into the courtyard, a female voice full of air came from behind him.

"Wen Zhiqing, are you back?"

　Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.., I want to... quibble!
　　This month is too busy. NO.19 is going to Chongqing by train. During this time, I have been dragged around by my mother, and I don’t have time to watch videos.

　　but!I promise, starting next month, 31 days, at least [-] days every day, if I can't do it, I will invite my friends in the group to have a bottle of mineral water per person!Hum hum.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)