Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 360 Peasant Girl (13)

Ruan Ruan has excellent water skills, but he still cannot fully control the rapid water flow.

She didn't let go of his hand, the hair tie tied the two arms together tightly, almost cutting into the flesh.

The water was so fast that her head was in and out of the water involuntarily. She relaxed her body and allowed the current to carry them somewhere.

Ruan Ruan felt the distance they were swept away by the current, while paying attention to the shore, looking for a place to go ashore.

When the river turned again, she took the person with her to the edge of the river and clung to the willow branches hanging down at the turn.

The willow branch is easy to break, so he dug his other hand into the soft and moist soil on the shore, using his body to block his unconscious body that was about to be washed away.

Fortunately, it is a slope and the shore is not too high.She pushed the man ashore with difficulty and climbed half of her body up. Her lungs hurt as if they were being torn apart, and her hands were shaking a little. Without taking a moment to relax, she climbed ashore to see how he was doing.

The wounds on Ye Hanchuan's body were soaked and turned white, and he was wet all over. There were water droplets rolling down his face, and his eyelashes were stained with water. He closed his eyes and looked pale. His chest rose and fell slightly, and he was indescribably fragile.

"Ye Hanchuan!" Ruan Ruan shook him and kept shouting his name.

He didn't respond. She hurriedly untied the hair tie around their wrists and straightened his head up. Her face was full of anxiety and her beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted.

Without any hesitation, her soft lips collided with his bloodless thin lips, hurriedly breathing for him.The cold touch came to him unconsciously, and water droplets gathered at the tips of his forehead, dripping on his nose and eyebrows.

Ye Hanchuan's eyelids moved and he felt the soft touch on his lips. In his blurry vision, her face was very close, but he could not see it clearly.

He coughed out a mouthful of water, sat up, met her wet and concerned eyes, and said with a slightly nasal voice, "You scared me to death."

Ruan Ruan suddenly hugged him, "Fortunately, you woke up... I managed to get your health better before, but now it's even worse than before. But I can only treat some simple injuries, I can't detoxify... ..." The voice was muffled.

She was still saying something, but Ye Hanchuan had already realized what the softness on his lips was. There was still no blood on his face, but the temperature was boiling hot. His ears were as red as ripe tomatoes, and their clothes were wet. On her body, Ye Hanchuan was held in an almost embarrassed posture by her.

His broad palms, still stained with water drops, rested on her back. He almost touched her soaked clothes without touching her, but in the end he still stepped back, clenching his fists and not hugging her.

But my mind was confused.

He stiffened and didn't speak. When Ruan Ruan took the initiative to let him go, he was still a little sluggish. She smiled at him in his sight, the smile between her vivid eyebrows and eyes was innocent, but still with a sticky nasal voice, "Ye Hanchuan , Marry me when you get better." There was no warning, even a little unexpected.

He was at a loss for a moment, but the emotion of surprise surged up uncontrollably. He was afraid that she would regret it before he responded quickly, but his face was deliberately reserved, "Okay."

But his big hand couldn't hide it and took the initiative to hold her finger, and couldn't help but squeeze it.

……

"So, we haven't found anyone yet?"

Pei Yan tapped his knuckles on the stone table to signal him to come over.

The tray was presented to him. Pei Yan still held half a bunch of candied haws in his hand, and picked up the broken hair tie with his other hand, which was still stained with blood and mud.

"Subordinates are incompetent!"

Pei Yan looked at him with a half-smile, not threatening, but he became more and more nervous.

He threw down the hair tie casually, and the broken hair on the tray was picked up by the wind. Pei Yan raised his hand, frowned slightly, and threw the half bunch of candied haws on the tray.

His face looked a little worried, and he had no intention of talking anymore, "Go and receive the punishment yourself."

Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief and stepped back in response.

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ps: Sorry for the updates these days, it should be better to open a new map tomorrow

Also, don’t let me mislead you about your true meaning.

(End of this chapter)