Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 321: Seven-Day War (6)
In an instant, she clearly felt the flow of the Luohe River below, and a small bird parked on a peach blossom tree ten meters away from her, combing its wings slowly. .

Very novel feeling.

Things that could only be perceived by concentrating the mind in the past, at this moment, stumbled into the ears just like that.

She knew that without knowing it, her spiritual sense seemed to have reached a new level.

And when she opened her eyes again, the moon in the sky was gone, and there was a burst of clear music, the sound was soothing and unique, like a new rain in the empty mountain, and it seemed to be similar to those things she felt at the beginning.

Then, she realized that she was covered with a man's clothes.

She froze for a moment, then turned her head, only to find that the person next to her was gone. She sat up and saw Su Mengchen standing beside the boat.

The boat was already on the shore, Su Mengchen was only wearing a jacket, standing there, holding a leaf in his hand, and put it to his mouth.

And the tune just now was obviously played by him.

Su Mengchen paused for the tune, then turned his head, and saw Song Wanzhi sitting up and looking at him.

He walked over and stretched out his hand: "Are you awake?"

Song Wanzhi stood up with his hand, picked up the cloth clothes on his body and handed them to him: "Thank you, Mr. Meng."

Su Mengchen accepted it calmly, and said, "Probably, for the sake of convenience, you can't call me so unfamiliar anymore."

Song Wanzhi nodded: "Yes, I have neglected this point."

Now that the relationship between the two is in the eyes of outsiders, it would be inappropriate to call it so unfamiliar, but it seems that they can't remember what to call it.

Su Mengchen said with a smile: "Call me, Mengchen."

Meng Chen?

Song Wanzhi thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Okay, um, Meng Chen."

The corners of Su Mengchen's eyes rolled, and there was a deep smile in his eyes.

Song Wanzhi didn't pay attention, she looked up and looked around, and asked, "What time is it?"

Su Mengchen said: "It's time to be ugly."

Song Wanzhi didn't expect that the moment she thought would have passed for nearly two hours. Thinking that he had been waiting for her here for nearly two hours, she felt a little sorry in her heart. She glanced at his already accumulated A little bit of water dripped down her hair, and her heart felt warm and sour, but she couldn't tell what it felt like.

Su Mengchen said: "It's getting late? Are you going back?"

Song Wanzhi looked at him, nodded with a smile, and said, "How about letting me go punting when we go back?"

Su Mengchen smiled: "Okay."

Song Wanzhi walked to the side of the boat, and then picked up the bamboo pole. She didn't actually push through the boat, but when she went down with the pole, feeling the strength and direction of the water flow, she pushed gently, and then the boat slid out .

The ripples gradually spread, and Su Mengchen stood beside her.

The wind blowing in front of them lifted the skirts of the two of them, rustling, it was just another feeling.

After the boat docked, Su Mengchen went to the side again, bought a can of good wine for the uncle, and put it there before leaving with Song Wanzhi.

The current Chang'an Avenue is still dark. Although there was a quiet but thrilling assassination just now, under the protection of Habayashi Wei, this small-scale battle did not affect everyone's peace of mind. interest.

But when Song Wanzhi walked past that place, he was still very keen to find something was wrong. The thrilling scene just now flashed according to the remaining traces.

(End of this chapter)