Chapter 149 Relying on water to eat water, her character is also very gentle and amiable!
The little girl's playful voice fell on the boy's ears, and he winked at her mischievously.

Because they were too close, the water on her body slowly dripped onto the boy's chest.

It was cool, but it wasn't bone-piercing, but it made him feel a little heavy breathing!

"do not like."

The boy turned his head indifferently, indifferent to the little girl's teasing.

Even the indifferent eyebrows seemed to have condensed frost.

For the little girl's behavior of pressing on him for the first time... I express my disdain!
Are the little girls in the city so ignorant of the difference between men and women?

Although he is only 15 years old, he has been well-bred since childhood.

The four books, five classics, and historical books have all been read because of my mother's influence.

Although he is 15 years old, he has more strength and temperament than his peers. He likes to read books at the bridgehead and watch fish swimming by his feet.

In this misty Jiangnan landscape, he has cultivated his detached charm.

He was dressed in white, which made him look like a mortal.

At this moment, the young man who was drenched from falling into the water was slightly weak, but tall.

The little girl pounced on him on purpose, and she was half a head behind him.

"I will save anyone who falls into the water."

The young man said coldly, even though he was drenched all over, he still carried a unique bookish air and a bit of misty and untouched secular fairy air!

"Save?...Use your own drowning body?"

"If I didn't know how to water... People who don't know would think that the two of us died in love~"

Qin Jiu was wet all over, and a few strands of black hair were tangled and stuck to his pretty face.

The bright red skirt also turned crimson at this moment because it was soaked in water, and it was tightly attached to Qin Jiu's body.

Mingming is not very old, but a pair of beautiful fox eyes catch people tightly.

With a thin voice, she teased the little brother who was pressed by her on the shore~

"Nonsense, I didn't die with you, don't hold me down... get up... I'm going home!"

The young man got up in a hurry, his stunned look made Qin Jiu laugh.

She came from the imperial capital to relax, and the teenagers in the imperial capital matured precociously since childhood.

All of them started to stop learning when they were only seventeen or eighteen years old. The ten-year-old dolls all knew to find beautiful little sisters to send candy and various gifts.

Why is this tall and thin little brother so incomprehensible?

If it was the group of young masters in the imperial capital, they would wish to have a relationship with Miss Qin.

Qin Jiu didn't continue to tease him, and got up obediently, only after the boy got up.

Dragging her wet little red dress, she followed behind him step by step, looking pitiful and helpless.

The eyes of a pair of foxes seem to have condensed mist, which is pitiful and pitiful!

"Ah Cheng... Where did this little girl come from? She was soaked and followed you all the way, did she fall into the water?"

"Take it home and wipe it first, and let her wear your mother's clothes first. Such a cute little girl who looks like a doll, what if she freezes?"

An aunt passed by and said kindly.

People in the town live close to each other, and everyone is a neighbor, so they naturally know each other!
"Thank you, auntie... Ah Cheng didn't leave me alone, he said he would take me home to change clothes~"

The little girl had a very sweet mouth, which made the aunt laugh again.

They are all simple villagers, relying on water to drink water, and their personalities are very gentle and amiable!
After bidding farewell to the aunt, Xiao Qinjiu ran to Liancheng's side on his short legs.

Quietly tugging at the corner of his clothes, looking sideways at the boy's lowered gaze: "So your name is Acheng...I'm Jiujiu~"

"You don't belong here, I'll send you away after changing clothes!"

He interrupted coldly, even the drenched white clothes couldn't stop the calmness and coldness in his bones.

He... knows what class is!

 Did the former Liancheng resemble Song Yue?
  Can't help but dig a hole again?Why do you think they are so similar?

  [Seeking a ticket, asking for a ticket, asking for a ticket, asking for a ticket, asking for a ticket, asking for a ticket]

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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