Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 173

When the leaves fell in large swaths, the father and the mother were already sitting in the pavilion leaning against each other, playing the music and talking to each other.For Yun Zhuohua, apart from the ginkgo leaves that fell on his body, there is only one sentence, "Go back to your room and make a picture", or "Go back to study."

Yun Zhuohua didn't understand why he was the only one who was unlucky in the end, since she was the most innocent one.

The surface of the river is calm and calm, and the sound of the piano in the boat is faint, as if it fits with Yun Zhuohua's sudden memories. The bow of the boat was blown cold by the river wind, and there was really no time to recall anything else.

The small piece of warmth covered by the Cangyu is really unable to take good care of it. Yun Zhuohua rubbed his arms with both hands, and slowly got up. Every time he moved his body, his mind would shake, and the scene in front of him changed instantly. Cangyu tilted over there.

She wanted to make a sound, but the sound was out of her control.

Before Cangyu got up, he saw Yun Zhuohua tilted upside down, he quickly turned sideways and spread his arms in an awkward position, accepting Yun Zhuohua's "throwing into his arms", the two of them went up and down together They both fell on top of each other on the bow of the boat.

Hearing the movement of the two of them, the boatman outside looked at the scene in front of him and hadn't come to his senses, but the sound of the piano inside stopped first.

Qiu Ming and the little monk hurriedly opened the curtain and came out. They saw the two lying on the bow of the boat, one above the other, their mouths were wide open. Although they didn't know what had happened, looking at the situation They didn't know whether to step forward to help the person up, or turn around as soon as possible and avoid it as if they didn't see anything.

After a long while, he heard Cang Yu who was under Yun Zhuohua finally cough out his breath. He patted Yun Zhuohua's arms with both hands, and asked Yun Zhuohua with difficulty, "What's wrong with you?"

Yun Zhuohua didn't reply, his body was still pressing on Cangyu, and he didn't get up after dawdling on Cangyu's body for a long time.

Cangyu's head knocked on the wooden board of the bow just now, there was a "bang", a loud bang, now Cangyu frowned in pain and stretched out her hand to touch, her slender fingers inadvertently slid across Yun Zhuohua's smooth and clean skin. When it was on the forehead, Cang Yu hastily withdrew his hand and pressed it firmly on Yun Zhuohua's forehead.

"You are sick!" Cang Yu said firmly.

"You're just sick!" Yun Zhuohua raised his head groggyly, his voice seemed to be humming from his nose, with a soft and weak tone.She turned her head slowly, saw the little monk and Qiu Ming standing beside her, smiled slightly, then lowered her head, and saw Cangyu lying under her.

Yun Zhuohua blinked his eyes, then blinked again, recalling the scene just now, no wonder he didn't feel much pain when he fell down, it turned out that there was a soft pad underneath, but she didn't like this pad!

Yun Zhuohua irritatedly turned Cangyu's head to the other side, and staggered his breath, then frowned and muttered, "Why are you so unlucky?"

It's my bad luck, okay?Cangyu expressed dissatisfaction in her heart.

"Brother Yun, you are sick, let me take a look!" Cang Yu stood up holding the back of her head, sat on the bow and reached out to grab Yun Zhuohua's sleeve, "I know medicine, so I can help you take a look."

"I don't know if I'm sick or not, and you still need to tell me?" Yun Zhuohua pulled out his sleeve angrily, shook it hard, and walked forward.

(End of this chapter)