Chapter 1269
"What are you doing?" she chuckled
He turned over and dismounted, led the horse to approach her step by step: "take you home."
Her heart was warm, her cheeks were flushed, and she gradually sent out the hot temperature, "Oh!"
He has always been a good talker, but every time he faces him, he will become poor in words.
He took the medicine box in her hand, took the girl sitting on the horse and walked towards the gate step by step.
"You don't come up?" After a long walk, she couldn't help it.
Wan Kun looked back at her. He couldn't see his expression in the dark night, only his eyes were as bright as stars.
"It's a long night with a beautiful companion, a slow road, and a happy heart."
She chuckled, clearly the soft words of lovers. She said it from his mouth, but there was a certain stereotype of the teacher. I don't know how long this sentence has been pondered in his mind.
She looked up at the sky, and a cloud kept sliding over the curved moon, bright and dark. "If it were a heavy rain now, you wouldn't have this leisure."
Wan Kun said: "that only proves that tomorrow is fair or not, and it has nothing to do with me, and my mind will not change because of a rain."
As soon as the words fall, a sullen thunder blows in the open air. In the summer night, this thunder is not strange. Generally, shortly after the thunder, the wind will start to blow, followed by heavy rain.
It's the kind of rain that can splash every drop of rain on your body.
Wan Kun shook his head: "as expected, heaven is not beautiful."
He turned around and walked to the side of the horse, stepped on the back of the horse, naturally read the text into his arms, a familiar fragrance of Magnolia came into his nose, quietly sighed, why he was only 13 years old, why he was only 13 years old.
The dark top of his hair was close to his eyes. He bent his head and printed a kiss on the soft black hair, which was almost imperceptible.
It's almost imperceptible, not totally imperceptible. Nianwen knows what he just did, but he pretends to be ignorant. His eyes are fixed on the front, and his body leans forward stiffly to maintain the distance with him. But after the horse starts to run, the distance can't exist at all. Her back is constantly bumping and rubbing his chest, which is burning The hot body temperature from the back to her whole body, making all the blood around her boil.
The result of blood boiling is that it's hot, it's very hot.
Even if the big raindrops hit her, they could not quench the heat.
When the horse ran to the gate, it was closed and they were all wet.
Wan Kun got off his horse and clapped at the door. The clapping was drowned in the roaring thunder. Even he could not hear the clapping. No one responded to him at all.
Nianwen also got off the horse. His wet and cold clothes were clinging to his body, which made him feel uncomfortable.
"What to do?" She asked.
Wan Kun said, "it seems that we can't enter the city tonight. Let's go to the post station." There is a post not far away.
Nianwen looks at the wall with wide eyes. With her and wankun's Kung Fu, it's not difficult to go over. It's just that it doesn't seem very good. If the soldiers guarding the city can see it, it's even more difficult to explain.
"Well, go to the post station." She nodded.
When they got on the horse again, Wan Kun put the wet robe on her head, which could keep off the rain.
As soon as she wanted to say no, he had already pushed his horse to gallop, and refused to give her a chance to refuse at all.
He turned over and dismounted, led the horse to approach her step by step: "take you home."
Her heart was warm, her cheeks were flushed, and she gradually sent out the hot temperature, "Oh!"
He has always been a good talker, but every time he faces him, he will become poor in words.
He took the medicine box in her hand, took the girl sitting on the horse and walked towards the gate step by step.
"You don't come up?" After a long walk, she couldn't help it.
Wan Kun looked back at her. He couldn't see his expression in the dark night, only his eyes were as bright as stars.
"It's a long night with a beautiful companion, a slow road, and a happy heart."
She chuckled, clearly the soft words of lovers. She said it from his mouth, but there was a certain stereotype of the teacher. I don't know how long this sentence has been pondered in his mind.
She looked up at the sky, and a cloud kept sliding over the curved moon, bright and dark. "If it were a heavy rain now, you wouldn't have this leisure."
Wan Kun said: "that only proves that tomorrow is fair or not, and it has nothing to do with me, and my mind will not change because of a rain."
As soon as the words fall, a sullen thunder blows in the open air. In the summer night, this thunder is not strange. Generally, shortly after the thunder, the wind will start to blow, followed by heavy rain.
It's the kind of rain that can splash every drop of rain on your body.
Wan Kun shook his head: "as expected, heaven is not beautiful."
He turned around and walked to the side of the horse, stepped on the back of the horse, naturally read the text into his arms, a familiar fragrance of Magnolia came into his nose, quietly sighed, why he was only 13 years old, why he was only 13 years old.
The dark top of his hair was close to his eyes. He bent his head and printed a kiss on the soft black hair, which was almost imperceptible.
It's almost imperceptible, not totally imperceptible. Nianwen knows what he just did, but he pretends to be ignorant. His eyes are fixed on the front, and his body leans forward stiffly to maintain the distance with him. But after the horse starts to run, the distance can't exist at all. Her back is constantly bumping and rubbing his chest, which is burning The hot body temperature from the back to her whole body, making all the blood around her boil.
The result of blood boiling is that it's hot, it's very hot.
Even if the big raindrops hit her, they could not quench the heat.
When the horse ran to the gate, it was closed and they were all wet.
Wan Kun got off his horse and clapped at the door. The clapping was drowned in the roaring thunder. Even he could not hear the clapping. No one responded to him at all.
Nianwen also got off the horse. His wet and cold clothes were clinging to his body, which made him feel uncomfortable.
"What to do?" She asked.
Wan Kun said, "it seems that we can't enter the city tonight. Let's go to the post station." There is a post not far away.
Nianwen looks at the wall with wide eyes. With her and wankun's Kung Fu, it's not difficult to go over. It's just that it doesn't seem very good. If the soldiers guarding the city can see it, it's even more difficult to explain.
"Well, go to the post station." She nodded.
When they got on the horse again, Wan Kun put the wet robe on her head, which could keep off the rain.
As soon as she wanted to say no, he had already pushed his horse to gallop, and refused to give her a chance to refuse at all.