Chapter 54054 Looks like a madman

Chapter 54

Hearing the hint of expectation in Qi Jingyan's tone, Meng Yuning was shocked at his good hearing and almost dropped her jaw in shock.

A picture emerged in her mind: she was standing on the back of the majestic King Shen, stepping on him...

She shook her head to get rid of the outrageous image.

Seeing her shaking her head, Qi Jingyan asked again, "A Ning, do you want to step on it?"

Meng Yuning clenched her fist and punched him on the back a few times: "I dare not step on it, otherwise if someone sees me, they will drag me out and beat me up."

Qi Jingyan wondered who would see her in the tent. Even if someone did, no one would dare to touch her without his permission, let alone do something as bizarre as beating her up.

Seeing that she was keeping it a secret, he turned back in disappointment and lay down: "Then, Ah Ning, you should beat me."

"Okay, I'll hit you. I'll hit you, hit you, hit you." Meng Yuning replied perfunctorily, and used a little force to hit him in circles on the back of his shoulders.

After making sure every part of her body was evenly hit with one or two punches, she was about to stop. But before she could stop, Qi Jingyan spoke again: "Did An Ning not eat enough tonight?"

Meng Yuning was confused by his sudden question: "Are you full? What's wrong?"

Qi Jingyan pinched his shoulder with his backhand: "Is An Ning afraid of hurting me and reluctant to use more force?"

Meng Yuning understood. This was a disguised way of saying that she was not strong enough. She rolled her eyes behind his back and said that she was not strong enough. Why didn't he say that he was thick-skinned?

Then he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and punched them twice: "What about this time?"

Qi Jingyan: "That's the strength."

"Okay, Your Highness, just wait and see." Meng Yuning responded cheerfully, but sneered in her heart, thinking, I'm going to beat you to death.

Then he rolled up his sleeves, swung his arms, and punched him hard on the back.

She wanted to beat him until he grimaced and begged for mercy, but she didn't expect that after beating him more than twenty times, he didn't seem to be hurt, but she was exhausted first, with sore arms and hands.

She stopped, tilted her head and moved closer to Qi Jingyan to look at his face, but instead of seeing the expected gritted teeth and endurance, she saw a pair of smiling eyes.

She immediately became angry and reached out to push his shoulder: "Your Highness, are you deliberately teasing me? It's so hot, look at me, I'm so tired that my forehead is covered in sweat."

As he spoke, he wiped the sweat off his forehead and held it out in front of him: "Look."

The little face, half hidden by her black hair, was tilted in front of him. Qi Jingyan resisted the urge to reach out and poke her puffed-up face. He smiled sullenly and turned his head to the other side: "A Ning, you've worked hard. It's my fault."

Seeing that his shoulders were shaking from laughing, she stretched out her foot, wanting to kick him twice, but because his leg was still broken, she could only gesture twice in the air and then retract her leg.

She stretched out her hand to grab the palm-leaf fan, but he had thrown it too far away. She stretched out her arm twice but couldn't reach it. So she said, "Give me the palm-leaf fan. I want to fan myself."

"I'll do it." Qi Jingyan held back his laughter, supported himself on the couch with his hands, turned over with difficulty, and sat up.

He reached out and took the two palm-leaf fans beside the tent, one in each hand, and fanned An Ning.

Meng Yuning felt the cool breeze and couldn't help but sigh that having great strength has its advantages, which is that it is suitable for fanning.

She pushed her loose hair behind her ears and tied it into a bun. Then her fingers flew around, twisting it here and there, and in a few seconds she tied her hair into a bun, revealing her slender white neck. She felt much cooler and her anger subsided a little.

Qi Jingyan saw how skillfully she tied her hair and couldn't help but ask curiously, "How did An Ning do it? Can you teach me?"

Meng Yuning thought about how Mu Yun and the others combed his hair every day, and how she had never seen him do it himself, so she didn't want to waste her energy. "Your Highness doesn't comb his hair himself, so there's no need to learn."

Qi Jingyan pointed at his hair, which had just been washed and was now loose. "It's really hot tonight. Ning looks cooler with it tied up like this. Why don't you help me tie it up too?"

Tying her hair into a bun was indeed cooler than letting it down, so she was willing to help. Meng Yuning nodded, "Okay, I'll help you."

As she spoke, she crawled on her knees to get behind him, took his hair in both hands, and pushed it all back. However, she found that his hair was too thick and too hard to be tied into a bun like her hair.

She grabbed the huge handful of hair, her eyes rolled, and she suddenly became malicious. She coaxed in a low voice: "Your Highness, let me comb your hair beautifully."

Qi Jingyan heard the gloating that could not be hidden in her joyful voice and found it funny, but he did not stop her. He wanted to see what tricks she would play, so he nodded and agreed.

Meng Yuning covered her mouth and laughed secretly, then picked up a strand of hair on his left side, divided it into three strands, and braided it into a small braid.

At the beginning, Qi Jingyan did not forget to fan himself. He held the fan in his right hand and fanned it a few times behind his left side, then changed to his left hand and fanned it twice behind his right side.

But as the nimble fingers behind his head shuttled through his hair, he felt a tingling sensation running down from the top of his head. It was a strange feeling, both bizarre and comfortable. His hand, which was fanning the palm-leaf fan, froze in the air and forgot to move for a moment.

As soon as the wind died down, Meng Yuning felt hot. She reached out and patted his arm, complaining softly, "Your Highness, you still need to comb your hair for a while. Don't be lazy."

"Okay." Qi Jingyan came back to his senses and continued fanning with a somewhat helpless look.

Meng Yuning continued braiding until she had braided the hair on both sides of his head into two braids, and then she stopped.

Qi Jingyan thought she had done it, so he reached back and touched it, then was taken aback: "Is this somewhat similar to Brother Ayang's hair?"

Meng Yuning: "It's different."

Su Yang's hair is the hairstyle of a Miao boy, with a hair tie and bells hung on it.

She styled his hair into a bridal bun that she had seen online before, and it looked absolutely beautiful with a hairpin.

She liked it so much at the time that she liked, collected and followed it, thinking that if she ever got married in the future, she would have this hairstyle.

Unexpectedly, she didn't use it herself, but now it was used by Qi Jingyan, hehe.

Meng Yuning was in a playful mood. She slapped Qi Jingyan's hand away and twisted the two braids on one side with the rest of the hair, trying to make it into a bridal hairstyle. However, she had no small clips to fix it or hairpins to use, so she couldn't do it at all.

In the end, they made his hairstyle into a Miao-style Taoist style.

Meng Yuning shook her sore arms twice, walked around to Qi Jingyan, held his shoulders and looked him over carefully.

The strange and unruly hairstyle made his already beautiful face look a bit evil, and he had a different style of handsomeness. Meng Yuning was stunned for a moment.

Qi Jingyan smiled, stretched out his thumb and rubbed the corner of the girl's slightly open mouth in front of him.

Meng Yuning came back to her senses and looked down at her hands: "What?"

Qi Jingyan said seriously, "Saliva."

Meng Yuning's old face turned red, and he sniffed and reached out to wipe it, but found nothing. Then he glared at Qi Jingyan.

Qi Jingyan was already leaning on the couch laughing.

She glared at him fiercely but couldn't help laughing.

After a while, they both went back to their seats and lay down. Meng Yuning felt sleepy, yawned, and mumbled in a low voice: "Your Highness, I will make you glutinous rice chicken tomorrow, okay?"

Qi Jingyan naturally agreed, and then said: "The weather is too hot. If An Ning doesn't want to move, let someone else do it."

Meng Yuning closed her eyes and waved her hands, looking fearless. "It's just a little bit hot, nothing special. I'm used to it."

Accustomed? On such a hot day, busy in the steaming kitchen, An Ning was actually used to it.

Qi Jingyan didn't respond. He was silent for a moment before saying, "A Ning, I'm on the road earlier. I'm sorry."

Everything was fine, why apologize again? Meng Yuning opened one eye and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you sorry?"

Qi Jingyan: "You have to cook for so many people and wash your and Yi'er's clothes. I was inconsiderate."

Meng Yuning thought he was apologizing for something, but upon hearing this, she closed her eyes with relief: "I'm idle anyway, so doing a little work can be considered stretching my muscles. It's not considered tiring."

Qi Jingyan: "Don't worry, An Ning, I won't be negligent again in the future."

Meng Yuning was almost dying of sleep. Seeing that he was talking about this little thing endlessly, she stretched out a hand through Yi'er and wanted to pat his arm twice, "Your Highness, nothing is wrong, go to sleep."

Unexpectedly, she didn't open her eyes, and her aim was not good, so she slapped him directly in the face.

The touch didn't feel right, so she quickly moved her hand down, but he grabbed it and pressed it against his face, patting it a few times. "A Ning, if I do something wrong in the future, you must remind me in time, just like this."

Meng Yuning was baffled by his strange movements and quickly pulled her hand back, perfunctorily replying, "Okay, okay, I'll remind you. It's the middle of the night, go to sleep quickly. We still have to make glutinous rice chicken tomorrow."

After muttering, he yawned loudly again, then closed his eyes, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Qi Jingyan: “…”

This girl, while talking, suddenly fell asleep. She is so heartless.

After a period of silence, Qi Jingyan picked up the palm-leaf fan with a helpless smile, and fanned the two people, one big and one small, who were sleeping soundly with their faces up at the sky, and began to do so tirelessly.

He didn't lie down until he felt that the two of them would not be woken up by the heat again. Before lying down, he reached out and touched his head, then closed his eyes with a smile.

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The next day.

Meng Yuning was woken up by a small hand.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Yi'er wiping the sweat off her face with his little hands. When he saw her open her eyes, Yi'er leaned into her arms with his eyes bent, "An Ning, you're awake."

Meng Yuning hugged the chubby little ball and rubbed it in her arms: "Catch a little bad guy."

Yi'er giggled and stretched out his two little paws: "Ah, ah, Yi'er is a little tiger."

Meng Yuning pretended to be frightened, threw him onto the blanket, and climbed out using all four limbs, shouting in an exaggerated voice: "Help! The little tiger is eating people!"

As soon as she climbed out of the tent, she saw Qi Jingyan, supporting his head with one hand, sitting sideways in a wheelchair, smiling at her.

She stopped immediately, looking surprised: "Your Highness, why are you still here?"

Qi Jingyan: "Where should I go?"

Meng Yuning pointed outside: "Don't you go out for a walk every day?"

Qi Jingyan didn't say anything, just smiled at her.

Yi'er crawled over to An Ning from behind, pointed at her brother's head, and said with a smile: "An Ning, brother can't go out today."

Meng Yuning was curious: "Why?"

Yi'er stretched out a finger and drew a crooked line in the air: "Brother's hair is curly, it's not decent, you can't go out."

Qi Jingyan cooperated by untying the headband on his head and letting his hair fall down. Sure enough, the hair on both sides of his head had become curly waves, and his entire head looked much larger than usual.

Meng Yuning was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was like this because of those braids last night.

She immediately covered her stomach and laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist: "Hahaha, Your Highness, you now, you now~" She was like a black-haired lion king.

But she didn't dare say this out loud, for fear of being beaten.

Qi Jingyan looked at the girl lying on the edge of the couch, holding her stomach with one hand and pointing at his head with the other, laughing so hard that she was out of breath. He couldn't help laughing and shook his head.

Although Yi'er didn't know why Aning suddenly laughed like this, seeing that she was so happy, he was also happy, clapping his hands, jumping three feet high, and laughing non-stop: "Hahaha~"

Seeing the little kid jumping up and down like a mole, constantly blocking his view, Qi Jingyan reached out with a hint of disgust and pushed the little boy aside.

He didn't expect that he didn't control the strength of his hands well and pushed Yi'er to the ground. Seeing Yi'er suddenly lying on the ground in a daze, he hurriedly grabbed the person's collar and lifted him up and put him away.

Yi'er was so angry that he clenched his little fist and hit his bad brother's arm twice. Not satisfied with that, he ran behind him and punched him twice on the back. Only then did he feel relieved.

Then he walked around to An Ning's side, and continued to jump and dance, following An Ning: "Hahaha~"

Seeing Yi'er like this, Meng Yuning couldn't stop laughing.

Qi Jingyan supported his chin with one hand, with a head full of curly hair and a smile on his lips, quietly looking at the two people, one big and one small, who looked like they were crazy.

He waited until the girl had stopped laughing and groaned, clutching her stomach, before he spoke softly, "A Ning, I really can't go out like this. I'll have to trouble you to wash my hair for me."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked out the window: "The sun is shining brightly now. Go have breakfast first, then help me wash in the yard."

Meng Yuning was clapping her cheeks, which were so sore from laughing, and was stunned when she heard this: "Ah? I wash?"