Zhou Nuo sensed a flirtatious undertone in Zhao Cheng's words.
But she knew that Zhao Cheng was right!
Below were deadly sharp wooden stakes. His hand was being held by Zhao Cheng, and his life was in Zhao Cheng's hands. He was too passive.
"Give me some strength, let me lend you some leverage!" Zhou Nuo said helplessly.
Zhao Cheng asked, "Are you talking to me?"
"Nonsense! Who else could it be but you??"
"So what was your childhood nickname?"
"Don't go too far! I'll just drag you down with me and we'll die together!!!"
Seeing that Zhou Nuo was truly angry, Zhao Cheng grew increasingly fond of him.
The four maids, Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter, were his servants and naturally obeyed his every word. Although Yang Cai'e and Chen Fei'er had some tempers, they also became increasingly obedient because they needed him to make a fortune.
Zhao Cheng felt something was missing.
Zhou Nuo is different.
Unruly, with a fierce and wild temperament, and fun to be around!
Seeing Zhao Cheng start to exert force, Zhou Nuo gritted his teeth, used the momentum to scoot upwards, and grabbed Zhao Cheng's waist.
The rattan became unstable, and Zhao Cheng's body swayed. Zhou Nuo lost his balance and his face crashed directly into Zhao Cheng's arms.
Zhao Cheng took a deep breath, brought his nose close to Zhou Nuo's ear, and said, "It smells so good..."
"Indecent!" Zhou Nuo pulled his head out and shouted, "What kind of time is this to talk about such things!"
Zhao Cheng cautioned, "Don't get angry. If this vine breaks, we're all doomed."
"Then shut your mouth!"
"Oh, I see... I was planning to sing you a song to help you relieve stress, what a pity."
"You can sing?"
Zhao Cheng immediately began singing: "You ask me how deep my love is, how much I love you, think about it, look around, the moon represents my heart..."
"Stop, stop, stop! This is too cheesy!!"
Zhou Nuo blushed slightly and said, "But the melody is quite nice, let's change it."
"Just because I glanced at you in the crowd, I could never forget your face. I dreamed that one day we might meet again by chance, and from then on, I began to miss you in solitude..."
"Change to another song!"
"Shout out to the sky, say 'I love you.' Tell the wandering white clouds, 'I miss you.' Let the sky hear, let the white clouds see..."
"Change!"
"The most romantic thing I can imagine is growing old with you, collecting every bit of laughter along the way, and reminiscing about it later when we're sitting in rocking chairs..."
"stop!!!"
Zhou Nuo's face was already bright red; he felt his heart couldn't take it anymore.
Zhao Cheng was close enough to feel the warmth on her face and the rapid beating of her heart. He felt pleased and expressed his gratitude to the lyricists.
"I want to stay like this, holding your hand and never letting go..."
"Stop singing!" Zhou Nuo immediately shouted.
Zhao Cheng asked doubtfully, "What, doesn't it sound good?"
Zhou Nuo took a deep breath to calm himself down and said, "You sang very well, but don't sing it again!"
Zhao Cheng: "..."
"What exactly do you do, a wandering poet?"
"That's right! You're amazing, you guessed it right away!"
"I don't believe you! You said this morning that you were a descendant of the Maoshan School!"
"Oh...that's for scaring away bandits."
"Don't give out your ID number randomly again. You almost got shot to death by my arrow, you know?"
Seeing Zhou Nuo's annoyed tone, Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "I'm so touched that you actually care about me!"
"How can you be so shameless! I just didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately!"
"So you shot an arrow at me because you heard I was from the Maoshan Sect?"
"Yes, all the people of Wentai deserve to die."
Zhao Cheng took Zhou Nuo's attitude toward Wen Tai to heart, but did not delve into the details. Instead, he continued to look at Zhou Nuo with a lecherous gaze and said, "We're in the same boat now. Tell me your childhood name."
"You're dreaming!"
Boom boom—
As soon as the words were spoken, the mountain suddenly shook twice, and some small stones fell down, causing the two people under the vines to sway.
Zhao Cheng subconsciously put his arm around Zhou Nuo's waist as well.
One person is hugging and shouting.
When two people are embracing each other, it's called a hug.
Zhou Nuo felt offended and instinctively drew the dagger from his waist, holding it to Zhao Cheng's neck.
Zhao Cheng said, "I admit I'm taking advantage of you, but this way you're safer."
Zhou Nuo pressed down on Zhao Cheng's shoulder, rubbed against him, and then grabbed the rattan cane as well.
"Now I'll kill you, let you fall, and lighten the weight of the vines. That's the safest thing for me!"
Zhou Nuo pressed Zhao Cheng's shoulder too hard just now, causing the vine to fall down a little more and shake even more violently.
"It seems these vines won't last much longer."
Zhao Cheng sighed, "You're right, there's no need for both of us to die together."
Seeing Zhao Cheng suddenly become serious, Zhou Nuo frowned, feeling somewhat unaccustomed to it.
"Your brother and sister haven't come down to rescue us yet. Something must have happened to them. We can only save ourselves."
Zhao Cheng looked at Zhou Nuo with deep affection and said tenderly, "What is love in this world that makes people willing to die for it? Heroine... you must live on..."
As he spoke, Zhao Cheng suddenly loosened his grip on the rattan cane.
hiss!
Zhou Nuo gasped, thinking to himself, "Is this guy crazy?"
I was just kidding!
You actually dared to loosen it?!
Zhou Nuo hugged Zhao Cheng tightly around the waist and pulled him close to his chest.
As the vines swayed, Zhao Cheng lost control of his body and touched Zhou Nuo's lips with his own.
"This really wasn't intentional!" Zhao Cheng quickly explained.
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