Chapter 26 She is like a very obedient little rabbit



Chapter 26 She is like a very obedient little rabbit

Pinch him?!

Meng Shiyi gradually opened her eyes, immediately loosened her grip, and pursed her lips slightly:

"Oh, sorry..."

The sound was soft, sweet and moving, like a gentle breeze passing through a stream, carrying a hint of the freshness of fruit tea.

He Xilou frowned, and the tone in his eyes gradually darkened.

In summer, people wear very little clothes, just one or two thin layers, and the fabric rubs against their skin gently.

The feeling on my back gradually became clearer.

The tip of his nose was filled with the girl's fresh camellia fragrance, and on his back he could clearly feel her soft body, especially those two plump breasts... which were as soft as cotton.

There was almost no gap, and it was pressed tightly against his back.

But Meng Shiyi hadn't noticed it yet. She didn't dare to move and just lay on his back obediently, always worried that he was tired.

She is just like a little white rabbit, very well-behaved, simple, beautiful, and very easy to trust others.

One day, you will be eaten until not even a bone is left.

He Xilou narrowed his eyes slightly, and a feeling of tightness welled up in his throat...

Meng Shiyi and He Xilou stayed at the stream for a long time and were the last to reach the top of the mountain.

When they were approaching the top of the mountain, Meng Shiyi got off He Xilou's back and whispered "thank you".

The two of them gathered with the crowd, one in front and one behind.

Pretend nothing ambiguous happened just now.

But Meng Huaili noticed something was wrong and frowned slightly: "Xilou, why are you the last one to come up?"

Meng Shiyi stood behind her brother, her eyes flickering slightly, trying to remain calm.

He Xilou glanced at her inadvertently, with a smile on his face, and spoke leisurely:

"I met a lame rabbit on the road. It was pitiful. Please help her out of kindness."

"Rabbit?" Lu Shijie suddenly came over, scratched his head, and looked puzzled. "Are there still rabbits on this mountain?"

He Xilou hummed softly, put one hand in his pocket, and glanced at Meng Shiyi's face lightly, with a meaningful look:

“How could there not be~”

“…” Meng Shiyi was silent.

It seemed to have become an unspoken secret between the two of them.

Meng Shiyi pursed her lips, feeling a little guilty.

It's as if they are having an affair.

Maybe it was because he was too close to He Xilou before, massaging her legs and carrying her up the mountain.

Meng Shiyi could hardly control her beating heartbeat.

It’s like secretly tasting the sweetest honey, and the whole world around becomes beautiful.

But after tasting it, she didn't dare to savor it any longer, for fear that the love in her eyes would burst out and be discovered by others...

The evening's proceedings were simple. Everyone had a barbecue on the top of the mountain and formed a circle to celebrate Lu Shijie's birthday.

Lu Shijie solemnly put on his golden birthday hat and made a wish to the big cream cake, mumbling like a spell:

"I hope I don't get sick this year, I hope I don't fail my exams this year, I hope I get rich and lose weight this year, I hope I'm single this year, I hope I... I hope..."

He Xilou interrupted him and hit the nail on the head: "So many wishes, you're quite greedy."

The other boys burst into laughter: "It won't work if you say it out loud, hahaha!"

Meng Shiyi sat next to Meng Huaili, far away from He Xilou.

She lowered her head, ate the cake obediently, and watched them play quietly.

Everyone was having a great time. After setting up the tent, the boys said they didn't plan to sleep and wanted to play cards all night long, playing all kinds of cards.

At half past ten in the evening, Sheng Wan lay down in the tent and covered herself with a small quilt. She was extremely tired and her stomach was uncomfortable.

Meng Shiyi brought her a cup of hot water and fed it to her.

Sheng Wan lay there weakly, pinching her cheeks. "Shiyi baby, you're so nice. I can't wait to sleep with you, hehe, come in quickly~"

"Wait a moment," Meng Shiyi said, carrying her small crossbody bag. "I'm going to the marriage tree to make a wish."

Sheng Wan is a non-marriage advocate. She was once heartbroken by a scumbag and decided to lock herself away from love ever since.

In addition, she felt unwell, so she had to lie down first: "Then come back early, I'll wait for you in the bed~"

Meng Shiyi nodded: "Yeah!"

She also bought some red silk for making wishes at the foot of the mountain, which had to be hung on a tree for the wishes to come true.

During the day, there are a lot of people around the Marriage Tree, and there are long queues, making it almost impossible to squeeze in.

Moreover, Lu Shijie and his group of boys didn't seem interested in this and had no intention of going to watch.

In Lu Shijie's words: "I've begged so many times, and there's been no response. This is simply a lie to me! I won't beg you again!"

But Meng Shiyi is still willing to believe it...

Not far away, He Xilou was sitting on the lawn, looking bored, with one of his long legs slightly bent.

He held a dozen playing cards between his slender fingertips and played a beautiful straight.

The boy next to him widened his eyes: "Amazing, winning ten games in a row?!"

Lu Shijie and He Xilou were on the same team, carried away by their strength, with a look of triumph on their faces:

"Of course not. When has our Xilou brother ever lost?"

He Xilou raised his eyes slightly and saw a little girl quietly leaving, not knowing where she was going.

After the round ended, he won the game without any surprise. He stood up and said lazily:

"No more fighting."

Jiang Yue was sorting the cards. Seeing him stand up, he asked in confusion, "What are you doing so late at night?"

He Xilou half-jokingly said, "If you can't get over it, go jump off a cliff."

After saying that, he casually walked away.

“…” The boys were silent.

Lu Shijie burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! I didn't expect that He Xilou would always speak so humorously."

Meng Huaili finished boiling the water and returned to his seat. He said calmly, "That's because he really thought about committing suicide before."

"Ah?" Lu Shijie stopped laughing and became serious. "Really?"

Meng Huaili lowered his eyes: "Yeah."

He Xilou's identity was actually quite bad. He had suffered from severe depression and mental illness, and he was like a puppet shrouded in a haze, without any vitality.

I almost committed suicide...

The night was thick and dark, the moon climbed above the treetops, pouring out a lingering silver light. The sky was covered with heavy clouds, and not a single star could be seen.

Meng Shiyi walked through the quiet path and stopped in front of the marriage tree.

This tree has gone through hundreds of years and is full of traces of time. Its branches and leaves are lush and hung with fiery red silk and prayer boards.

As the evening breeze blows, the "ding ding dang dang" sound tells beautiful love stories.

The lower branches were already covered with prayer cards, leaving no space at all, and no place to start.

There was no one around, and no chairs or anything to put your feet on.

Meng Shiyi was worried.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound, like the squeaking sound of stepping on leaves.

Her eyelashes trembled and she turned around suddenly to look.

He Xilou was half leaning against a small tree next to him. The outline of his profile was clear, and the lines of his neck and Adam's apple were smooth and clear.

She has a lazy and uninhibited temperament, and exudes an irresistible charm from head to toe.

The man was staring at her quietly, his lips curled into a smile that seemed to be neither a smile nor a smile.

Meng Shiyi's breathing was slightly stagnant, and she was shocked. Her dark eyes were a little confused, and she asked softly:

"Brother Xilou, why are you here?"

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