Chapter 503: Leng Yanli Extra 2
But when the members of the swimming team passed by the stream, they suddenly seemed to have discovered something interesting and started to make a noise, whistling at several girls who were squatting on the stone steps washing clothes.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Summer is already hot, and these adolescent young people are always looking for ways to vent their dissatisfaction with coming to this small village.
Leng Yanli frowned and quickened his pace. He hated this kind of frivolous teasing the most and wanted to get away from this noisy scene as soon as possible.
Just as he was about to walk past the Crescent Moon Pond, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a solitary figure out of the corner of his eye and stopped abruptly.
The girl was barefoot, with a pair of tender white feet, stepping carefully on the bluestone slabs. The instep of her feet formed a beautiful curve, and her toes were curled up as if she was afraid of the heat.
She was wearing a pair of indigo blue coarse cloth trousers with the legs rolled up to her knees, revealing a small part of her calves.
The calf was immersed in the ripples of the pond, as white as the finest bone china, and even the blood vessels under the skin were faintly visible, with a faint blue color.
At this moment, she was lowering her head, concentrating on beating the blue shirt in her hands.
As the hammer rose and fell, the water in the pond was splashed with a series of tiny drops of water, which sparkled with silver light in the sunlight.
The wild gardenia pinned in her hair was in full bloom, and the petals fluttered down with the movement. One petal swayed and spun slowly, and just landed on the surface of the pond where Leng Yanli was about to jump into the water.
"Make way." Leng Yanli's voice suddenly sounded, with a hint of deliberate coldness, and as cool as being fished out of ice water.
The sudden sound scared the girl. She raised her head suddenly and her eyes met Leng Yanli's.
Leng Yanli suddenly felt as if his heart was gently hit by something.
He stared into the girl's eyes, which were a pair of extremely bright peach blossom eyes. As her eyes moved, it seemed as if they were soaked in the moisture of a pond, and as if they were filled with the light of the entire starry sky.
I was startled by his sudden voice and ripples appeared at the corners of my eyes, and even the pupils of my eyes trembled slightly.
With a "bang", the wooden hammer in her hand was not held firmly and hit the bluestone slab heavily.
Along with the crisp sound of impact, the indigo dye flowed freely along the texture of the cloth like a disturbed elf.
Like a drop of thick ink, it suddenly broke into the lake of his heart that had been silent for eighteen years.
In an instant, huge, indescribable ripples appeared on the surface of the lake, spreading out in circles, as if to completely disturb Leng Yanli's heart.
The girl was obviously frightened by this sudden situation. She moved to the side in panic, trying to avoid the spreading dye.
But perhaps because she was nervous or because the ground was too slippery, her ankle stumbled on the mossy stone and her body suddenly fell backwards.
Leng Yanli reached out almost instinctively and accurately grabbed her slender wrist.
The skin touched by the fingertips was warm and cool, with the bitter scent of soapberries and the moistness of the pond water. It was like a handful of spring water just drawn up from a well, clear and pure.
But this wonderful feeling only lasted for a moment.
Leng Yanli quickly retracted his hand as if he was burned by fire.
But the touch of the fingertips seemed to leave a burning mark on his fingertips, and the burning sensation spread along his blood vessels and climbed up to his heart.
Even his ears began to feel hot.
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