Jiang Yao really didn't cry. These were painful physiological tears, the uncontrollable kind.
"My. My feet."
Su Qianji realized something was wrong and hurried forward: "What's wrong with your foot?"
Jiang Yao said aggrievedly: "I twisted it."
Su Qianji gritted his teeth: "What use can you be?"
Jiang Yao is the only one who can twist herself just by standing up.
"Will I get sprained if you don't scare me?"
"You scared yourself."
Su Qianji's voice was cold, but he squatted down honestly and lifted the hem of her clothes with his noble fingers.
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment as he watched the man's actions, and suddenly remembered that this personality had neither mysophobia nor obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"Damn it."
The man suddenly cursed.
Jiang Yao's neck shrank: "What did I do to you?"
She didn't even say a word.
Su Qianji was angry. His spiritual power was controlled by that person and he was unable to heal her sprained ankle.
"I didn't say you."
Jiang Yao sobbed twice and looked around. It was a desolate place. The horses had all run back home. Now there were only the two of them in this vast green field.
I took a look at my ankle and it wasn't particularly serious, but I couldn't walk, otherwise my foot would be broken if I walked back.
"that."
"Don't expect me to carry you." The man said coldly, "You did this on your own, so walk on your own."
After saying that, he ignored her and walked ahead.
Jiang Yao pouted pitifully. There was no stick on the lawn for her to support herself. How could she walk?
In order to save her leg, she chose to walk by hopping.
Su Qianji was filled with rage. The moment he turned around, he saw the elongated shadow of the sunset, and behind his shadow, a small figure was jumping up and down.
It was a particularly awkward action, but it looked particularly cute on Jiang Yao.
He couldn't help laughing and slowed down his pace. His eyes were always on the shadow, and his smile grew deeper as the shadow jumped up and down.
Jiang Yao couldn't keep jumping on one leg for long. She soon ran out of strength. She was about to stop and rest when she saw a pair of black shoes and boots.
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, his body unstable and he reflexively landed on his injured foot.
After taking a deep breath, she lifted her feet and fell forward unsteadily.
After feeling a pair of hands around her waist, she looked up blankly and noticed that the man looked a little speechless.
Maybe he thought she couldn't even stand steadily.
In order to steady her, Su Qianji took two steps back, accidentally stepped on his robe, and fell straight to the ground.
What happened next completely changed Jiang Yao's worldview.
The cliché in TV dramas that she used to complain about, where the hero and heroine would kiss each other as soon as they fell, now actually happened to her.
She had no choice but to believe this routine.
Jiang Yao stared at the man standing so close to her with wide eyes, and the man's face was also full of shock.
She felt a little bit mocking.
He just said righteously that he didn't want to kiss me, but now he comes up to me on his own initiative.
Jiang Yao's head was buzzing. She supported herself on the ground with her hands and quickly moved away from the man's lips.
"I didn't mean to do that. It was an accident."
She didn't want to be misunderstood by the man, so she quickly explained.
The man looked at her from bottom to top with a burning gaze: "Yaoyao."
His voice was a little hoarse.
Jiang Yao's heart trembled, and she felt something was wrong. She wanted to get up but found that the man's hand was tightly holding her waist, and she could not move.
"Qianji, let me go."
"I don't want to let go."
He didn't want to let go and just wanted to hold her like this.
When they met for the first time, he had the intention of playing with her because he could hear her inner voice. He admitted that when he found that he could not hear it this time, he was a little angry and even did not want to have anything to do with her.
But when he saw those fox eyes blinking at him, his heart was no longer his own.
The tone is wrong, the atmosphere is too dangerous.
Jiang Yao panicked and struggled again.
Suddenly, the world spun around and her position changed from above to below.
There was a hint of heat in the man's narrow eyes as he stared at her deeply.
"Um... Chitose, you need to calm down..."
The man's Adam's apple rolled and his eyes narrowed: "Jiang Yao, you provoked me first."
Jiang Yao: “?” Why does he look like a domineering CEO?
She opened her mouth to retort, but the man took advantage of the opportunity.
There was only the man's face in her wide-open eyes, and the coolness on his lips was very strong.
This was the second time Suku Chiji kissed her. The first time, she was the one who took the initiative. At that time, she was too nervous to find the needle and had no other feelings about the kiss.
But today was different. The man gave her time to react. The kiss started out tender and lingering, then slowly became violent.
Something exploded in Jiang Yao's mind. She forgot how to react, what to say, and even forgot to push the man away.
The kiss became deeper and deeper, and the atmosphere became more and more ambiguous.
Jiang Yao closed her eyes without knowing when, and her hand unconsciously climbed up the man's neck.
When things got out of control, Su Qianji found that the responses he had originally had suddenly disappeared.
He reluctantly separated from the girl for a moment, and was so angry when he saw her.
She actually fell asleep during this long breath.
"Jiang Yao."
The man gritted his teeth and pounded his fist down on the grass.
"Damn it."
She was asleep, but what about him? The atmosphere had been building up for most of the time, but suddenly it stopped.
Although he was angry, Su Qianji still carefully picked up the person and walked towards the tribe along with the sunset.
Su Qianji thought a lot along the way. He didn't have many opportunities to go out in his life, but every time he did, he had to do something big.
But these two times, I wasted my time on the little woman in my arms.
If this had happened in the past, people who delayed his work would have died at his hands countless times.
But Jiang Yao...
This little woman couldn't be beaten or scolded. She started crying as soon as she raised her hand.
He had never seen a little woman who could cry so much.
We finally arrived at the tribe, and it was already dark.
Su Qianji was in a dilemma. Where should he put this little woman?
"master?"
After Langqi sobered up, he looked for Su Qianji outside for the entire afternoon and finally saw him.
When Su Qianji saw him, the smile on his face instantly became strange: "Langqi?"
This sound made Lang Qi realize that the person in front of him was not his master. To be more precise, not entirely his master.
Lang Qi stared at him warily, his expression a little nervous: "What are you going to do?"
"do what?"
Su Qianji looked down and felt a little annoyed. He wanted to do something, but it was too late because the man fell asleep too quickly.
Lang Qi also noticed his eyes and started to panic. He had promised his master to protect Jiang Yao, but now Jiang Yao was in this man's hands.
He calmed himself down, pretending to be unaware, and then stepped forward: "Master, give Jiang Yao to me."
Su Qianji's pupils shrank, and murderous intent flashed across his face: "Take your dirty hands away."
Before Lang Qi could get close to Jiang Yao, he was forced to take several steps back by the spiritual power.
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