Chapter 34 Come here quickly, I bought it especially for you.



For fear of hurting Tang Xili, Yong Zhixu did not actually jump at her, but jumped to the open space twenty centimeters in front of her.

When he landed, he stumbled and naturally grabbed Tang Xili's forearm with one hand and held it tightly.

"Miss Tangxi, thank you." After standing firmly, he thanked calmly and politely.

But inside, he was so excited: It’s true, there’s no discomfort, he’s really okay!

You can pursue her without any scruples!

"You're welcome," Tang Xili had no idea that he was celebrating in his heart. Her cold eyes fell on his big hand that was gently supporting her arm.

The man's hands were slender and well-proportioned, white and flawless, and his nails were neatly trimmed and clean.

The fingertips and joints are a thin pink and full of tension.

However, her focus was not on how beautiful his hands were, but on the warmth of his palms.

She was indeed running a fever. His palms were very hot, much higher than her body temperature.

Little did she know that it was not the man's body temperature that was high, but that she was too cold.

I have had cold hands and feet since I was a child.

She lowered her head, her eyes fell on his right foot, and asked uncertainly, "Did you sprain your ankle?"

Yong Zhixu withdrew his hand from her forearm, moved his ankle, and smiled sheepishly, "It was just a sprain, but it's okay."

As if to prove it, he took a step forward.

As soon as I put my foot flat and applied force, I felt a pain like an electric shock.

He looked back at the place where he fell, and there was a very small pit.

When I jumped down just now, I was so focused on giving it one last try that I didn't even pay attention to whether the ground was flat.

Maybe this is the retribution for having evil intentions.

Seeing that he really sprained his ankle, Tang Xili suggested, "Take a break, maybe it won't hurt anymore."

Anyway, there are still two hours until lunch time, so it’s not too late to wait.

However, the weather was not good, and a muffled thunder suddenly came from the sky.

Yong Zhixu looked up and saw dark clouds in the northeast rushing towards the southwest at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was a sudden silence all around, a kind of quietness before a storm.

"It's going to rain, Miss Tangxi, please go first."

There was an unbreakable coldness in Tang Xili's eyes. "What about you?"

"I'm leaving too." The man had a gentle smile on his lips. "But I might not be as fast as you and would hold you back. You go first."

He didn't want to get sick in the rain because of his personal problems the first time he was alone with the girl he liked.

"Hurry up." He urged as he heard the rumbling thunder coming closer and closer.

"Okay." Seeing his firm attitude, Tang Xili bent down and picked up two baskets of lychees. "Then I'll go first. I'll ask Chen Zui to pick you up."

"good."

"Boom--" Another muffled sound came from the sky.

A strong wind suddenly blew up, causing the grass and trees to sway and the sand and dust to fly.

Seeing that it was going to rain, the tourists who were picking lychees in other places in Gongyuan began to rush to the main gate in a hurry.

Tang Xili was almost at the door when she heard the chaotic footsteps behind her and looked back.

Pedestrians were hurrying, and at the end of the winding path, a man was walking towards this side.

His steps were slow because of his sprained ankle, but still graceful.

Even though it was about to rain, he did not lose his composure at all.

Just like a young man walking out of a painting, hidden among the ancient trees, his body like flowing clouds, his figure like the bright moon, calm and peaceful.

Perhaps noticing that she was looking at him, the man also looked over and smiled softly at her from a distance.

Tang Xili lowered her eyes and continued walking.

The B&B is not far from here, only about seven or eight hundred meters away.

But the rain waits for no one.

As soon as the Tangxi pears left the tribute garden, heavy rain came right after.

The white rain fell like jumping beads, fast and fast. In a blink of an eye, the whole world was flooded by rain.

Tourists on the street started running with bamboo baskets on their heads, and those with umbrellas immediately opened them.

Tang Xili likes rain. When it rains on weekdays, she will slow down, step on the rain flowers, and enjoy the rain slowly.

But today, with two baskets of lychees in my hands, I don’t feel like eating.

She caught a glimpse of a small shop on the street, her eyes fixed on it, and she turned and walked towards the shop.

A minute later, Tang Xili came out of the store with an umbrella and walked into the rain.

Not far along the road, she saw Yong Zhixu.

The man had just walked out of the gate of Gongyuan.

His hair and clothes were soaked, and his well-defined chest and abdominal muscles were faintly visible under the translucent white shirt.

The short hair was dripping with water and fell down, giving a sad and desolate feeling.

Perhaps he hadn't expected Tang Xili to come back, so the man shuddered slightly, a little surprised, "Miss Tang Xi, why are you back?"

Tang Xili walked up to him without saying a word, took off the packaging bag of the umbrella, tore open the felt, and held the umbrella over his head.

"Take it." Her voice was cold, without any warmth.

Yong Zhixu didn't take it. "You gave it to me, what do you use it for?"

"I don't need it." Tang Xili poked the umbrella handle in front of him, "Hurry and take it. I bought it especially for you."

"Bought it specially for me?" Yong Zhixu was stunned, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand to take the umbrella.

He was about to say something, but the next second, the girl who bought him the umbrella turned around and walked into the rain.

The slender figure looks lonely and frail in the vast mist.

Yong Zhixu took two quick steps until he was shoulder to shoulder with her, and tilted the umbrella towards her. "Miss Tangxi, if you don't mind, let's go together."

"I mind." Tang Xili said bluntly, "I don't like using an umbrella, you can use it yourself."

The cold words pierced Yong Zhixu's heart.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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