Xie Zhao lifted Cheng Yaoyao on his back and walked forward steadily. Xie Zhao's back was broad and warm, giving people an infinite sense of security. Cheng Yaoyao put his hands around Xie Zhao's neck and buried his face in his shoulder. The wounds on his skin no longer bled, and the surging yang energy became gentle and harmonious. Cheng Yaoyao sniffed Xie Zhao like a cat smelling catnip, and his toes curled up in comfort.
Xie Zhao's ears were dyed red, and beads of sweat rolled down the back of his neck. He lifted Cheng Yaoyao up and said, "Sister, don't move around, or you'll slip."
This forest is in the process of recuperation, and no one has been here for several years. Beams of sunlight fall from the treetops, and huge dead trees fall to the ground. Mosses and wood fungus grow on the trunks, and many fungi and ferns grow in clusters under the roots of the trees. It is easy to slip if you step deep or shallow.
Xie Zhao was carrying a little kid on his back, so he walked very carefully. The little white cat was running freely on the tree trunk, chasing the squirrels that occasionally appeared in the forest, leaving small plum-shaped footprints on the moss. Stubbornly chasing after it, it obviously didn't get any exercise during its absence from home, and it was still a rich second-generation dandy cat. It slipped several times, and its orange-white fur was dirty. The last time, its paw got stuck in a tree branch, and it cried out.
Xie Zhao stretched out his hand to help pull it out, but the stubborn boy kicked Xie Zhao in anger.
Cheng Yaoyao said angrily: "Who are you trying to show your disgrace to? Just let it get stuck here!"
"Yeah! Yeah!" He raised his chubby face stubbornly and retorted boldly.
Cheng Yaoyao immediately drove Xie Zhao away, leaving Jianjian like a cat stuck on a tree trunk, looking confused.
The sound of water splashing came from the front. Xie Zhao carried Cheng Yaoyao on his back and walked forward. Suddenly, the scene in front of him became clear.
A clear stream, with green reeds growing along the riverbank, the water flows happily through the reeds. Cheng Yaoyao recognizes this place, and a dozen meters ahead is the slope where they pick Qingming vegetables.
Cheng Yaoyao said: "So that little house is so close!"
A hint of hostility flashed across Xie Zhao's eyes.
There is a large area of deep forest behind Tianshui Village. The seemingly peaceful forest is full of dangers and the terrain is complex. If you are not careful, you may get lost. Villagers and children usually pick mushrooms and wild vegetables only on the outer edge, and few people go deep into the forest.
Every spring when logging begins, only strong villagers go into the forest in groups, led by experienced elders. The mud huts are used by loggers to rest while guarding the wood. Sometimes hunters come into the forest to hunt and stay overnight.
The hut seemed close to the slope, but there was a curving orchard in between. However, once Cheng was found missing, everyone would habitually go to the nearby large field and orchard to look for him, thus delaying the best time to rescue him.
Cheng Nuonuo had obviously planned this for a long time, and was able to find such a hidden place. If the little cat hadn't informed him, even an experienced hunter like Xie Zhao would have had difficulty finding Cheng Yaoyao in the first place.
Cheng Yaoyao pushed Xie Zhao and said, "What are you daydreaming about? Put me down now."
Xie Zhao came back to his senses and placed Cheng Yaoyao on a large rock by the river.
Cheng Yaoyao's hair was messy, her white jacket with blue edges was stained, and her snow-white face was stained with dirt, which did not match her stunning appearance. She looked like a precious cat that got lost and rolled in a trash can. If Cheng Yaoyao went back in this image, not only would it scare Grandma Xie, but if other people in the village saw it, she would be in trouble.
Xie Zhao wiped Cheng Yaoyao's face with a wet handkerchief several times before wiping it to reveal her snow-white, clear face. Her skin was as soft as tofu, and half of her face was covered with bright red fingerprints.
Xie Zhao's eyes were cold: "Who hit him?"
Cheng Yaoyao pouted. Everything that happened in the small dark room just now was horrible and disgusting. "Cheng Nonuo. She tied my hands. Look at my hands."
Cheng Yaoyao stretched out a pair of slender white hands. There were indeed circles of red marks on her wrists, and her delicate skin was rubbed in several places. Cheng Yaoyao deliberately did not use the spiritual spring to heal them, so that he could leave them for Xie Zhao to see.
Xie Zhao showed a distressed look. He held her hands and gently touched the scars with kisses. He then gently pressed a cold wet handkerchief on her cheeks: "Does it still hurt?"
"It hurts!" Cheng Yaoyao was so happy that he nodded vigorously, which earned him another heart-breaking kiss from Xie Zhao.
Cheng Yaoyao really likes being pampered by Xie Zhao. Although the man is taciturn, he always expresses his strong love for her, letting Cheng Yaoyao know that she is loved and is his only treasure.
Cheng Yaoyao has never lacked love. She is so beautiful that boys have fought for her deskmate since kindergarten. She has received enough love letters to circle the earth. When she eats at a high-end hotel, someone always pays for her. When she goes to a nightclub with her girlfriends, the wine she receives can fill two bars. She has a genius tutor for exams, her teacher drives a red light all the way, and she scratches someone's limited edition sports car. The owner of the car asks her softly if she is scared.
Cheng Yaoyao stood at the door with the invitation letter that her father had worked so hard to get. The young heir of the tycoon came forward and led her to the center of the party. Cheng Yaoyao said a few words and her father, stepmother and stepsister were asked to leave the venue by the security guards.
Later, the most popular heir in the circle rejected the marriage proposal and proposed to Cheng Yaoyao in the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the building. Cheng Yaoyao put a strawberry into his mouth, his petal-like lips were stained with strawberry juice, but his words were blunt and hurtful: "I don't like your type, you always have a stern face, boring and rigid."
The young heir of the tycoon, who was known for his coldness and reserve, remained silent for a long time, trying to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor: "When Miss Cheng finds a suitable husband one day, please let me see what an outstanding person he is."
Cheng Yaoyao, who was spoiled to the point of being lawless at the time, said hurtfully, "It's definitely different from you."
If he could go back to that time, Cheng Yaoyao would definitely say to the heir: I'm sorry, I was wrong.
Xie Zhao was cold and rigid. It was harder to make him smile than to make Jianjian lose weight. Xie Zhao was a man of few words and could not say sweet and touching love words. When they first met, Xie Zhao did not treat her differently because of her beauty, and even frightened her to tears with his fierceness.
But Xie Zhao's hidden frown, his eyes that couldn't hide his distress, and the way he carefully held her in his palms with doting, all made Cheng Yaoyao's heart blossom and she was intoxicated.
Xie Zhao held up the wet handkerchief, looked down at Cheng Yaoyao who had thrown himself into his arms and was rubbing against him, and said, "Don't act like a spoiled child, you're going to get yourself dirty again."
"..." Cheng Yaoyao bit him angrily, pushed him away and stood up.
Xie Zhao chuckled, held the back of Cheng Yaoyao's head and kissed him hard.
After the kiss, Cheng Yaoyao's cheeks were as red as roses, and her lips were about to drip with water. She was not injured at all, and the palm marks on her cheeks had disappeared. She regained her spirited look: "My mouth hurts so much, I won't let you kiss me if you do this again!"
Xie Zhao stared at her lips with burning eyes. Cheng Yaoyao quickly took Xie Zhao's vest and pushed him, saying, "I'll help you wash your clothes. Hurry up and wash your face and body."
The vest was stained with blood, which had already dried up and did not have such a strong impact on Cheng Yaoyao. Cheng Yaoyao held his breath and dipped the vest into the water to scrub it clean.
Xie Zhao's image was not much better. Half of his face was stained with blood, which made his strong and handsome face look even more vicious. His shirt was splattered with blood, and his vest was also stained with blood. He took off his vest, and his tan and strong muscles were covered with small scratches from being scratched. The blood was coagulated, which looked even more terrifying.
Xie Zhao rolled up his trousers and stepped into the water, scooping up water to wash his face. The blood on his face had solidified, and he rubbed it hard several times before it was washed clean. He scooped up water to rinse his body again. Cheng Yaoyao stood on a big rock and said, "The blood on your back hasn't been washed clean yet, come here."
Cheng Yaoyao scooped up some water and poured it on Xie Zhao's brown back. The cool, clear water rolled over his skin, and the stinging wounds instantly became cool, and the pain gradually disappeared. The wrinkled skin and flesh were healing and smoothing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Cheng Yaoyao asked: "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Xie Zhao took the vest and wiped the water off his body, squeezed it hard, shook it open and put it on, "Let's go back."
The two cleaned up and looked at each other. Except for Cheng Yaoyao's dress being a little dirty, everything else looked normal. The two were delayed for such a while, and they were afraid that Han Yin and Zhang Xiaofeng would really go crazy, so they hurried ashore.
Jianjian was still stuck on the tree, with his belly facing the sky, looking like he had given up on himself.
Xie Zhao went up to it, pulled out its little paw, and held it in his arms: "Grandma will be very happy to see it."
"That's right. You've been out for half a month." Cheng Yaoyao flicked her stubborn ears: "Grandma thought you really ran away to someone else's house to be a kitten."
But no one knew where Nianniang had gone. Cheng Yaoyao and Xie Zhao did not delay and went home directly. Nianniang liked freedom and would run home when he was hungry, unlike Jianjian who would not be able to find the way back once he ran out.
The two of them took a detour out of the village and walked back from the village entrance. As soon as they entered the village, the women who were chatting at the entrance said to her, "Hey, why are you back from outside, Cheng Zhiqing? Just now, Zhang Zhiqing and Han Zhiqing were looking for you everywhere!"
Cheng Yaoyao was surprised and asked, "Looking for me? What's the matter?"
"It seems like they can't find you. I'm worried. How come you came back from outside?"
Cheng Yaoyao glanced at Xie Zhao with a somewhat shy expression: "I went to meet him outside the village. Look, I fell down."
Cheng Yaoyao's dress was all dirty, and it was obvious at a glance. The women giggled and joked, "Look at how clingy you are. It's only a few steps away, and you still go out to greet him?"
"Did you find the cat, too?"
Jianjian struggled in Xie Zhaohuai: "Yeah! Yeah!"
The women burst into laughter and rushed over to touch the fat little cat: "Cheng Zhiqing is a beautiful person, and she also takes good care of her cats! This little cat is so beautiful and fat, it's so funny!"
All cats in the village are free-range. There is no leftover food at home. Cats catch mice, birds, and snakes by themselves. The brave ones can even bring prey home. Cheng Yaoyao's cat is just like hers. They are raised to be very cute. I heard that they drink goat milk and eat eggs every day since they were young! A little cat is raised with a round head and a round head. It waves its little claws and howls angrily, which makes it even more funny.
Seeing that Jianjian was about to get angry, Cheng Yaoyao hurriedly said, "Let's go back first. Grandma is still waiting for us to eat."
"Go ahead. It's time for us to go back and cook!"
Cheng Yaoyao and Xie Zhao walked side by side. The discussion behind them continued: "I think they can have a wedding this year? How clingy and well-matched they are!"
"The Xie family is so lucky!"
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Zhang Xiaofeng and Han Yin were both very anxious. When Cheng Yaoyao reached the entrance of the alley, he saw the two men hiding outside the Xie family's courtyard wall, crying to each other.
Cheng Yaoyao walked over lightly and suddenly called out, "Hey!"
"Yaoyao!" The usually calm Zhang Xiaofeng hugged Cheng Yaoyao and cried, "Are you okay? You scared me to death! Where have you been?"
Han Yin also came over, hugged them both and cried, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have run back to get clothes and left you alone, sob, sob, sob..."
Cheng Yaoyao looked at Xie Zhao in confusion.
Xie Zhao hugged Jianjian and turned around and left, pushing the door open and going home as if he was escaping.
Cheng Yaoyao had no choice but to endure the tears of Zhang Xiaofeng and Han Yin, while constantly comforting them: "Don't cry, don't cry, it will be bad if Grandma Xie hears it!"
Zhang Xiaofeng and Han Yin finally held back their tears. Zhang Xiaofeng whispered, "What happened? You... why are you so dirty? Is everything okay?"
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