"Puff--" Song Miaoyun was right beside him, looking at this scene, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

This was the first time she saw such a young boy chatting with someone for WeChat!

"Hahahahaha!" Song Miaoyun couldn't laugh.

"Why are you laughing at?" The little boy frowned his delicate little brows when he heard the sound, and his voice was soft and glutinous like a glutinous rice dumpling: "I'm serious."

He raised his phone sincerely with his white and tender little hands. It was a very famous brand. It was so expensive. His tone was very serious, but he seemed to be acting coquettish: "Is it okay for a beautiful sister to add WeChat?"

“…”

not good.

"Jingnuo."

At this moment, a low magnetic sound rang from a distance and near, with a very good sound quality, but the tone was a little light and a little impatient.

When the little boy heard this sound, he shrank his neck slightly.

A slender and tall figure walked over, very tall, very abstinent, and looked a little gentle. His deep eyes were deep like a winter night, and the eyes were raised to bring out a bit of ruffianity.

The apple in Song Miaoyun's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and only a sound was left in his heart.

Damn it, so handsome!

It also looks familiar!

The little boy named Jing Nuo took a step back slightly, was a little soft and cowardly, and whispered: "Brother..."

Wen Heng walked over, and his beautiful eyes were seen like this scene with a gentle look. He nodded politely, wearing the noble spirit of a noble family, and was lazy and slapped in a cold and unlucky manner when he lowered his eyes. His voice was low and he narrowed his eyes impatiently. The tail sound was light and he had a little danger: "You ran around if you haven't seen it for a while, huh?"

A master of the times is a hero. Jing Nuo is very sensible and admits his mistakes and is quite sensible: "Brother, I was wrong, I shouldn't have run around."

"Mobile phone." Wen Heng snorted, stretched out his hand, his finger bones were long and cold.

The little boy swallowed and returned the phone to Wen Heng obediently.

Wen Heng took it, tapped his fingertips, and took the phone away casually. He looked at Ranbai calmly, his eyes as if ink was poured on, and his voice was low: "Sorry, the child is ignorant, so he has disturbed him."

"I'm not a child!!" Jing Nuo was so angry that he bulged his white cheeks and protested dissatisfied.

Wen Heng narrowed his eyes and glanced at him lightly, his eyes dark and neither cold nor cold.

"..." Jing Nuo was as quiet as a chicken in an instant. After listening for several seconds, he muttered in a low voice: "Why are you ignorant..."

My sister is pretty and I want to use WeChat.

Huh huh huh huh.

The forensic doctor was calm: "It's okay."

Wen Heng nodded, then hung his long eyelashes lazily, the curve of his eyelashes was thin and seductive, and his dark eyes reflected the little boy's shadow, which seemed unbearable for no reason.

Jing Nuo took a step back vigilantly.

The next second,

His back collar was pulled up easily, his hands were slender and distinct, and the obsidian-like cufflinks made him look whiter in skin.

The little boy's short legs were instantly hung in the air and forced to be grabbed by someone.

“???”

"Let's go." Wen Heng calmly carried the person, like a little chicken, turned around and left, looking back against the light, handsome and handsome.

"Brother!" The little boy became angry and his mentality exploded: "Do you let me go, do I want to save face!"

Wen Heng thought for a moment when he heard the boy's words, and asked back with a ridiculous tone: "Do you still have face?"

"Wen Heng!" Jing Nuo was heartbroken and shouted angrily, struggling with his short legs in the air but to no avail.

"No big or small." Wen Heng sneered lazily. He walked slowly, easily carrying the person with one hand, effortlessly, and whispered quietly and casually: "What are you calling me?"

Mo Yue was silent for two seconds, and the little boy said: "...Brother Wen Heng."

Wen Heng smiled: "Be good."

"..." Be good at yarn!!!

It was dusk, and the tall figure was against the light, and she was particularly handsome.

Song Miaoyun held his face with both hands.

She remembered who he was.

He was the one who saved her before.

However, this gentleman named Wen Heng didn't know if he had forgotten or had not talked too much, and he didn't mention a word.

It was soon dark. It was said that there was a meteor shower tonight. The top of Songshan Mountain itself is a very suitable place to watch meteor showers. They were preparing to camp in this place.

Two tents were prepared.

Qin Ruiqi and Song Miaoyun live together, and Ranbai is alone.

Song Miaoyun couldn't set up a tent, so she could only see Qin Rui starting the work. She squatted there and said softly: "Rui Qi, you'll finish it..." My sister made up.

Before he finished speaking, Song Miaoyun turned around and watched the forensic doctor quickly and neatly handle the tent, and it was easy and useless.

She looked and fell into silence.

Um.

She is worthy of being her sister.

It's just amazing.

This time the camping was very pleasant, and Song Miaoyun was satisfied, especially when she saw the meteor shower, she was excited to ask Qin Ruiqi to take photos of her.

After some trouble, it was already after midnight.

Song Miaoyun realized it and felt sleepy. She crawled back to the tent to sleep, and said to Ran Bai in a speechless manner: "Good night sister."

"Good night." Ranbaiqing said coldly.

Qin Ruiqi had a smile on his lips, and his eyelashes covered his deep eyes when he lowered his head.

late at night.

Everything is quiet.

Occasionally, the night wind blows by and the sound of trees shaking branches and leaves.

It was okay during the day and I was always excited, but after taking it seriously, Song Miaoyun didn't sleep very well and even had a nightmare.

I dreamed of the scene of an explosion during the day, and they were still in the car...

The girl's face turned pale and she suddenly woke up.

She sat up and subconsciously looked to the side, but no Qin Ruiqi was seen.

Song Miaoyun reached out and touched her. It was still warm. She must have just left.

What did Ruiqi go out to do in the middle of the night?

Before Song Miaoyun could recover, her heartbeat was pounding. She gritted her teeth and put on a coat to go out.

Songshan at night was completely in silence. The ink in the distance was as deep as ink that had been knocked over. The cold wind suddenly rose and ghosts swayed.

Song Miaoyun couldn't help but tremble for a moment, grabbed the coat on her body, but saw Qin Ruiqi not seeing him around. He was a little confused and walked away.

Just when she was a little scared and wanted to go back the same way, she suddenly heard a vague sound, very low, but familiar.

It should be Qin Ruiqi.

It's so late, who will Qin Ruiqi come out to talk to?

Song Miaoyun's heart swayed in doubt, and subconsciously walked over in the direction of the sound source, and saw two figures standing in the night not far away.

One of them, Song Miaoyun, is very familiar with him, and is Qin Ruiqi.

Who is the other person?

Judging from his tall and thin body, he should be a man.

Song Miaoyun hesitated for a moment, and did not walk over directly, but stood behind a big tree, just in time to hear the conversation between them.

At first, Song Miaoyun was still in vague, but later after hearing it clearly, every sentence was like a bolt from the blue, making Song Miaoyun stand firmly in place, feeling that his blood seemed to have solidified.
Chapter completed!