Travel to Xiu Xian Wen and beat up the group's beloved heroine

Wei Xiaoxi felt his displeasure.

Although he didn’t know why he suddenly lost his temper, he still responded, turned to the little boy and smiled:

"Kid, my sister has something to do. Let's talk some other time."

As he spoke, he walked through the children's circle and walked to Jiang Qianshu. He raised his head and asked him:

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Qianshu withdrew her eyes from the "ordinary and cute" little boy, stretched out her hand to take Wei Xiaoxi to her side, pointed at Jiang Hong and introduced her:

"This is our host, the island owner's great-great-granddaughter, Jiang Hong."

Jiang Hong: "..."

Don't think that I didn't see the way you stared at the little brother from our village so warily.

Don't think I didn't see the possessiveness in Wei Xiaoxi's eyes when you looked at him.

Don’t think that if you randomly invite people to introduce you at the stall where we are discussing cooperation, I won’t be able to detect that you are making excuses!

She smiled stiffly and looked at Wei Xiaoxi:

"Hello, my name is Jiang Hong."

Wei Xiaoxi felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was strange. She looked at Jiang Qianshu, then at Jiang Hong, and nodded in response with a smile:

"Hello, my name is Wei Xiaoxi. Nice to meet you."

Next, Jiang Qianshu kept holding her, not letting her talk to any other cute boys, and quickly ended the conversation with Jiang Hong in a few words.

At this time, when the Golden Crow was falling, Jiang Qianshu lowered his eyes and asked her:

"Want to see the sunset?"

"Well, it's fine."

"Would you like to see the mountains or go to the beach?"

Wei Xiaoxi's eyes moved and he said without hesitation:

"seaside."

The sea and sky are the same color, stretching out a straight skyline in the distance.

Half of it is like a flaming red sun writing on the sky and the earth, which is so beautiful.

What surprised Wei Xiaoxi even more was that the coast they came to was covered with continuous fine sand.

In her previous life, her family lived by the sea.

Just a few minutes' walk outside will lead you to the beach. The beach... is just like in front of you.

When I was young, I would often go barefoot to build castles with other children.

When I get older, I will stand at the intersection of land and sea from time to time, waiting for the soft and gentle waves to lick my feet one by one. It is very comfortable.

When it is time to eat, the mother-in-law of each family will call one after another, calling her children to go back to eat.

The feeling of intimacy came over her face, and she was filled with joy. She smiled and said to Jiang Qianshu:

"I like here."

Jiang Qianshu smiled and was about to reply, "Just like it," but he didn't want to see the girl taking off her shoes in two or two, running happily towards the sandy shore and towards the waves, like a white butterfly jumping and dancing.

She is very happy.

It's a pity that Jiang Qianshu is going to be disappointed.

He strode forward, grabbed her hand, and said regretfully:

"Don't go into the sea, it's dangerous."

Wei Xiaoxi was startled, said oh, and really didn't move forward.

I almost forgot, the sea creatures in the fantasy world are much scarier than those in Blue Star.

This is not her home.

No one would call her home for dinner.

Wei Xiaoxi looked at the red sun on the other side of the sky and was stunned when she saw a similar scene.

Jiang Qianshu lowered his eyes and looked at her, feeling a hint of loneliness and confusion from her.

"Thinking about what?" he asked.

Wei Xiaoxi looked up at him and pointed at the red sun in the sky:

"Some people say that when the sun goes down, you go home, but it doesn't. It is just a prodigal who runs around all day long and has no place to rest."

Jiang Qianshu felt a dull pain in his heart, and he asked softly:

"After you recover from your injuries, do you want to go home and take a look?"

Wei Xiaoxi smiled and said:

"That's not my home."

Jiang Qianshu was silent.

He checked her out, he knew.

Wei Xiaoxi saw sadness on his face.

Are you feeling sorry for yourself...feeling sorry for yourself?

For some reason, Wei Xiaoxi's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly thought of what she had heard, heard and felt these days.

With such meticulousness, tenderness and indulgence, do you really... just treat her as a partner?

With no place to stay, her heart suddenly seemed to have found a habitat that might allow her to park, and her palms became sweaty.

She wanted to ask and confirm, but she was afraid of being embarrassed.

She didn't dare to do it blatantly.

she says:

"Senior Brother Jiang, I'm a little cold."

Jiang Qianshu's expression changed slightly:

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

As he spoke, he took her hand to find out her physical condition.

Wei Xiaoxi held his broad palm with her backhand and said seriously:

"It's because the sea breeze is a bit strong."

The small hands in her palms were delicate and slightly cool, Jiang Qianshu nodded slightly:

"Then let's go back."

Wei Xiaoxi held his warm hand and kept her feet still:

"I want to watch the sunset...The room is very stuffy and I don't want to go back at all."

Jiang Qianshu paused slightly and nodded.

He took out a cloak from the ring space and covered her.

Wei Xiaoxi lowered her eyes and watched his hand pull away from hers little by little.

He moved very carefully, helping her tie her belt, adjust her hood, and gather her cloak.

"Are you feeling better?" He said softly.

Wei Xiaoxi clenched her fists, stretched out her hand from under the cloak, and grabbed his sleeve.

Taking a deep breath, he continued to make excuses:

"My body was cold. When I felt warmer, it was already dark. It was a bad experience."

Jiang Qianshu: "..."

He was lost in thought.

Are you looking for trouble?

I've been doing my best to take care of her lately and haven't messed with her at all.

She has been in a cold war with me for so long for no reason, and now she is giving me problems again.

Well... forget it, the girl has just recovered from a serious illness and is in a bad mood, so she can do whatever she wants.

After thinking for a while, an orange-red flame burst out from his fingertips, and he asked tentatively:

"Do you feel that the flame is too small and cannot give you enough warmth?"

Wei Xiaoxi: "..."

The flames danced on Jiang Qianshu's fingertips, as if laughing at her.

Wei Xiaoxi's eyes returned to Jiang Qianshu's serious and handsome face, and he suddenly lost his courage.

She retracted her hand and smiled reluctantly:

"Well, it seems the wind has calmed down a bit now... and it's not that cold anymore."

The white and slender hands retracted into the cloak, and like lightning, they suddenly hit Jiang Qianshu's brain.

He is blessed to the soul.

A guess flashed through my mind.

Slightly disturbed breathing.

Jiang Qianshu looked hesitant.

Wei Xiaoxi had turned towards the seaside again and was once again looking at the setting sun on the horizon in trance.

The sea breeze blew up the hair on her forehead, wrinkled the soft cloak on her body, and blew away... her.

Jiang Qianshu's heart skipped a beat and she shouted "Xiaoxi".

Wei Xiaoxi looked up in confusion:

"what happened?"

For a moment, Jiang Qianshu could hardly help but step forward and take the girl into his arms.

He held back.

He looked at the beloved girl in front of him, his heart ached, and his mouth moved, not knowing what to say.

The man's light brown eyes sparkled with tiny light, which looked great in the sunset.

She saw tenderness, hesitation, and... the surge under depression.

Wei Xiaoxi tensed up and held her breath, waiting for him to say something or do something.

The waves washed against the coast over and over again, and the sea breeze passed between them over and over again.

Wei Xiaoxi was unwilling to give in. She took a deep breath, stepped forward, threw herself into the man's broad and warm embrace, and hugged his narrow waist tightly.

He didn't push her away.

He didn't hug her back.

Wei Xiaoxi raised her head and met his gentle and...sad eyes.

She didn't want to let go.

She stood on tiptoes.