The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

Leng Ruofei couldn't describe how embarrassed she was at the moment. She turned her head to look at Mu Liangsheng, who was still smiling. His "face" was already damp and gradually became blurred.

"Laugh! Is it funny?" she said angrily, actually laughing out loud at her own bad luck.

Some tourists brought umbrellas, but most of them hid in Luoshan Temple.

By the time Leng Ruofei had taken all her belongings under the awning, she had already become a drowned chicken. She wrung out the hem of her clothes around her waist, then looked down at her underwear. Fortunately, she was wearing black, so although her entire outline was clearly visible, it didn't reveal anything after all.

She was willing to take the risk even though it was a strange country and surrounded by strange tourists.

But... she looked at the things she had just bought. The easel and paints were fine, but the paper was completely wet.

She sighed, tucked the wet hair behind her ears helplessly, looked at the strong rain outside the rain shed in front of her, shook her head, and said to herself: "Why is it raining so hard? Is there any injustice?"

As she was talking, a piece of clothing fell off her body, and Leng Ruofei suddenly felt a warmth surrounding her body. She quickly turned around and thanked him: "Thank you..."

I was stunned when I saw it. "You?"

It's him again!

Xiao Yiyang's face was gloomy, and he buttoned two buttons of her suit to cover the wetness on her body.

Just now in Luoshan Temple, he had the impression that there were people painting here, but he didn't pay attention.

When the raindrops fell, the first thought that popped into his mind was how unlucky it was to paint. He never thought that the rain would suddenly become so heavy, and he curiously looked outside, and saw Leng Ruofei in a miserable state.

Elen! It seems that he has met her a lot recently. And she? It seems that she always has the ability to make her curious. If he hadn't been free and wanted to come to Luoshan Temple, he would have really thought that this woman followed him.

Why did she end up selling paintings on the street? Or was she looking for inspiration for her designs?

He didn't want to have any more contact with her, but when he saw her wet clothes sticking to her exquisite body, and then saw several men staring at her with interest, as a compatriot, he felt a little uncomfortable.

So, he walked over.

"Put it on." Xiao Yiyang frowned as he watched her trying to take off his coat. Leng Ruofei immediately noticed the look in her eyes and stopped being pretentious.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao." Feeling a little embarrassed, Leng Ruofei tried his best to tighten his body so as not to let the wetness on his body stain his coat.

Seeing that he is dry, he must have been here before the rain.

Not only did they come to Jiangyuan Road together, but they also met by chance at the auction, and here... Why did she feel like something was going to happen between them?

Thinking of the deeper meaning, she couldn't help but shudder.

Seeing her miserable appearance, Xiao Yiyang originally wanted to go to the bronze bell to pray for good luck for Yiran. But now seeing her like this, he couldn't help but sneer at himself, wondering if he owed this girl something in his previous life.

The rain stopped soon. Raining like this in this season seemed to be mocking her. Leng Ruofei really wanted to go back to the moment when she bought the painting supplies and choose a place that could shelter her from the wind and rain.

——Please collect! Today is Father's Day, and there will be an extra update. If you are waiting for updates, you can read Aguai's completed work "Walking on the Waves in the Evening Breeze".