The sensation is like a wave, or a gust of wind, or an electric current spilling out of the deepest part of the heart, slowly surging throughout the body, sparing every vessel, every cell, and every pore.

He could clearly feel the sensation wash over every part of his body like a wave, and finally soak through his limbs, leaving him in a slight tremor.

It was a feeling he had never experienced, not even in his decades of life in his previous life.

Ahead was the surface of the river, which had flattened, and although it was muddy, it had lost its fury and flowed downstream at a constant speed.

Behind him is a cornfield with leaves brushing in the breeze.

This is the duck bend, more than a mile from the east end of my grandmother's house, and further down is the big turn into the waters of the rubber dam.

Wan Feng closed his eyes again and listened to the sound of the corn leaves brushing in the breeze behind him, and the sound of the river flowing, and everything suddenly became hazy.

What would it be like to lie down forever until you grow old?

Wan Feng wanted to lie down here and not get up, lie down until the sea was dry and the rocks were rotten, and lie down to the ground.

But Luan Feng didn't have this idea, and when she regained her strength, she sat up slowly, frowning at the sight of Wan Feng's hateful smile.

"How can you still laugh out loud, bastard, you almost scared me to death, bastard scoundrel..."

Luan Fengzheng was scolding so much that he suddenly let out an exclamation: "My clothes!"

The copycat tracksuit on her body has turned into the color of mud, and the pants on her legs are also the same shape, which has become a mud figure.

Luan Feng took off his clothes and pants brushing, and only after taking off his clothes did he think of Wan Feng beside him.

Turning her face, she saw that Wan Feng's eyes were scanning her shamelessly, and her face flushed: "Close your eyes and turn your head, I want to wash my clothes, don't peek." ”

"It's a pity that you won't take it off again!"

Luan Feng gritted his teeth.

Seeing this, Wan Feng immediately closed his eyes: "I promise not to take a look." ”

I'll look at it twice.

"Don't even leave a seam!"

Luan Feng squatted by the river in sweatshirt and shorts, floating clothes in the river.

Of course, Wan Feng didn't let his eyes show his slits, because he opened them, and Luan Feng couldn't see it when he turned his back to him anyway.

From behind, her waist wrapped in a wet sweatshirt is very slender, and her hips are very prominent and sleek, and these two parts combine to form a perfect curve, drawing a suffocating rhythm with the movements of her two hands.

Wan Feng's breathing was a little short, and he felt that a boiling flame in his heart began to burn, and he looked left and right and saw that no one gently walked behind Luan Feng and gently hugged her from behind Luan Feng.

Luan Feng's body stiffened for a moment, as if it had turned into a stone.

The world suddenly came to a standstill at this moment, the white clouds stopped moving, the breeze froze among the branches and leaves, the sound stopped coming, and even the river in front of us seemed to be still...

I don't know how long it took, Luan Feng's body writhed and let out a low cry: "Dead man, let go!"

This coquettish voice broke the silence of the world and woke Wan Feng from his illusion.

He hurriedly let go of Luan Feng, returned to the shore and sat down, just quietly watching Luan Feng's back.

Luan Feng's rhythm of washing clothes was obviously out of order, and the coordinated beauty that her body showed just now completely disappeared, replaced by an awkward look.

The stupid girl's heart is upset.

Wan Feng sneered behind Luan Feng's back.

Luan Feng turned his head and shook the mud over: "Bad guy, let you laugh, make you laugh, go down to the river to wash the mud on your body." ”

Wan Feng looked down at his body, covered in black mud, if he went to Africa, he could call himself a brother to an African without makeup.

"I'm afraid of water, so I'll wash it when I get home. ”

Luan Feng turned his head and fell on Wan Feng's face with a volleyball-sized white eye: "The old man is afraid of water, so it's a little out of breath, why don't you go down and wash it!"

"Why aren't you afraid of water, I was almost washed away by the water just now, and I said that I was not afraid to say that it was nonsense, and I resolutely didn't go down!"

Now Wan Feng looked at the river and was terrified, saying that he was not afraid that it would be bluffing, and this had a shadow in his heart.

Wan Feng hesitated and refused to go into the water, Luan Feng stood up anxiously and grabbed Wan Feng, completely ignoring whether Wan Feng had a shadow in his heart, and threw it into the water with a plop.

"Help, help!" Wan Feng panicked and floated in the water.

Luan Feng smiled proudly on the shore, smiling proudly, but smiling and smiling Luan Feng stopped smiling, hey, why is there no shadow?

The water here in Duck Bend can't be headless at all!

Luan Feng plunged into the water with a fierce son, and as soon as he stood up, he was in a daze, the water had only reached his waist and had not reached his chest, why was there no shadow?

Just as he was in doubt, he suddenly felt that his legs were entangled, and he screamed and fell into the water with his back facing the sky.

So the originally calm water storm resumed.

Luan Feng got out of the water and became angry, and rushed over to kill someone not far away.

As soon as Wan Feng saw that the general situation was not good, he threw his legs and climbed to the shore, and when he saw that he was about to climb ashore, his two legs were caught.

Wan Feng grabbed a clump of artemisia grass on the shore, and was about to shout for help when he felt his body being dragged into the water lightly.

A few minutes later, someone was dragged ashore by Luan Feng like a dead fish, thrown on the shore with a chirp, and spat out of his mouth like a dead fish.

"You don't know how to water, but you will prick your son, or pour it lightly, and then let you spoil it in the water. ”

Wan Feng rolled his eyes and wanted to cry without tears, and a firm belief was born in his chest: he resolutely refused to learn to swim in this life, and this time he was completely afraid of water.

Luan Feng bleached the mud off his clothes and put it on his body so wet, and he had to wash it again with water anyway.

"Where's your clothes?"

"Just a vest that was taken off on the beach and probably washed away. ”

"Oh yes, how do you go home like this, you see your pants are ugly. Luan Feng's eyes swept over Wan Feng's body, and his face flushed like lightning.

"I'm not bare-assed, there's anything ugly. Wan Feng retorted confidently, he can't get you in the water if he is paralyzed, Lao Tzu is not easy to bully on the shore.

"It's not ugly, look at the pile in front of you, I won't go with you, I'll go first, don't follow me. After Luan Feng finished speaking, he ran away in a panic.

She saw all this?

"Luan Feng!" Wan Feng shouted behind his back.

Luan Feng, who had already walked to the edge of the cornfield, stopped.

Wan Feng slowly walked in front of her.

Luan Feng's heart jumped up, and he was flustered: "You... What for?"

Wan Feng stretched out his hand and gently hugged Luan Feng, and Luan Feng's body had a tendency to petrify again.

No, it's not a thing to be so stiff all the time, it affects the fun of hugging too much, and she will have to hug more in the future to completely change her problem.

"Look at what scares you, it's useless! ”

Luan Feng's face changed several colors like a chameleon in ten seconds, and then he turned around and disappeared between the corn leaves and the branches, and his figure was very hasty.