Chapter 20 Giving or Receiving Kisses
Ye Yanran sat on the horse's back, the basket behind her had been tied to the right rear side of the horse, Ye Yanran leaned forward slightly, she felt a powerful aura behind her, almost devouring herself, and even felt that the cold behind her was shining, as if she was going to penetrate herself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Ye Yanran's heart was beating violently, this feeling had never been felt before, even if Ah Zhuo kissed herself, she would not be so flustered.
Huang Fuchen raised his arms, bypassed Ye Yanran's sides, and looked down at Ye Yanran's face, dyed with red blood, as if he was shy, Huang Fuchen had a deep smile on the corner of his lips, and his eyes deepened a little.
"Sit down!" Huang Fuchen fell in a deep voice, slapped the horse's buttocks with one foot, waved the reins, and the horse immediately ran away, shuttling through the dense woods, and running towards the distance.
As the horse ran away, Ye Yanran suddenly felt that the chest of the man behind her was close to her, Ye Yanran leaned forward and opened the distance, trying not to have too much physical contact with Huang Fuchen, which would make her feel uncomfortable.
The horse rushed out of the woods and went up a slightly wide dirt road, Huang Fuchen's eyes drooped, looking at the distance apart, falling on Ye Yanran, whose body was almost bent, and his eyes crossed a displeased anger.
Huang Fuchen's palm pulled the reins forward little by little, lowered his body, and once again stuck to Ye Yanran's back.
Ye Yan then felt the warm temperature on her back, shivered suddenly, and leaned down again.
When Huang Fuchen saw it, an evil intent rose in his heart, and he suddenly felt that it seemed to be very interesting, and his body fell down again, and his entire chest was almost pressed against Ye Yanran's back.
Ye Yanran's back suddenly warmed up, and she glanced behind her, and Huang Fuchen's body was tightly pressed against her.
The horses were still running, the sound of the horses' hooves was faint in their ears, and the sound of their heartbeats seemed to be clear to their ears.
Suddenly, Huang Fuchen's palm passed through Ye Yanran's waist, lifted her body back, and her voice was mellow with a bit of deep meaning, "Sit down!" If you lie down again, you will be kicked off the horse! ā
Ye Yanran looked down at her waist, the palms of her gloved hands were actually hugging her waist, Ye Yanran's voice was a little displeased, "Young marshal!" Please let go of your hands, men and women don't kiss! ā
When Huang Fuchen heard this, his eyes sank, he withdrew his palm, and his heart slipped through a reluctance, and he continued to drive the horse.
Ye Yanran didn't avoid it anymore, but there was a chill in her back, and she collided intentionally or unintentionally, Ye Yanran looked directly at the dirt road in front of her, calming her emotions in her heart.
Huang Fuchen looked at Ye Yanran's straight back, slightly approached the root behind Ye Yanran's ear, exhaled a hot and humid breath, and said in a low voice, "Are you nervous?" ā
Ye Yanran was startled by the heat behind her ears, and hurriedly avoided it, turned her head slightly, and pretended to fall back calmly, "Young marshal, you are wrong, Yanran is not nervous!" ā
When Huang Fuchen heard this, he hooked his lips and sneered, not breaking it, and his gaze fell back to the front.
The horses ran faster and faster towards the soldiers' tents outside the city of Qizhou, kicking up the dust on the dirt road, and the sound of horses' hooves resounded around the empty silence.