In the jungle, the breeze blows, and the bamboo makes a rattling sound.

Yunmo followed behind Song Wan'er, and the two of them walked in the bamboo forest, unknown wildflowers blooming on the side of the road, and the crisp chirping of small birds sounded in bursts.

"Brother Mo, ...... you come back this time?"

"Wan'er, did you ...... just now?"

Song Wan'er and Yunmo's voices sounded almost at the same time, and the two of them looked at each other as they spoke, stopped together, and motioned for each other to speak first.

There is such a tacit understanding between them, a look, a movement, can understand what the other party is thinking in their hearts, the kind of tacit understanding that can communicate without words, both of them enjoy it very much.

Yunmo took a step forward, stretched out his hand impatiently, and hugged Song Wan'er.

Song Wan'er's eyes widened slightly in surprise, and when she saw Yunmo stepping forward, she didn't know if it was because of surprise or because of suddenness, she didn't make any other moves, and was obediently held by Yunmo in her arms.

"Just a moment, a little bit, let me hug it." Yunmo's low voice almost murmured, holding Song Wan'er's hand and couldn't help but exert herself, halfway through it, thinking of the delicate body of the person in her arms, she hurriedly relaxed her strength again, for fear that she would feel a little uncomfortable.

Song Wan'er stayed in Yunmo's arms, his arms were very warm, people who usually looked indifferent, they were not cold at all when they hugged people, which made Song Wan'er feel very relieved, the conversation just now, Song Wan'er's mood was not calm, staying in Yunmo's arms at the moment, she felt that her heart was gradually settling down.

The breeze blew through the bamboo forest, and the sound of the rattling sounded in the ears of the two people. Song Wan'er was held in Yunmo's arms, listening to his heartbeat in her ears, again and again, no one saw her ears quietly turn red.

"Brother Mo, are you going to leave when you come back this time?" Song Wan'er asked, because she was held in Yunmo's arms, her voice sounded very soft.

Yunmo has been going out a lot lately, and since that conversation, Yunmo has been staying in the Song family for less and less, and this time he has been out for more than ten days. If it weren't for the fact that the little white bird could occasionally bring back the news of Yunmo. Song Wan'er will become more and more anxious in her heart.

"Not anymore." Yun Mo said, reassuring the general opening: "When I come back this time, I will always stay in Songjia Village." ”

Song Wan'er's hands were slightly forced, and Yunmo let go of her hands with her strength. Song Wan'er withdrew from Yunmo's arms. In those crystal clear eyes. The moment is full of joy, and the water seems to be in those talking eyes, which makes people look fascinated. I was reluctant to look away, and I couldn't wait to be drunk.

"Wan'er, why are you crying?" Yunmo thought of the scene he saw when he came back today, and suddenly sobered up, he didn't forget his original intention of following Wan'er out, and asked.

Song Wan'er shook her head gently, knowing how protective this person was to herself, if she let him know those messy thoughts in her heart, her eldest brother would definitely be very unlucky.

Song Wan'er admitted that when she heard Song Yun say those words, many thoughts did flash through her heart for a moment, and she was a little excited for a while.

"Big brother is going to Kyoto, and he wants me to go with him." Song Wan'er said and told Yunmo about the matter.

After listening to the silence for a long time, Yunmo was full of puzzlement, and didn't understand what there was to be sad about this matter, Song Wan'er actually cried.

"Brother Mo, you just think that my brain suddenly pumped, I don't know what I'm doing, and I'm thinking about something." Song Wan'er said, bowing her head to hide the embarrassment in her eyes.

"Huh!" Yunmo looked at Song Wan'er's rare shy appearance, he was in a good mood, he knew that he couldn't laugh, otherwise Wan'er would definitely be annoyed and angry, so he could only try his best to suppress the corners of his mouth.

"Girl, grow up quickly." Yunmo's low voice sighed, with a bit of inexplicable charm in his hoarseness.

"I'm grown, thirteen." Song Wan'er said, listening to Yunmo's low laughter and hoarse voice, she felt a fever on her face inexplicably, and her ears became hot.

Yunmo didn't speak, just looked at her, looking at this little girl who was his guardian, he knew that his girl would not stick to such a small place as Songjia Village, and the light on her body was destined to be seen by more people.

Yunmo stood quietly, at this moment he seemed to see her girl who amazed everyone, as she became more and more outstanding, more and more people would be fascinated by her.

Yunmo's heart flashed with entanglement, and jealousy flashed in the depths of his heart, as if it was a treasure that belonged to him, and it was seen by other irrelevant people, that kind of displeasure and anger.

Song Wan'er didn't look up, but she could feel the heat of the gaze that fell on her, and her whole face became more and more ruddy.

Song Wan'er lowered her head, so she missed the depth of this moment in Yunmo's eyes, the kind of possessiveness that didn't care about it, and the kind of persistent madness.

"Brother Mo......" Song Wan'er felt that the temperature on her face was not so hot, so she raised her head and looked over.

"Hmm." Yunmo agreed in a low voice, the voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, and the hoarse sexiness made the temperature on Song Wan'er's face almost rise again.

Don't do this, it's a foul, how can you deliberately speak in a sexy voice.

Song Wan'er was guilty in her heart, staring down at the ground, as if a hundred-year-old ginseng or lingzhi could grow there in the next moment.

The atmosphere between the two of them was a little weird for a while, and the sweet atmosphere was permeating, and just when Song Wan'er couldn't help but turn around and leave, there was a faint movement in front of her.

A low voice sounded not far from the jungle, sounding familiar.

"You let go." Song Ci'er lowered her voice and said, her face was ruddy, and she looked countless times better than the best rouge gouache.

Jiang Zhou was stunned all of a sudden, grabbing her hand stupidly, Song Ci'er's voice sounded in his ears, he didn't need to hear a word of what he said, his eyes fell on Song Ci'er's small mouth, and the pink tip of his tongue occasionally flashed in his white teeth, and he immediately hid naughtily.

"Brother Jiang, you let go of me, you scratched me." Song Ci'er felt that her hand was getting harder and harder, she couldn't care about being shy, she looked up, and just met a pair of eyes that were close to her, and the owner of those eyes looked at her with burning eyes, and the emotion in her eyes was intense.

"Porcelain...... Porcelain, can I ......" Jiang Zhou looked at Song Ci'er who was close to his face, this was his beloved girl, she stammered nervously, her rosy lips were in front of her eyes, and she mustered up the courage to close her eyes and kiss it. (To be continued.) )

pS: The second update is sent, the beautiful weekend has begun, and you have a happy weekend~