The hot temperature, with a hint of numbness, was branded on Shui Ling's forehead, the wind blew, and there was a little coolness, that was the saliva that Jia Duobao left in Shui Ling's forehead, the feeling of being dried, she raised her hand and touched the place where she had just been kissed by Jia Duobao, raised her head, reversed her neck, looked at Jia Duobao's face that had retreated, and smiled,

"Why are you here?"

"I followed you all the way, and I followed you from the moment you left the hotel door."

In order to hide his blushing heartbeat, Jia Duobao let go of his arms that hugged Shui Ling from behind with an uncomfortable face, completely losing the courage when he was kissing Shui Ling just now, he said, while quickly hanging her incense for Shui Ling, his eyes were serious and did not look at Shui Ling's face, and muttered in his mouth:

"I lost a check, I didn't ask for anything for myself, I was healthy and happy."

Can run, jump and follow his daughter-in-law, seeing his daughter-in-law is very happy, completely simple things, you can do it by raising your fingers, and what do you ask the Buddha to do? Jia Duobao thinks that women are blind and hypocritical, but this hypocrisy is so heartwarming that he can't be repeated, how can people who are remembered by their daughters-in-law and children be so happy? !

At this time, Jia Duobao had no resentment against Shui Ling who went down to Nancheng and didn't take the initiative to call him, he looked down at Shui Ling, who was just a stone's throw away, and suddenly wanted to reach out and hug her, um~ Hug his daughter-in-law, don't break the law? I hugged it just now, although my body didn't touch my body.

Just as he stretched out his hand, the sound of tourists talking came from the end of the corridor, and when I listened closely, it looked like Wang Wei and Ji Wuyan were talking. Jia Duobao's hand suddenly paused in the air in embarrassment, there was a sense of panic that he wanted to do something bad, but was about to be discovered, and Shui Ling, who was not as heavy as Jia Duobao's mind at all, she seemed to be a character living on two channels with Jia Duobao, and she was in a relaxed mood, and immediately grabbed Jia Duobao's outstretched hand and dragged him to the porch, in an instant. He disappeared into the verdant bamboo sea.

"Huh? Where did the water spirit go? ”

Their figures had just disappeared into the forest. Wang Wei and the others turned out from the end of the corridor, she thought that Shui Ling must be very cautious when she came to Nancheng, so she didn't dare to let Shui Ling stay alone for a long time. So he finished hanging up his own plate of incense. So he hurried out to look for the water spirit.

Who knew that this girl would only be a few minutes. It was impossible to find it, Wang Wei couldn't help but be a little anxious, and was waiting to call the bodyguards to search the entire Golden Dragon Temple. Her phone rang, and when she took it out, it was a text message,

[Shui Ling]: I'm going around the city, you can also take a good tour of the scenery of Jinlong Temple, and contact you when you return in a while.

"Hehe, the little girl wants to be alone." Ji Wuyan stood beside Wang Wei, smiling, relaxed and comfortable, he glanced at the text message on Wang Wei's mobile phone, and quipped to Wang Wei: "Don't always look at her like an old mother, a little girl always has the freedom of a little girl." ”

"I ......"

Wang Wei was choked speechless by the wordless joke, she was obviously just following Shui Ling's intentions, cautious and nervous about the trip to Nancheng, and Shui Ling was the first time to come to Nancheng, right? Such a place where people are not familiar with life, as a result, as soon as this dead girl arrived at Jinlong Temple, she went to play alone, and in the eyes of Ji Wuyan and Ah Qi, it became Wang Wei looking at Shui Ling like an old mother, wronged.

Her expression, timely amused Ji Wuyan and Ah Qi, the three of them talked and laughed, and slowly swam up the Golden Dragon Temple, don't look at the people who come to worship incense every day in the Golden Dragon Temple, but the scenery here is different from the demonized Nancheng, the ditch along the ridge, hanging ancient copper bells, small bridges and flowing water and a large bamboo forest, so that the southern city in March, with a touch of hustle and bustle outside the Qingning.

In my spare time, I come here with three or five friends to walk around and talk about life, which can be regarded as a kind of wordless enjoyment.

It's just that Jia Duobao came to Nancheng to do a task, Shui Ling is not sure if he is suitable to appear in front of acquaintances now, and a pair of boyfriends and girlfriends who have not seen each other for so long, the two always have something to talk about alone, so when he heard Wang Wei's voice, Shui Ling's first reaction was to pull Jia Duobao to hide.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, because the light is quite cold, there are few tourists to come here, so the scenery here has not been repaired by the monks in the temple, and over time, the stone chairs and stone benches placed in the bamboo forest have been weathered and dilapidated.

Shui Ling has been holding Jia Duobao's hand, step by step to the depths of the bamboo forest, the south is always rainy, after a while, the dew in the forest will wet her feet, hair also looks wet, the purple skirt wants to float in the breeze but can't float, with white people feel a thrilling poignant.

Jia Duobao let the water spirit lead, seemingly aimlessly wandering around the forest, and didn't ask her where she wanted to take him, following the water spirit, even if he let him go to hell, it would be as beautiful as in heaven.

"Here we are."

She took him away for a while, and when he reached the depths of the forest, where even the wind could not blow, Shui Ling let go of Jia Duobao's hand, and stood by the side of a ruined ancient spring to look at it intently, and a thin and clear spring water spit out from the broken faucet, and gathered on the ground into a small pool, on the surface of which floated slender bamboo leaves like blades, swaying slightly with the flow of the spring.

"Haha, there's water to drink here!"

The rough man Jia Duobao naturally didn't think about whether Shui Ling deliberately took him to this spring, he only felt that this spring came at the right time, followed Shui Ling all the way, and happened to be thirsty, so he grinded his palm, the characteristics of the savage attacked, and he seemed quite excited to bend down and take a handful of spring water, put it to his mouth and took a sip, and praised:

"It tastes better than tap water."

Seeing that Jia Duobao was like an ignorant child, playing excitedly by the spring, Shui Ling smiled, turned around and found the stone bench where she often sits, sat down, and quietly looked at this familiar scene, and the fresh man in the scene.

It seems that not long ago, she would still walk here every day, watching the trickle of water spit out from the dragon's head, and slowly savoring her sad life, the same wind, the same dew, the same colorful falling bamboo leaves, and the stone spring that is not different from the memory in memory.

But there was no man who was lying on the edge of the spring, and his movements were rude, he had already supported the stones by the spring with both hands, buried his whole head in the water, washed his face haphazardly and roughly, lifted up, straightened his waist, and quickly swayed his head a few times like a giant animal, so as to achieve the purpose of drying his hair.

This action made Shui Ling laugh, she pursed her lips, beckoned to Jia Duobao, and when he walked in front of her, she took out a pack of tissues from her handbag, and her slender fingers tore open the outer package, took out a piece of tissue paper from the inside, and handed it to Jia Duobao. (To be continued......)