"If you can stay away from me, I can't thank you enough."

Jian Chenchu's face gradually sank, a complicated color flashed, and he moved closer to her, "Lime, it's too hurtful for you to say this." ”

Jiang Qingling patted him on the shoulder, "I'm sorry for inadvertently hurting you." ”

She withdrew her hand and walked past him, Jian Chenchu suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into her arms, her head hit his chin directly.

Jian Chenchu rubbed his chin, "It hurt me, so I'm responsible." ”

Jiang Qinglime stepped on his white shoes, "Let go of your hand, do you want to make a scandal?" ”

Jian Chenchu hooked his lips, "Isn't it just right to have a scandal?" ”

Jiang Qinglime narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Really?" ”

"Little without conscience." Jian Chenchu let go of her and stretched out his right hand in front of her, "Hey, woman, I was injured when I helped you set up a tent, and I feel sorry for me." ”

There was a long gash on the back of his right hand, and beads of blood kept coming out, rolling down the back of his hand and into his fingers. She looked at the extra slit on the back of his hand in amazement, she grabbed his wrist and asked urgently, "How did you get it?" ”

Jian Chenchu's wrist was grabbed by her, and the warmth of her palm, the delicate touch, and the worried look in her eyes had healed his pain.

Jian Chen thought about it at the beginning, "I was scratched by the bracket." ”

He was holding the feet of the tent fixed, and Jiang Qinglime suddenly pushed the tent, so he was scratched by the sharp iron frame.

Jiang Qinglime grabbed his wrist and looked at it, then let go, took out two band-aids from his bag, tore them open and put them on him.

Jian Chenchu looked at her seriously sticking to the Band-Aid, his mind moved slightly, and his other hand covered it, "Lime ......"

Jiang Qingling reflexively shook off his hand and said coldly, "You don't want your hand anymore?" ”

Jian Chenchu raised his hand that was injured for the second time and pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "Lime, be kind to me, because of you and I were injured." ”

"Huh." Jiang Qinglime gave him two sneers, and then walked towards the crowd and helped them prepare the ingredients.

Jian Chenchu looked at Jiang Qingli who walked into the crowd, his eyes were far-reaching, his gaze fell on the band-aid on the back of his hand, and his lips were slightly hooked.

It's still worth it.

The tent was set up and the barbecue was almost done.

"Mr. Jiang, I'll bake it for you, you can eat it." Li Zhi took a string of chicken wings and handed it to Jiang Qinglime.

"Thank you." Jiang Qinglime took it politely, and before she could put it in her mouth, the chicken wings were snatched from her hand.

She didn't care, and was about to get another skewer when a chicken wing was handed to her, "Specially baked for you, his is mushy, how unhygienic." ”

After Jian Chenchu finished speaking, he threw the chicken wings he took from Jiang Qinglime's hand to Li Zhi, and looked at Li Zhi with a slight warning.

Lao Tzu took a fancy to a woman, and he didn't touch it himself, but the yellow-haired child dared to be courteous!

Jiang Qingling said to Li Zhi, who was slightly embarrassed: "Thank you for your roasted wings." ”

Li Zhi looked at Jian Chenchu's dangerous gaze and shrank for a moment, and walked away with the chicken wings.

Jiang Qinglime sat on the ground, and Jian Chenchu sat side by side next to her on the ground, not having the appearance of a young master of the family.

He handed the chicken wings to her mouth, "I've been roasting them for a long time, you can take a bite, if you don't eat them, I'm very shameless." ”

Jiang Qingling glanced at him with disdain, "When are you going to save face?" ”

Saying this, he still took the chicken wings he handed over, took a bite, and looked up at the sky, "Raw." ”

"Raw?" Jian Chenchu looked at the chicken wings in her hand, leaned over and sniffed them, then took a bite and chewed for a long time, as if she was reminiscing.

Half loud, he said something that made Jiang Qingling vomit blood.