Chapter 279: A Night Bonfire
A Xuanhua was suddenly blown by the wind and blew towards the intersection, and happened to fall at Lin Xian'er's feet.
She originally wanted to come back and remind Ning Jingchen a few words, but she unexpectedly bumped into such a charming scene.
She froze for a moment, froze in place.
After a long time, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes, she sighed lightly, and then turned around, as if she hadn't seen this scene, and didn't tell Ning Jingchen what to pay attention to.
Some people, no matter how good they are, they don't belong to you, so why waste your efforts.
Under the tree, Ning Jingchen finally moved his lips away, gasped slightly, and said in his ear: "Ruyan, if there is danger for a while, just run along the road we came, understand?" β
"Ning Jingchen, do you think I'm not qualified to fight side by side with you?"
There was a bit of cunning and three points of stubbornness in his bright eyes, and he looked at Ning Jingchen with his head held high, full of smiles.
"Ruyan, you know what I'm talking about."
Ning Jingchen smiled helplessly, and rubbed one hand back and forth on her head a few times.
"Ning Jingchen, I thought you understood what I was talking about."
Abandonment is like smoke and raises his jaw higher, and the firmness in his eyes is like a rock that does not shift.
"Like a ...... of smoke"
Ning Jingchen looked deeply at such a stubborn abandonment for him, and a touch of emotion flowed in his heart, but there was hesitation in his eyes.
When he was about to say something, he stood on tiptoe and wrapped his arms around his neck, placing the warm lip flap over his.
He only felt a touch of sweetness that belonged to her coming to him, with a very comfortable soft feeling, but for a moment, like heavy snow swept over the long-drought desert and plunged into the sand.
to sink him.
He slowly closed his eyes, and a deep smile of helplessness and doting appeared on his lips.
Qu Ruyan whispered in his ear: "Ning Jingchen, listen." Don't say anything to let me go, do you really think that I can live without you? β
"Like a ...... of smoke"
Ning Jingchen lowered his head, pressed his forehead deeply against her forehead, closed his eyes slightly and whispered, "Okay, listen to you for your husband." β
"Let's go, then?"
Abandon Ruyan smiled, took Ning Jingchen's hand, and walked towards the depths of the back mountain with a shake of joy.
She hummed a small tune as she walked: "I have a little dog at home, and his name is Ning Jingchen." Bad and stupid and disobedient......"
Ning Jingchen was amused by her all of a sudden, letting her lead her, letting her sing nonsense, her eyes were full of eternal love.
A red sunset bloomed its last rays at the end of the horizon, burning the indigo blue sky into a fiery color, and the large clouds were also dyed orange-red, like a nirvana-reborn fire phoenix soaring in the nine heavens, and jumped into the sky after a clear cry.
The forest was also sprinkled with orange warmth by the afterglow, like time slowly falling through the gaps in the leaves, covering the road under their feet with a peaceful gold.
The figures of the two walked farther and farther away, holding hands one after the other, and the sunset dragged the figures of the two for a long time, so long that the sky and the earth changed color.
The red line of the sky finally sank downward, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the night slowly rose.
A waning moon hangs over the clear blue of the night, and the stars set all over the sky, dotting the Milky Way with sparkling waves.
In the deep mountains three thousand feet below, a little fiery red dazzled in the entire dark forest.
The two sat next to each other next to a burning fire, and the bonfire illuminated their faces brightly and clearly.
There was a pheasant on top of the fire, fat dripping with oil.
Drops of oil flowed down the river, dripping into the fire, and the flames jumped high with a crackle, and the smell of roast chicken came to the face.
"Wow...... It smells so good! Ning Jingchen, okay, I didn't expect you to have such a hand! β
Qi Ruyan couldn't wait to break a piece of chicken leg, and he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and praised Ning Jingchen again and again.
"In the past, when the Six Realms were still scattered, there were often marches and battles, and several times when the grain and grass were cut off, I went hunting with General Mo and the soldiers, and then roasted and ate with them. After a long time, it will naturally become proficient. β
Ning Jingchen said with a smile while plucking the wood, looking at her gobbling up.
"Were you particularly cruel and ruthless when you used to fight?"
The movement in Qi Ruyan's hand paused, and then curiously leaned over and asked.
Ning Jingchen saw that her lips were covered with oil stains, so she naturally stretched out her fingertips to gently wipe the oil stains off her lips, and said with a smile in her eyes: "If you are not ferocious, you will be killed by the enemy." On the battlefield, you can only win, not lose. β
Abandoned like smoke was wiped by his fingertips on his lips, and a tingling sensation rippled from his lips, and soon spread to the blood veins of her body, making her feel her heart skip a beat.
A little panic, a lot of sweetness.
She pursed her lips, shrunk back a bit, and asked with a snicker, "And what's the most murderous thing you've ever done?" β
Ning Jingchen caught the shyness in her eyes, and there was a thousand joys in her eyes.
He stared at her for a long time, and then said with a smile: "The most murderous thing is probably that one person slaughtered 3,000 enemy soldiers and captured a city. β
"Ahem, ahemβhow did you do that?"
Qi Ruyan's eyes widened, almost choking on a piece of chicken, and asked in surprise and adoration.
"At that time, I was already red-eyed, and I could only win and not lose."
Ning Jingchen lowered his head and smiled, just a few words brought such a glorious past.
"Oku......"
Qu Ruyan nodded thoughtfully, some understanding and some puzzled.
The bonfire lined Ning Jingchen's jade-like face slightly red, as if he had drunk an aged wine.
He gently picked up a twig, drew the word "smoke" on the sand, and then said in a trance: "But what I am probably going to do tonight is even more cruel and cruel than sixteen years ago. β
"Why?"
Qu Ruyan stopped what he was doing, hesitated for a moment and asked.
"Because, this time, you're here."
Ning Jingchen slowly raised his eyes, and there was deep love in his eyes as deep as an abyss, which dispersed from his jade-like pupils towards his eyebrows little by little, and was brightly lit by the bright starlight.
It was the color that she would never forget, and it was also in her pale and boring life that he picked up a pen and drew a word in her heart, which was gilded and never left behind.
There was a slow mist in her eyes, and her throat couldn't help choking for a while, and after a long time, she whispered: "Ning Jingchen, I probably used up all the good luck of the previous sixteen years to meet such you." β
The campfire slowly burned her face, and the wind gently blew her eyelashes, trembling slightly.
Ning Jingchen stared at her at this time from the side, and the branches in her hands inadvertently fell to the ground happily, splashing sparks like fireworks flying up countless times.