A gust of wind blew and rolled up the corners of her black trench coat.

She was almost black, and her figure was too slender and light, making people even worry that the wind would blow her down if it was stronger.

If not the two of them.

If it weren't for the bow in her hand.

If it weren't for seeing the sharpness of the arrow just now.

Jiang Mingheng wouldn't believe that the arrow was shot by the beautiful girl in front of him.

When you look at each other, you know the depth.

Jiang Mingheng raised a gentle smile and asked with interest, "Who are you?" ”

Jiang Qing said bluntly: "Jiang Qing." ”

Ginger?

There was a flash of doubt in his eyes.

Jiang Qing looked around and asked him, "Is there a horse here?" ”

Jiang Mingheng thought of something, and asked suspiciously: "You don't still want to ride a horse and shoot arrows, do you?" ”

Jiang Qing said frankly: "It does have this intention. ”

She had forgotten how long it had been since she had touched a bow and arrow.

The last time, it seemed to be a certain dynasty.

On the prairie, the memories of galloping horses and wanton archery made her feel nostalgic at the moment.

Time has inadvertently spanned hundreds of years.

Jiang Mingheng said, "I'm sorry, I don't have horses at home." ”

Jiang Qing didn't feel sorry either.

After all, it's not the ancient times, and who would raise horses at home.

Jiang Mingheng raised the bow and arrow in his hand and motioned to her: "Come to a game?" ”

Jiang Qing bowed, "Yes." ”

Jiang Mingheng made a lady's priority gesture and stepped aside very gentlemanly.

She didn't move, she just stood there.

Without even making a preparatory move, he drew his bow.

Jiang Mingheng raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at her seemingly casual, but with an uninhibited posture.

It was as if he had drawn his bow and arrow so casually.

What she had in her hand was Jiang Mingheng's most commonly used bow, but when she was about to use it, she found that there was something wrong with the string, so she changed to another one, which was temporarily put aside.

I remember this and want to remind me.

But her arrows had been shot.

Jiang Mingheng's gaze followed, and he only had time to see that after the arrow hit the bull's-eye, the tail of the arrow shook slightly.

So fast.

Jiang Qing looked at him and asked, "Is there another target?" ”

Jiang Mingheng estimated that she thought the target was too close.

At this time, someone came in a hurry.

"Young Master Mingheng, we are looking for ......"

After a pause, he looked at Jiang Qing and took his seat almost immediately.

It's her!

Miss Jiang Qing, who is as beautiful as a little fairy!

Jiang Mingheng guessed Jiang Qing's identity through the expressions of his subordinates.

"Is Aunt Yitong back?"

The subordinate nodded.

Jiang Mingheng laughed and said softly to Jiang Qing, "It turned out to be Jiang Qing's sister." ”

Jiang Qing saw that he didn't want to continue, so he put down his bow and arrow and picked up his milk tea.

Jiang Mingheng walked up to her, looked her up and down, and said in a happy tone: "I didn't expect my sister to be so beautiful, no wonder Aunt Yitong wants to hide you." If I had such a fairy sister, I would hide it from others. ”

Jiang Qing didn't answer, and sucked milk tea by himself.

Jiang Mingheng didn't wait for the word he wanted.

But he doesn't feel neglected, he just thinks that this sister is too individual.

"Sister, I'm your brother Mingheng."

"Hmm."

Jiang Mingheng saw that she was so cool, and she was so cool, so she simply said bluntly: "You call me brother." ”

Jiang Qing raised his eyes to look at him.

He urged again, and his tone was intimate: "Good sister, it's okay to call Brother Mingheng." ”

Jiang Qing still didn't speak, and her clear black and white eyes seemed to have a smile.