Xiao Qi's eyes flickered, because only he knew that the reason why he was really angry was not that Ruoshui was in contact with Mo Qingfeng, but that his sister paid too little attention to him! Even Mo Qingfeng, a bad guy, can get more attention from his sister than him.

"It's not early, let's go back to sleep quickly, we have to hurry tomorrow morning!" Ruoshui said, "You have to rest well, and only after resting will you have the strength to go tomorrow!" It's all mountainous, and it's very difficult to walk, so you have to have enough energy! ”

Xiao Qi nodded, winking at Ruoshui.

"Okay, sister, Xiao Qi knows, Xiao Qi will go back to sleep with his sister!"

Under the night sky, Ruoshui only felt that the little beggar's eyes were bright and deep, and this little beggar looked cute. She couldn't help but wink at the little beggar.

Her soul is already an old aunt, and she has no resistance to such a small cute thing.

Seeing Ruoshui blinking his eyes, Xiao Qi smiled sweetly, and when he laughed, two shallow dimples appeared on his cheeks.

"Let's go!" Ruoshui said.

The little beggar took Ruoshui's hand and walked forward with Ruoshui.

The night was quiet, and even the wind stopped.

The silence in the woods was eteronishing, except for the sound of their footsteps on the leaves.

"Sister." The little beggar suddenly spoke.

"Well, what's wrong?" Ruoshui said.

"Sister, if one day, you find out that Xiao Qi is a little liar, what will you do? At that time, will you still ask for a little beggar? The little beggar asked.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ruoshui's mouth: "Xiao Qi is so good, how can he be a little liar, even if he is a little liar, you won't lie to your sister, right?" ”

Xiao Qi's eyes flickered for a moment, and then nodded vigorously at Ruoshui.

"Yes, sister, the little beggar will not deceive you!"

When the two of them returned to the tent, Mo Qingfeng had already returned before them.

Mo Qingfeng stood under a big tree and watched them come over.

"You're back?" Mo Qingfeng asked.

"Yes, we're back. Little beggar, go to sleep. ”

"Yes, sister." The little beggar let go of Ruoshui's hand.

Immediately went into his tent and went to sleep.

Seeing such a scene, Mo Qingfeng couldn't help but smile: "Your little follower is really obedient." Even I envy him, being able to be with you and holding your hand. ”

Ruoshui ignored him, turned and walked into his tent.

The bonfire outside was constantly swaying, and inside the tent, Ruoshui could clearly see Qi Zhuang's cheeks.

Qi Zhuang lay there, covered with thatch, and slept soundly.

Ruoshui reached out and gently touched his eyebrows. The familiar feeling, the familiar smell, the familiar temperature, made her feel her heart racing.

Under normal circumstances, Qi Zhuang sleeps very lightly, as long as there is a little movement from the people around him, he can wake up.

But now, Qi Zhuang's divine sense is sealed by a silver needle, so he can sleep so sweetly and so steadily.

"Sleep, sleep. Tomorrow we will be able to reach the village! Ruoshui said.

As she spoke, she lay down beside Qi Zhuang and pulled the thatch over her body.

Feeling Qi Zhuang's even breathing and smelling the familiar smell of Qi Zhuang's body, Ruoshui felt full of a sense of security.

In this way, she gradually fell asleep and slept soundly.

Early the next morning, they woke up.

Qi Zhuang also woke up.

When Qi Zhuang opened his eyes, his eyes were still as empty as yesterday.