Ding Ai frowned, Jiangcheng has been in Jiangcheng recently, and it seems that it is indeed not peaceful.

She was pondering Zhao Zihua's case in her heart, when she heard Leng Chenglian on the side say shyly: "Little sister-in-law, He Yu knows, he has a sister named He Yinsheng, who is more difficult than Jian Youming, you have to look at my little uncle." ”

Ding Ai's nerves jumped when she heard He Yu's name, she was serving a bowl of millet porridge and eating "purring", and only after swallowing most of it did she say: "Don't worry, your little uncle is a boiled duck in front of me, and he can't fly." ”

“…… Poof" Leng Chenglian pounded the table and laughed for a while, and even Huo Minglang, who was restrained and polite, couldn't hold back a "poof" when he heard this.

Jian Tianqi: "......"

Huo Minglang put the porridge in his mouth while laughing, but his face changed abruptly, grabbed the teacup on the side and covered it with a tissue and spit out the porridge in his mouth.

Seeing this, Leng Chenglian's face changed greatly: "Brother Lang, what's wrong with you!" ”

Huo Minglang hissed, his face wrinkled: "It's so hot." ”

"Hot?" Leng Chenglian looked at Ding Ai, who had already eaten the second bowl, the latter was stunned, her eyes paused for a moment, she smiled and said, "It's not hot, maybe millet porridge is earlier than seafood porridge." ”

"No," Leng Chenglian said, "but the seafood porridge comes first." I ordered it in the order of the menu, and the first one is particularly recommended. Seafood porridge is the signature ......"

Ding Ai shrugged, "I don't feel hot......"

"Brother Long, are you alright?" Leng Chenglian asked.

"It's okay, it's just careless."

Ding Ai was slightly relieved to see that the attention of the two had been taken away from her. Jian Tianqi's afterglow swept over her slightly trembling eyelashes, and the bottom of her eyes became a little more meaningful.

Ding Ai originally thought that the four of them would not see each other again after eating like this, but she didn't expect that Jian Tianqi woke up the next morning when she was practicing morning exercises, and when she took her out for breakfast, she met the two again.

The Jian family worships the ancestors for two days, the first day is to worship the sky, and the second day is to worship the ancestors.

There was nothing to do with Jian Tianqi to worship the ancestors, Ding Ai was stunned by the third brother Jian who had nothing to do and stayed in this ghost place for one night, until she saw the two people standing at the door.

Huo Minglang changed into a jacket, and his whole person was much neater, and his original elegant appearance fused with a yuppie taste of few female killers.

Leng Chenglian was still wearing yesterday's jacket, and because he was tall and strong, with broad shoulders and narrow hips, long and straight legs, and his overly bloated upper body, his whole body was wrapped like a humanoid mecha.

Seeing Ding Ai and Jian Tianqi coming out, the "humanoid mecha" beckoned to them from afar. Ding Ai saw that he was still holding a bunch of yellow and white chrysanthemums in his arms.

At this time, Ding Ai realized that they might be going to sweep the tomb.

When Leng Chenglian saw Ding Ai, she immediately smiled: "Little sister-in-law, did you sleep well yesterday?" ”

"Okay." Yesterday, Jian Tianqi came back and seemed to be exceptionally silent, lying down earlier than her. She thought that he was still injured in his back, and today she tossed again and the wound was ruptured, so she didn't dare to sleep, for fear that he would burn up in the middle of the night because of the wound.

When she stayed up until the second half of the night to make sure that Jian Tianqi was fine, she slept honestly.

This was originally nothing, but the race with Jian Xingwen earlier last night consumed some physical strength. Today she felt a little empty.

Leng Chenglian took the lead and shouted: "It's bad, little sister-in-law, why are you wearing such a little bit, we are going to the mountains, it's cold there." ”

Qingming still has a little damp chill.

The early spring in Jiangcheng is indeed a cold spring, especially the damp and cold in the early morning, and it is a little unbearable to wear no matter how many clothes you wear.

Only then did Ding Ai notice that his upper body was loose and short, his lower body was cotton shorts, and his two thin white legs were so clearly exposed, plus a pair of thin-soled canvas shoes, it looked very cool.

"Little sister-in-law, I see that you are so cold that your whole person looks like frozen dumplings with frost, and you can still vaguely see the green vegetables, ahh

Ding Ai was obviously amused by his analogy: "I am not afraid of the cold. ”

Leng Chenglian obviously didn't believe it. In the deep mountains and old forests, even one of his big men shivered from the cold.

"I'm really not cold," Ding Ai gently touched Leng Chenglian's exposed neck skin with his palm, "Look." ”

"Ahh Leng Chenglian was sighing, when she saw Jian Tianqi, who was silent on the side, suddenly reached out and grabbed Ding Ai's wrist, took her hand away from Leng Chenglian's neck, and put it into his coat pocket with his own hand.

"Alright." The deep male voice seemed to be stained with the early morning fog, "Let's go." ”

With that, he pulled Ding Ai towards the black Land Rover parked not far away.

Leng Chenglian looked at Jian Tianqi's back as she left in amazement, and subconsciously looked at Huo Minglang on the side, the other party was also looking at him with a subtle expression, and the two exchanged glances in the air, and they both saw the incredible in each other's eyes.

Jiangcheng is divided into Jiangnan and Jiangbei by a Yangtze River.

There is the West Mountain in the west of the south of the Yangtze River, and the Yanheng Mountain Group where the Jianjia Villa is located in the south.

Although it is said to be a group of mountains, in fact, as a mountain range in the south, it is really not too high, and at most it is a mound that needs to be climbed a few more steps.

Huo Minglang parked the car halfway up the mountain, and then went up, it was a wild road.

There was still a thin mist in the Qingming Mountains, and Ding Ai followed Huo Minglang and the others for a while before realizing that his hand was still in Jian Tianqi's pocket. In particular, the mountain road is slightly rugged, and when walking, the elbows of the two people bump into each other from time to time.

Her body doesn't know whether it's hot or cold, and naturally there is no such thing as a cold.

It's just that since you have to pretend in front of him, it's a little difficult to ride a tiger now.

That's a good deal.

She glanced at him with her peripheral vision. The hazy light of the early morning hit the side of his face, making the already cold jaw line clearer and sharper, but the mist shrouded in between his eyebrows and eyes, and the dark color under his eyes was also dyed with a wet haze.

Ding Dujun wanted to cry and looked away without tears.

Beauty is in front, and she can't say a word "no".

She fled during the banquet yesterday, but after leaving the room, she didn't actually go far.

She already had amazing ears, and the dining environment near the private room where they sat was quiet.

Leng Chenglian's words were heard in her ears word for word.

It's a lie to say it's not sad.

But she was also much more relaxed in her heart.

What if he fell in love with her? She lived so hard, I don't know how old she was and suddenly burned out one day.

She didn't have that life to accompany him for the rest of her life.

In fact, she used to think that he also liked herself even a little.

If he likes himself, think that he has a long way to go, but her time is short. She was sad.

But she found that all his words and deeds were just hypocrisy, and she still seemed sad.

It's not fucking easy to like someone.

"It's here!"

Leng Chenglian's cheerful voice recalled Ding Ai's consciousness that she had been wandering, and she was stunned and saw the top of Yanheng Mountain.

"......" She held back for a long time and still couldn't help complaining: "Why is this mountain top flat......"

Leng Chenglian smiled unusually coquettishly and mysteriously at Ding Ai when she heard this: "Jiangcheng is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, I heard that this Yanheng Mountain is actually the tomb of an emperor of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Let's not know if we are sleeping with the treasures of thousands of years ago! ”

Ding Ai snorted coldly.

Then you have to have a life.

Leng Chenglian's eyes circled around Ding Ai, "Little sister-in-law, are you really not cold?" ”

Ding Ai pointed to the hand that was held in Jian Tianqi's pocket, "With your little uncle warming me, my heart is covered with heat, and my body will not be cold." ”

Leng Chenglian was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly covered her teeth: "Ouch, it's so sour that I ......"

Ding Ai noticed Jian Tianqi's gaze at her, and greeted her back, with an inquiring meaning.

His eyebrows twitched slightly, "What's wrong with you since yesterday?" ”

She smiled at him, "No, you're just wrong with a tendon in my head." ”

She walked forward as she spoke, but he pulled her with a little force: "Why are you angry?" ”

"Nope."

When he said those two words, Ding Ai noticed the sourness that suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Although it was only for a moment, it turned into the morning mist in the mountains.

Leng Chenglian walked forward, and from the conversation between him and Huo Minglang, she learned that Leng Ruosu was actually buried here.

Once because she was excited, she also read through Leng Ruosu's revised "Strange Chronicles of Hundred Herbs" all night.

That legendary man of the year is now buried here quietly, and no one cares about it.

"My second aunt and grandmother like to be quiet, but now it's not like in the past, you can bury people wherever you dig a pit. So my second aunt and grandmother were cremated and sprinkled here. Although this monument stands here, this mountain is full of my second aunt and grandmother. ”

"......" Ding Ai looked at the sad expression on Leng Chenglian's face, and finally couldn't help complaining.

On the other hand, what diverted her attention was the hand of the man holding hers, which for some reason gradually became cold.

She subconsciously reached out and shook him back a little hard, and her palm pressed against the back of his slender and powerful fingers, rubbing gently.

At the same time, he frowned and said, "Third Brother Jian, are you cold?" "I was injured yesterday, and I had supper with her at night, and I didn't sleep long and woke up early in the morning to climb the mountain.

Although this strain on people who practice martial arts is nothing, she feels distressed. Plus he really didn't wear much.

Leng Chenglian is really not a serious person, hearing Ding Ai's words, without waiting for Jian Tianqi to answer, he has already broken his leg and shouted on the side: "Little sister-in-law, if the little brother can't warm you, you can come to my arms, yayaya-"

The echo from the top of the mountain suddenly became even more sassy.

The corners of Ding Ai's forehead twitched.

Among the people she knows, Junko is the most out-of-the-box.

But even if she jumps out again, she still has a sense of proportion across layers of awe, how can she be like Leng Chenglian, who opened her mouth and closed her mouth to tease her?

She was about to speak, but she heard Jian Tianqi say lightly on the side: "You will move out of the house in the south of the city tomorrow." ”

"Huh?" The young man, who was still coquettish for a while, suddenly pounced in shock: "Little uncle! You can't do this! What's the difference between you doing this and killing me? ”

However, Jane just looked at Leng Chenglian, and then, her thin lips were hooked.

He tugged Ding Ai's hand lightly and said in a low voice, "Let's go." ”

“……”

Leng Chenglian looked at the backs of the two who were gradually moving away in disbelief, like a statue petrified on the top of the mountain, cold and stiff from head to toe.

Huo Minglang pushed down his glasses and said, "Let you be sassy." ”

“……”

"Little uncle, I'm wrong, don't go-"