Chapter 3: Heartache

Maybe everyone has grown up in recent years, and there are fewer intersections, Wen Youran didn't expect when his strength became so big, and he was so tall, his wrist was dragged by him so painfully, and he almost fell to the ground, his steps were too big, and he had to run to keep up, Wen Youran shook his hand hard, "You don't need to pull, I'll go by myself." ”

Long Yizheng let go of her, Wen leisurely touched his aching arm, and then sighed: Time flies, Long Yizheng is no longer the child who was not as tall as her when he was a child, and often chased after them to play together.

When he arrived at the cloun room, Wen Youran tightened her lips and looked at him suspiciously, thinking: Didn't he pull her to sue, wouldn't it be better to bring "incriminating evidence"?

Long Yizheng straightened up, looked at her coldly, and raised the corners of his mouth with a smile.

Wen Youran frowned slightly, looking at his expression, she suddenly had an ominous premonition, although on the way over, she had already thought of various countermeasures, but now, she suddenly felt that Long Yizheng didn't seem to be so easy to deal with......

Long Yizheng took his eyes off her, and in front of her, he suddenly reached out to unbutton the collar of his shirt.

Wen Youran was taken aback by his actions, his face turned pale, his heart jumped suddenly, and he asked uneasily, "...... What are you doing here? ”

Long Yizheng stared at Wen Youran, those eyes seemed to be able to invade people's hearts, the corners of his mouth raised, lowered his eyes to pull the last belt around his waist, and took off his shirt, he had been practicing martial arts for a long time, his body was strong, and his jade-like white skin was shining, making people feel an abundant life force.

"Ahh ”

It turns out that she is also afraid! Long Yizheng smiled evilly, threw his clothes on her, and said solemnly: "My request is to be as clean as ever, otherwise you will die!" ”

Wen Youran understood what he meant, her face was so hot that she hurriedly let go of the hand covering her eyes in embarrassment, hugged her clothes, she immediately adjusted her state to calm down, and after a moment, she squinted and smiled embarrassedly, and compromised: "Try your best...... Try to ......"

Long Yizheng frowned and looked at her angrily, "Wen Youran, don't you understand human words!" ”

"How can you wash it until it is as clean as ever!" Wen Youran immediately changed his serious face, looked at the clothes carefully, looked at himself again, and protested: "People like you must not know the hardships of washing, ink is generally not clean, and you and I are wasted." ”

Long Yizheng looked at her impatiently, and coldly put down his words: "I don't care!" Hurry up and wash! ”

Wen Youran only then realized that he was wearing a small and delicate, white jade like congealed fat around his neck, she looked at him uncomfortably, and nervously suggested: "That...... You go out first? ”

"Wen Youran, are you all paste? Let His Highness go out like this, you can figure it out! Less nonsense, I'm here to watch you, you hurry. ”

Wen leisurely pursed his lips, glanced at him, and turned to put the clothes into the pool...... She washed it carefully, and then it suddenly happened, why does this guy like to wear white so much? But for individual colors, it is easier to wash. Fortunately, this light cloth was not too long because the ink stained time, and it was actually washed, Wen leisurely wrung out the clothes, turned around and prepared to go out to dry but was taken by Long Yizheng.

Long Yizheng shook the wet clothes, unfolded them, and put them back on his body, the clothes were clinging to the bulging skin on his chest, and the luster was faintly flowing.

For a moment, Wen was stunned, and hurriedly turned around in embarrassment, her heart was so confused, her face was terribly red, and she swallowed her saliva involuntarily.

Long Yizheng looked at her with his back to him because of his blushing, and his chest throbbed, like a dragonfly dotting water, without a trace...... In a moment, he carefully buttoned the buckle, turned and strode away.

Today's riding lesson is usually in the mountains and forests near Guozijian, Long Yizheng finally got the opportunity to ride this bloody horse, he rode his horse and galloped away.

"Long Yizheng, slow down!" Long Yumo was worried about his safety, and raised his horsewhip to catch up.

Wen Youran was wearing a riding costume, heroic and sassy, her hair was tied on the top of her head, and she was wearing a cyan hairband, she rode a jujube red horse, and when the horse ran, the hairband flew behind her in the wind, very chic. Seeing that the princess's horse was approaching, she hurried to follow.

In the middle of the night, Long Yizheng stopped by the river, he dismounted and loosened the reins, and let the horse eat the fat water and grass by the river, while he rested under the shade of the tree.

Feng Mulin was the first to catch up, he looked at the beautiful scenery by the river, and also dismounted and banished the horse to the river.

Long Yumo and Wen Youran found them for a long time, Long Yumo got off the horse, Wen Youran immediately dismounted and took the reins in her hand. Long Yumo glanced at Long Yizheng, strode forward and grabbed the reins of the sweaty BMW, got on the horse after a short rest, and went forward alone.

Wen leisurely glanced at Long Yizheng, and hurriedly left the horse that the princess rode over to him, and the fast horse followed behind Long Yumo, they were slow, and Long Yizheng and Feng Mulin also followed after a while.

The wind blew through a green melon field, mixed with the fragrance of grass and flowers and melons and fruits, setting off waves of turquoise leaves.

Long Yumo smelled the unique fragrance, she had never seen such a melon field, on a whim, she suddenly stopped her horse, looked at the melon and said, "I want to eat melon." ”

The large melon fields are empty, and even if they want to buy them, no one has any money with them, let alone a seller. Wen leisurely glanced at Feng Mulin and said, "The princess wants to eat melons." ”

"Hmm--" Feng Mulin nodded, "Good idea, I want to eat it too." ”

Finally found something that could "give back" to her! Long Yizheng raised the corners of his mouth and glanced at Wen Youran, "His Highness is also thirsty." ”

After a while, Wen Youran finally understood what they meant, and immediately protested: "This melon field is unattended, and the owner cannot be found, if you pick it without consent like this, it is no different from stealing." After speaking, seeing that Long Yizheng was unmoved, he said, "A gentleman has something to do and something not to do, how can I do something to steal!" ”

Long Yizheng looked at her, raised his eyebrows, and replied to her with a smile: "You are a woman at most, what kind of gentleman can you be?" If you don't go, do you want this highness to go down? ”

"You--" Wen looked at him leisurely unconvinced, and after thinking for a moment, he compromised, "You have a noble status, and I can only be the one who can be this thief, it seems that it is indeed the most suitable for me to go." ”

Wen Youran This is the first time to be a "thief" The heart is so weak that she can't do it, her heart is like a little rabbit, which can pop out of her chest at any time, she walked into the melon field, looked at the ground, flowers and greens melons of different sizes, and suddenly wondered, which one to pick?

"Wen Youran, you are a 'thief', can you solve it quickly?" Long Yizheng looked at her in a daze, and reminded helplessly.

"If I pick one raw, I have to pick a second one, and I have to study which one is cooked." She crouched down and took a closer look.

Feng Mulin suddenly noticed that someone was coming, and hurriedly shouted loudly, "Someone is coming." ”