Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment.

"Yiren, how long have we been here! Not even half the way, you've rested no less than ten times! If you continue to rest like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach the top of the mountain before dark today! ”

Su Zheng frowned lightly and said with a look of impatience.

Feng Zexi's brows furrowed, and he was about to speak, when he heard Zhao Lang say: "Zheng'er, Miss Yiren is probably really tired." Or else? You go first, and I'm tired left and right, just to be able to be with the Yiren girl. ”

Su Zheng frowned impatiently, glanced at him, snorted, and said very dissatisfiedly: "Whatever you want!" ”

After saying that, he lifted his feet and walked towards the mountain alone.

Tong Yezi and Feng Hong looked at Zhao Lang, and then looked at Yiren: "Yiren, what do you think?" ”

Iren almost collapsed on a stone, and then she looked tired and waved her champas: "I'm fine." Let's go. I'm saying that I can't move anything! ”

The husband and wife glanced at each other and hesitated for a moment, but still nodded: "Then let's go first." There is a ritual on the top of the mountain today, if you miss it, you will have to wait for a long time! ”

Yiren pouted: "He doesn't care what the law is or what he doesn't do." The Buddha doesn't bless me again! Let's go. Zhao Gongzi also go, I'll do it alone. ”

Zhao Lang also casually walked to the side, looking lazy and tired: "I can't walk either." I'm just going to rest here with you. Besides, your girl's house is not safe in this barren mountain and wilderness. ”

Hearing these words from behind him, Su Zheng smiled coldly, thinking in his heart, this barren mountain is not safe because of you!

Tong Yeming and Meng Zhen didn't say anything, they just took a deep look at Yiren, and then followed Feng Hong and Tong Yezi away.

However, Feng Zexi hesitated to stand beside Yiren, looked at Yiren for a while, and then looked up at the person who had gone away: "Yiren, you ......"

He looked at her with some hesitation.

Yiren also knows martial arts, a person who knows martial arts, but he has only walked a few steps, how can he be tired like this?

Moreover, since she came out to climb the mountain, why was she dressed so revealingly?

Looking at Zhao Lang next to him again, those eyes were almost glued to Yiren, and Feng Zexi couldn't help frowning.

Zhao Lang's gaze, he couldn't be clearer.

Thinking that Yiren wanted to be alone here with Zhao Lang, he couldn't let go.

Before he could finish speaking, Yiren waved his hand impatiently: "Let's go, let's go." I'm weak! I don't need you to be pitiful! ”

She spoke with a hint of complaint.

"I'm ...... "I'll carry you......

Feng Zexi hesitated.

However, as soon as a word came out, Yiren interrupted him impatiently again: "Okay, okay, I know, I shouldn't go out with you to make trouble today!" Stop it! I know! ”

Feng Zexi opened his mouth, wanting to explain something.

But seeing that Yiren looked impatient and didn't want to say anything more to him, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart and instruct: "Then you should be careful." ”

As he spoke, he took a deep look at Zhao Lang and walked back step by step.

When Feng Zexi also walked away, Zhao Lang squatted down and looked at Yiren with a gentle face: "Miss Yiren, what do you think?" ”

Yiren raised his head at this time, a pair of eyes full of water, looked at Zhao Lang watery, and looked into his eyes: "Zhao Gongzi, people walk so sorely." ”

As he spoke, he gently lifted the hem of his skirt, revealing his ankles like jade.

Zhao Lang was so flirtatious that he still pretended to be a decent gentleman, and gently lifted his robe: "Then, why don't I help the girl rub her feet?" ”

As he spoke, without waiting for the Yiren to speak, his hand was slowly stretched towards the Yiren's feet.

Yiren smiled shyly, his cheeks were crimson, and he didn't know if he was tired or ashamed: "Then thank you Zhao Gongzi." ”

Her voice fell, and her feet were grabbed by Zhao Lang.

As if taken aback, the Yiren's feet shrank back slightly, but he didn't use much force.

Such a desire to welcome and refuse to make Zhao Lang's heart flutter more and more, only to feel that the fragrance of the little foot grasped by his hand was striking, and the skin of the tentacles was smooth and soft, like a good brocade, which made people can't help but want to caress it.

Thinking like this, Zhao Lang's hand couldn't help but slide lightly, along Yiren's ankle, gently caressing her calf, and then again, and then ......

"Zhao Gongzi ......" Yiren called him softly, his body trembled slightly, but his eyes looking at Zhao Lang were shy and timid, which made Zhao Lang feel more and more itchy when he saw it.

Zhao Lang seemed to suddenly notice his movements, and quickly withdrew his hand, stood up and took a step back, and hurriedly explained: "Miss Yiren, I'm sorry, I ...... I didn't mean to. I...... I just, I can't help it. You...... You're so beautiful...... I...... I ......"

"Hee-hee!" Yiren covered his lips and smiled, as if he was pleased by his embarrassment, "Look at you are sweating profusely!" I don't blame you! Come here, I'll wipe your sweat! ”

Zhao Lang was secretly proud, but his face was embarrassed: "This ...... Not good. ”

Yiren picked up the hooking eyes and looked back and forth: "What's wrong with this!" You see, there's no one right now! Speaking of this, he suddenly lowered his head aggrievedly, "Oh, I know, you think I'm from a Qinglou and don't want to get close to me...... It's just that I'm making it to myself. ”

As he spoke, he sobbed softly.

The weak shoulders shook slightly, making people feel distressed when they looked at it.

Zhao Lang hooked his lips disdainfully, the mockery in his eyes flashed, and he still walked over with a gentle look, sighed a little helplessly, and reached out to hold Yiren's soft little hand: "Alas! That's it, I've lost to you. Rub it for you! You're so good, where am I willing to dislike you. I'm just afraid you'll think I'm the one I am. If you hadn't made my heart like that, I'd ...... Alas......"

said another helpless sigh.

Yiren raised his head, his eyes were still full of tears, but there was a smile between his eyebrows: "I know, you are excellent." I'm tired, sit down and thank you. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gently helped Zhao Lang wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead with the champa in his hand, and his eyes were full of affection and timidity, which looked more and more exciting.

The champa floated gently around the tip of his nose, and the elegant and simple fragrance of fat powder quietly slipped into Zhao Lang's nose.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath and sniff the scent deeper.

But he couldn't help but raise his hand, grabbed Yiren's hand, and looked at her eyes with an expression: "Miss Yiren, you are so fragrant." I ......"

Yiren was suddenly grabbed by his hand, and immediately lowered his head shyly, and gently pulled his arm: "Zhao Gongzi ......"

This soft call didn't look like a refusal, but like an invitation to something.