An Jing immediately laughed: "No wonder you dared to take me to the center of the water."

After a pause, An Jing smiled and said, "My husband, I am also very good at water. I can hold my breath in the water for a long time. If we really fall down, if you take me back or not, I should be able to take you back."

Xiao Changyi said nothing and continued to support the bamboo raft in the middle of the river.

Yin Jing didn't say anything anymore, but instead enjoyed the increasingly beautiful scenery.

The trees around are lush and reflected in the water, and the water becomes dark green; the river surface is shimmering and shimmering, and a bamboo raft slowly sails into the middle of the river. There are two people standing on the bamboo raft, handsome men and beautiful women, which also becomes a beautiful scenery.

Because An Jing and Xiao Changyi didn't speak, except for the sound of birds singing, the sound of water flowing, and the sound of bamboo poles supporting water to make the bamboo rafts move, there was no other sound at all. It was really natural.

It's refreshing.

After standing quietly for a while, she simply lay on the bamboo raft and relaxed all over. She really enjoyed this situation and this feeling.

But because the sunlight was a bit dazzling, Wen Jing opened the oil paper umbrella and placed it next to her head.

With the obstruction of the oil paper umbrella, she finally no longer could not open her eyes completely because of the dazzling light.

With both hands under her head, An Jing felt the bamboo raft under her slowly moving, and as she watched the scenery on both sides slowly retreat, her eyes could also see her husband who was using bamboo poles to push the bamboo raft forward. An Jing really felt that she was very peaceful at this moment.

This feeling is really good.

There is no secularity, no dispute, only tranquility and beauty.

As soon as Xiao Changyi pushed the bamboo raft into the middle of the river, he stopped supporting it, but instead put away the bamboo pole and sat next to the quiet.

He didn't say anything, but sat quietly beside Jing Jing, quietly looking at the scenery, and he just watched Jing Jing.

From the corner of her eyes, An Jing caught a glimpse of her husband's eyes looking at her, and she felt funny. Then, she stopped looking at the scenery, and she smiled and looked back at her husband's husband.

After silently looking at her husband for a long time, she smiled and asked, "Why, you lie down too?"

“Okay.”

Because the bamboo raft was a little narrow, it was impossible for both of them to lie flat, so they could only lie on their side and lie on their side face to face.

She looked at him, he looked at her.

At this moment, she only had him in her eyes, and she in his eyes.

Originally, only one of the quiet ones was covered, but as soon as Xiao Changyi lay down, the oil paper umbrella covered the two of them. The oil paper umbrella was placed obliquely, covering their heads, allowing them to avoid the dazzling light.

The oil paper umbrella is white, and there is a red plum blossom painted on the oil paper umbrella, which is particularly elegant and beautiful.

The scenery is as beautiful as a painting. A pair of people are painted on the bamboo raft. A man is wearing a mysterious dress, a woman is wearing a white dress, and an elegant oil paper umbrella. The surroundings are quiet and sparkling. I don’t know whether it is the person in the painting or the immortal in the sky. It is beautiful and incomparable.

Because of the obstruction of the oil paper umbrella, no one knows what the two people under the oil paper umbrella are doing, but if they remove the oil paper umbrella, they will appear. They were originally just looking at each other quietly, their faces were approaching each other, kissing each other, and they stopped savoring, but their lips trembled slightly.

Even though they have been married for a long time, their hearts are still thrilling for each other.

"Mr.," Jingjing looked at each other for a while, and finally spoke again. The voice was not loud and small, but it was enough for Xiao Changyi to hear it. "Do you know what it means to 'only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals'?"

"Yes," Xiao Changyi nodded slightly, "Like us."
Chapter completed!