Seeing Jing Zhe running towards him like a vicious dog, Mu Qingren didn't even have time to pick up his clothes. His snow-white and flawless body stretched freely in the cold air and jumped away suddenly.

"Still run away? Be careful if I catch you and beat you!"

After Jing Zhe lost the first time, he made a harsh statement, then turned around and continued to chase after him.

Outside the dilapidated temple, there was a storm.

In the temple, there was a bonfire full, with a man and a woman, one man and one naked, chasing the temple so unscrupulously. The scene was very...smelling...

Even though Jing Zhe's light skills were better than Mu Qingren, because he was injured on his back and was wearing a pair of rain-soaked pants, he was struggling to walk and was inconvenient to run, so he chased after a while but couldn't catch up.

He was wise in a hurry. When he ran to the campfire again, he felt like he had tripped up by something and fell to the ground. He covered his face with one hand and stroked his back with the other, screaming in an extremely painful state.

Mu Qingren stopped instantly.

Without even thinking too much, she rushed up, all her actions were the most realistic portrayal of her heart.

"What's wrong?"

After squatting down, Mu Qingren asked anxiously, thinking that Jing Zhe had been involved in the wound again.

"pain…"

"where?"

"here…"

As he said that, Jing Zhe suddenly stood up. Before Mu Qingren could react, he held her in his arms and pressed her hand on his chest again.

"It hurts here."

Jing Zhe looked at Mu Qingren with a deep face, and the whiteness almost blinded his eyes.

When Mu Qingren was grabbed by him, he thought he was hurt at first. When he put his hand on his chest and looked affectionate, Mu Qingren knew that he had been deceived.

I want to pull my hands away, but how easy it is?

Jing Zhe held her legs with one hand, passed through her back with the other, landed on the steamed bun on one side, and then used both hands to squeeze into Jing Zhe's arms...

Mu Qingren struggled to stretch his head out, but he was still resisting.

"No~"

"You have to listen to women's words in the opposite way. When you say you don't want them, you actually want them. Are you right, Master?"

These two masters and apprentices, one in the garden and the other in the pavilion, are interesting.

“…”

Mu Qingren was stunned for a second and whispered: "You want..."

"Okay, since you want it, what else can I say? I can only be respectful and obey my duty!"

As he said that, his big hand pinched the softness behind her and was about to perform some indescribable actions. Mu Qingren was so angry that he gritted his teeth and shouted "liar", and then reached out to pat him.

This time it was unbiased and just slapped Jing Zhe's wound. Jing Zhe took a breath of cold air again, which was extremely sour and refreshing.

"Let you do bad things!"

Mu Qingren said angrily, then softened his heart: "Where did it hit? Is it hurting so much?"

Jing Zhe did not do anything bad again this time, but picked up Mu Qingren and put them on his lap. The two sat face to face, really honestly facing each other, and said with a smile: "Do you feel sorry?"

Mu Qingren didn't speak, but his expression betrayed her.

Jing Zhe reached out and carefully and gentlely separated her long hair that was soaked and stuck together. Then he picked up her face and then leaned over.

Mu Qingren had already anticipated what would happen next. She felt that she should push him away, but her hands were not in control and could not lift them up.

Or...just this time...

She comforted herself.

Then, Jing Zhe's head was already pressed on her forehead, and then separated.

Mu Qingren looked at him gratefully and said first: "We are like this... not good. I was willful before, and this is unfair to Ying Qiu. If Ying Qiu knew that I... robbed her man..."

As he spoke, his head drooped and he didn't dare to go to see Jing Zhe.

Perhaps I have never experienced such a situation. I could say it when I turned my back to Jing Zhe, but now I suddenly feel ashamed to say something when I face to face.

But Jing Zhe would not let her go. He reached out and pinched her chin again, lifted her head and looked at him.

"This is not your man who stole her, because I think if the owner of the park knew that you were like me, she would definitely support you!"

"How is this... possible?"

Mu Qingren exclaimed.

"How is it impossible?"

As Jing Zhe said, his hand was distrusted and grabbed the steamed bun that had been pressed on his back just now.

Mu Qingren snorted lightly, and was about to reach out to knock out his hand. Jing Zhe only glanced at her and said "be good". She was like a demon, and immediately put her hand back, allowing him to do whatever he wanted on him. Gradually, it seemed that in addition to his inner shame, he actually fell in love with this feeling...

"What's impossible? When I was with the owner of the garden, she often advised me to find other women, but I am a noble person and I am not a lustful person, so I have never taken action..."

Jing Zhe had a variety of tricks on his hands, kneading the steamed buns into waves, squeezed the steamed buns into big cakes, or even turning the steamed buns into pagodas.

Mu Qingren's breathing became disordered, and his breath became a little heavy, but he still said, "You... are lying! Are you... a lustful person? I don't believe it! What's going on in Qingqiu?"

When it comes to Qingqiu, Mu Qingren gets angry.

Before, she was just angry for Wang Yingqiu, but now, she felt a little angry for her indignation...

"Qingqiu, didn't you tell you that it's my third sister?"

Jing Zhe used force on his hand, causing Mu Qing to suffer and gasp.

"What, do you want to eat my third sister's jealousy?"

Mu Qingren gasped, "Who knows...you have given yourself...women are all ranked. She is...the third brother, what about the third sister?"

“…”

Jing Zhe was stunned at first, then laughed.

"The Pavilion Master's imagination is so rich!"

Mu Qingren curled his lips and asked, "Ying Qiu...had he really said such a thing?"

"If the Pavilion Master doesn't believe it, you can ask the Park Master!"

Mu Qingren was naturally embarrassed to ask such questions, but he was still very curious: "But why did Yingqiu say that?"

"because…"

Jing Zhe smiled and said, "I think it's better for the Pavilion Master to experience this kind of thing by himself!"

As he said that, his hands loosened the steamed buns, his head followed the skyline, and then he slid all the way...

If you climb too much in the wilderness, you will inevitably get hungry.

If you bring steamed buns, you will naturally want to chew them to satisfy your hunger. However, if you eat too many steamed buns, you will feel thirsty.

At this time I wanted to find water to drink...

Jing Zhe chose the most primitive and ordinary method, found a low-lying cave island, and leaned in. After a short while, he found a precious source of water from the middle and started drinking greedily...
Chapter completed!