The boy's forehead was covered with sweat. His T-shirt was soaked. The firm texture was outlined, but his pupils were smiling black.

Meng Ting hugged her bag tightly. She only had one cup of water, which she had drunk.

Meng Ting didn't speak, she leaned against the big tree and refused silently.

She was sweating all over his body, but she was clean, her hair was blown by the autumn wind, and the leaves fell gently on her shoulders. She lowered her eyes, and he could only see her long and erect eyelashes, Damn, why is it so beautiful!

Jiang Ren smiled softly: "You are so stingy."

Meng Ting's face was a little flushed. It was the first time that someone had been called stingy when she grew up. She thought that Jiang Ren carried her half a mountain, but she couldn't stand it. It was really not good for her to do so.

So she unzipped the zipper and took out the white thermos.

It contains glucose water specially prepared to replenish energy when she went out in the morning. The water cup has been a few years old, and there is a small azalea at the bottom. She unscrewed the cap, used the cap as a water cup, poured the sugar water in. Then she handed it to Jiang Ren.

But he didn't answer: "Give me a cup, who? Mom wants to drink it with a lid."

Her eyes were pure and she said seriously: "The lid is very clean."

Her fair cheeks were filled with a faint pink: "Stop drinking it."

Jiang Ren laughed so hard: "Don't, I'll drink it."

He took the lid and drank it a few sips. It was very sweet, sweet that penetrated the bone marrow.

He saw a sharp-eyed look and saw a lunch box in the crack of her schoolbag. Jiang Ren reached out to take it out. Meng Ting's movements were not as fast as he did. Before he could react, the lunch box came to his hands.

The top was transparent, and he could see the simple fried rice inside at a glance.

Meng Ting was anxious: "Give it back to me."

She subconsciously robbed, and he raised his hand slightly. Meng Ting stood up and realized that no one was taller. He took the distance she could get when she worked hard, and it turned out that the girl was on tiptoe to rob.

Jiang Ren laughed softly and raised the lunch box a little higher. She almost threw herself into his arms.

Meng Ting learned to dance, her body was very flexible and was light and away from him, but she was so annoyed that she knew that Jiang Ren deliberately made bad things and didn't want the lunch box.

Meng Ting was inevitably a little aggrieved and was forced to climb the mountain, but his meal was snatched by this bastard.

Is he used to being a gangster? He always likes to steal her things?

She was about to go down the mountain with her steps.

Jiang Ren frowned. The wind was strong on the mountain. After her eyes were blown for a long time, the wind was dry, but it was wet. He looked aggrieved and pitiful, but he was both amused and pityful, afraid that she would go down the mountain if she was really hungry.

He felt very soft, but others brought light bread and biscuits to climb a mountain, but she was obediently thinking about eating. The lunch box was not light, and the rice was heavy. She had a beautiful and innocent face and was so cute.

There is a kind of silly aura that is almost serious and gentle.

Jiang Ren held her schoolbag, refused to let her leave, and did not speak. He wiped the stones carrying the wind next to the big tree cleaned up. Then he put the lunch box on it. He knew she disliked him: "Don't be angry, I was wrong, okay?"

He said, "If you have dinner, I will help you watch. I will avoid someone coming up the mountain."

After he finished speaking, he was really far away from her.

Jiang Ren was afraid that she would be sweating all over, so she sat at the intersection of the mountain and looked down at the foot of the mountain.

He was already a casual life. He sat on the slope, bent his long legs and put his hands on his knees to see if anyone would go up the mountain.

Meng Ting looked at the lunch box on the stone and didn't say anything for a long time.

The boy sat with his back to her, his shoulders wide and his movements were unrestrained. She saw Jiang Ren subconsciously touching his pocket, taking out a box of cigarettes, then paused, and put it back as if nothing had happened.

She didn't know how high the mountain was, but along the way, even if an adult and strong man climbed up, he would be exhausted.

Jiang Ren has a rebellious personality. He doesn't even bring water to the mountains, let alone food.

Meng Ting squatted down and there were two spoons in the bag containing the lunch box. It was originally prepared by her for Zhao Nuancheng.

She divided the rice into half, then walked over, and squatted down to give him the half and the spoon under his astonished gaze.

This time she didn't give him a cover.

My own portion was filled with a lid.

The rice seemed to have a different temperature in his hand.

Young Master Jiang had never eaten anything in his life, but seeing the rice that was not much and looked very ordinary, he couldn't help but bend his lips: "Give it to me really."

She nodded.

The green mountains were lush and the old branches swayed with the wind. The wild grasses around the mountains turned yellow in autumn, with a kind of lush and golden beauty.

He sat in the mountains, and her brown eyes raised her eyes with seriousness: "Jiang Ren, can you stop robbing me?"

There was a smile in his eyes: "Okay."

"Don't force anyone, either."

"good."

She was surprised why he was so easy to talk to, and there were a few bright stars in her eyes: "Don't come to me, study hard."

This time he stopped talking. After a while, he changed the two portions of rice and stuffed her back into her hand: "Eat your meal, come over and kiss you or not."

"..." She widened her eyes, unable to believe what he said! She thought she had heard it wrong, did he still have shame?

The next moment he pushed his head away as he got closer and closer.

This hand was a bit heavy and pushed it on his black hair.

Meng was subconsciously panicked when he heard his ugly face. Usually, there were boys in the class saying that men’s heads could be broken, blood could flow, and their hairstyles should not be messy.

A man's head cannot be touched.

Although she didn't understand why she couldn't, she just pushed him away and was very heavy.

Jiang Ren smiled and was so slutty, she was so handsome.

When I don't laugh, I'm very cold.

It was so fierce that it seemed like he was going to hit someone. At this time, even He Junming, who was used to being with Jiang Ren, was panicked.

Meng Ting looked at him and whispered: "I didn't mean it, don't hit me."

Jiang Ren smiled.

I feel so angry that my heart hurts.

The first time I felt that my mother was afraid that it would be better if she was a little better. Where did she tell that he would hit her?

He wanted to kiss her seriously, but he expected her to be pushed away. She despised him so much that she would definitely not kiss her. He just couldn't help but test that point of view, and he was accustomed to himself.

He said, "Look at me again and throw you down from the mountain."

Meng Ting thought to himself, why is his temper so bad. She hurriedly ran back, and the little red flags around her were fluttering. This was originally a medal for the mountain climbers, but unfortunately everyone gave up.

They all belonged to Jiang Ren in the end.

Jiang Ren looked at the little rice in his hand, tsk, he, mom ordered food, who did he underestimate him? Even if he gave him a whole box, he wouldn't have enough food, but he still ate it clean.

Before they went down the mountain, Meng Ting thought that he would not come in vain: "Everyone came up to make a wish to the ancient tree."

Jiang Ren raised his eyes and looked at the ancient tree.

"So do you want to make a wish?" He worked hard to climb up and could make a wish to get into college and have a smooth life.

Jiang Ren said: "It doesn't work."

She looked at him in confusion.

He smiled a little badly: "I know what kind of spirit, do you listen or not?" Jiang Ren lowered his eyes.

She had a bad premonition, and her ears were red: "Don't listen."

He smiled and said, "What are you ashamed of? You don't dare to listen to the truth."

Anyway, she doesn't listen!

She zipped up and prepared to go down the mountain. If she was slower, she might not be able to catch up with her classmates.

When they were counting the number of people and gathering down the mountain, Fan Huiyin realized something was wrong. Two people were missing in their group, and those two were Meng Ting and Zhao Nuancheng.

Thinking about Meng Ting's eyes were not good before, but the two girls disappeared, Fan Huiyin was a little worried, and was quick to see if anyone in the class saw Meng Ting and the others.

The boy in the class said, "I just saw them walking together, but everyone found a place to rest later, but they didn't see it."

Teacher Fan immediately summed up the other teachers in the team: "What should I do if there are two students missing?"

The teachers also changed their faces. After thinking about it, they could not mobilize students to find them again. The signals in the mountains were not good, and even the teachers were not easy to contact.

"Save a few teachers to find someone, and the rest can't stay any longer."

The signal to go down the mountain was sent out soon.

The students both breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt that going down the mountain was also a long way.

When Meng listened, she met Zhao Nuancheng with a depressed expression. She struggled to walk up the mountain to find Meng Ting. She choked and rolled her eyes.

When I saw Meng Ting, I almost cried: "Let me hear you are okay, it's all my fault."

Meng Ting was moved, but she felt sorry for her. She quickly patted her back and asked her to drink some water.

"I'm fine, sorry. Let's go down the mountain."
To be continued...