Qiao Sinian's black eyes rose and his voice was low: "And what."

"And...then..." Ye Jiaqi heard the dangerous message in Qiao Sinian's voice and said with great desire to survive, "Then let them clean up."

Qiao Sinian's beautiful thin lips curled up slightly.

Ye Jiaqi hugged his neck, lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek.

In the morning breeze and sunrise, Qiao Sinian's smile on the corner of his lips became deeper.

Qiao Sinian was not walking fast and his pace was very steady.

The forests in the mountains are washed by rain, and the greenery is very thick, and there are fresh scenery everywhere. Looking around, it doesn’t look like you have just experienced the flood.

The birds singing in the mountains are even more secluded.

Qiao Sinian carried her for a long time, but she didn't see anyone.

However, Ye Jiaqi felt a little heartbroken when he saw the once beautiful village in a catastrophe.

Ye Jiaqi was afraid that he would be tired, so when he arrived at a clearing, he couldn't help but say, "Let me down, I can walk."

"It's okay, not tired."

"I'm afraid you'll be tired."

"You don't know your husband's physical strength."

"..." He said he drove.

Qiao Sinian walked on her back for a while, taking her to watch the scenery after the rain and relax.

He knew that she was in a bad mood. Although it was calm on the surface, he had lived with her for so many years, so how could he not understand her?

"Autumn is here, and the maple leaves are red." Ye Jiaqi lay on his shoulder, narrowing his eyes and looking at the foot of the mountain.

Red maples are everywhere, and golden ginkgo trees are also everywhere.

Red and yellow intertwined, and the forest was dyed.

"Do you remember I took you to Fengshan? This is how I carried you up with you."

"Remember." Ye Jiaqi nodded, "How come he can't remember?"

"You just say something wrong, you say you don't want me anymore, but you keep thinking about me in your heart, right?"

"Whoever misses you, what do you have to worry about?" Ye Jiaqi snorted coldly.

"Then do you want me?"

“…”

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and took a light bite on his neck. His tiny teeth bite it, not like biting, but more like gnawing. His mouth and teeth crushed his skin, and his hot and lingering breathing sprinkled between his neck.

Qiao Sinian couldn't help it: "Is this how you express your likeness to me?"

"Hey." Ye Jiaqi smiled.

Qiao Sinian also curled the corners of his lips.

He knew that Ye Jiaqi liked him.

Only if you like it can you indulge it without any bottom line.

"Don't move, you know, I haven't touched you for a long time." There was a bit of suppression in Qiao Sinian's voice.

"Hate." Ye Jiaqi took a bite on his earlobe.

This almost made Qiao Sinian unable to control himself.

Fortunately, he has enough endurance and restraint.

Ye Jiaqi stopped moving. She knew that the last time he touched her was in the hotel. Although they slept in the same bed during this period, no one had any thoughts about that due to the weather and mood.

Walking under a tall ginkgo tree, Ye Jiaqi insisted on coming down.

Qiao Sinian gently put her down and held her hand.

"The leaves are almost falling." Ye Jiaqi looked at the bare trunks, "When I came here some time ago, I was still full of leaves, which looked very good. At that time, Mr. Zhuo was sitting there painting, and he was painting me."

Ye Jiaqi pointed to a piece of open space for Qiao Sinian to show it, his voice full of sighs and sighs.
Chapter completed!