Ye Sijue heard Mo Xiaomeng crying out, followed by Mu Xiaoxiao and Han Qiqing’s voice crying out at the same time.
“Xiaomeng!”
Thinking that something happened to them, the three boys rushed over.
It turned out that Mo Xiaomeng only fell into the water. It was a valley and the water was very shallow, only up to the ankles. Even if they sat down, they wouldn’t be able to drown.
Ye Sijue frowned as he glanced at the clothes Mo Xiaomeng was wearing. They were slowly starting to become see through.
He quickly took off his jacket and put it on her.
Mu Xiaoxiao said, “Xiaomeng, your clothes are all wet. Go to the tent and change your clothes quickly, lest you catch a cold.”
It’s autumn now, and the wind was cool at night.
When Mu Xiaoxiao’s voice faded, Ye Sijue had already bent over and carried Mo Xiaomeng by her waist.
Mo Xiaomeng’s face was blushing faintly. “I can walk.”
It was only her clothes that were wet. Her legs were fine.
Ye Sijue pretended not to hear as he quickly carried her to the tent.
At this time, the sun had already set, leaving only a line on the horizon and the sky was almost dark.
Needless to say, the tent was naturally very dark.
Fortunately, they didn’t use that type of small tent but the more high-quality tents. They were divided into two areas, just like the living room and the bedroom.
Mo Xiaomeng stood in the outer area and pushed Ye Sijue’s arm, saying, “You go out then. I have to change clothes.”
Ye Sijue said nothing as he pulled a towel out of the luggage and wiped her dry.
Her hair was also a bit wet.
Just as he was thinking whether he should find a hairdryer, Mo Xiaomeng pushed him again, this time saying forcibly, “Go out!”
“Okay.” He replied softly, stuffed the towel into her hand, and then turned and walked out.
Mo Xiaomeng heaved a sigh of relief, and went to the luggage to find her clothes.
Outside, Ye Sijue stood at the door of the tent waiting.
He subconsciously looked back and his eyes squinted.
Because the sky was dark, and there was light from inside the tent, it projected her pretty figure onto the tent.
He could clearly see that she had found the clothes, her hands crossed at her chest as she was preparing to undress…
“Ahem.” Someone coughed beside him.
Ye Sijue glared at Song Shijun.
Yin Shaojie had already taken Mu Xiaoxiao to somewhere else, and they were not in the vicinity.
Song Shijun held up the mini hairdryer, his eyes not even daring to look at the tent as he said awkwardly, “Qiqing told me to bring this…”
“Turn your head away.” Ye Sijue ordered, taking it from him and he quickly turned and entered the tent.
The next second, Mo Xiaomeng cried out in surprise and then the lights went out.
Noticing that the lights were turned off, Song Shijun turned his head and watched the tent with great interest, his ears pricked up, wanting to eavesdrop.
Suddenly, a hand pinched his ear.
“Aren’t you shameful!” Han Qiqing howled at him.
Song Shijun quickly surrendered and said, “I’m shameful! I’m shameful!”
“Go!” Han Qiqing took him away.
Meanwhile.
The tent was pitch-black inside. Mo Xiaomeng had just taken off her shirt. Just as she was checking to see if her bra was wet and whether she should change it, Ye Sijue barged in unexpectedly and then the lights went out.
She shyly held her hands in front of her, not knowing where Ye Sijue was.
What she was oblivious to was that in the darkness, there was a pair of scorching eyes staring at her.
Ye Sijue heard Mo Xiaomeng crying out, followed by Mu Xiaoxiao and Han Qiqing’s voice crying out at the same time.
“Xiaomeng!”
Thinking that something happened to them, the three boys rushed over.
It turned out that Mo Xiaomeng only fell into the water. It was a valley and the water was very shallow, only up to the ankles. Even if they sat down, they wouldn’t be able to drown.
Ye Sijue frowned as he glanced at the clothes Mo Xiaomeng was wearing. They were slowly starting to become see through.
He quickly took off his jacket and put it on her.
Mu Xiaoxiao said, “Xiaomeng, your clothes are all wet. Go to the tent and change your clothes quickly, lest you catch a cold.”
It’s autumn now, and the wind was cool at night.
When Mu Xiaoxiao’s voice faded, Ye Sijue had already bent over and carried Mo Xiaomeng by her waist.
Mo Xiaomeng’s face was blushing faintly. “I can walk.”
It was only her clothes that were wet. Her legs were fine.
Ye Sijue pretended not to hear as he quickly carried her to the tent.
At this time, the sun had already set, leaving only a line on the horizon and the sky was almost dark.
Needless to say, the tent was naturally very dark.
Fortunately, they didn’t use that type of small tent but the more high-quality tents. They were divided into two areas, just like the living room and the bedroom.
Mo Xiaomeng stood in the outer area and pushed Ye Sijue’s arm, saying, “You go out then. I have to change clothes.”
Ye Sijue said nothing as he pulled a towel out of the luggage and wiped her dry.
Her hair was also a bit wet.
Just as he was thinking whether he should find a hairdryer, Mo Xiaomeng pushed him again, this time saying forcibly, “Go out!”
“Okay.” He replied softly, stuffed the towel into her hand, and then turned and walked out.
Mo Xiaomeng heaved a sigh of relief, and went to the luggage to find her clothes.
Outside, Ye Sijue stood at the door of the tent waiting.
He subconsciously looked back and his eyes squinted.
Because the sky was dark, and there was light from inside the tent, it projected her pretty figure onto the tent.
He could clearly see that she had found the clothes, her hands crossed at her chest as she was preparing to undress…
“Ahem.” Someone coughed beside him.
Ye Sijue glared at Song Shijun.
Yin Shaojie had already taken Mu Xiaoxiao to somewhere else, and they were not in the vicinity.
Song Shijun held up the mini hairdryer, his eyes not even daring to look at the tent as he said awkwardly, “Qiqing told me to bring this…”
“Turn your head away.” Ye Sijue ordered, taking it from him and he quickly turned and entered the tent.
The next second, Mo Xiaomeng cried out in surprise and then the lights went out.
Noticing that the lights were turned off, Song Shijun turned his head and watched the tent with great interest, his ears pricked up, wanting to eavesdrop.
Suddenly, a hand pinched his ear.
“Aren’t you shameful!” Han Qiqing howled at him.
Song Shijun quickly surrendered and said, “I’m shameful! I’m shameful!”
“Go!” Han Qiqing took him away.
Meanwhile.
The tent was pitch-black inside. Mo Xiaomeng had just taken off her shirt. Just as she was checking to see if her bra was wet and whether she should change it, Ye Sijue barged in unexpectedly and then the lights went out.
She shyly held her hands in front of her, not knowing where Ye Sijue was.
What she was oblivious to was that in the darkness, there was a pair of scorching eyes staring at her.
