Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Chu Xiaoyun, however, felt that it would be a shame to leave like this after having come all this way.

Moreover, Meng Wenjin said that there would be a chance to come and see it in the future.

But in her eyes, it was not so.

No matter how serious the sprained foot is, my mother will definitely keep me at home and I won't be able to go out for several days.

After her foot injury heals, it will not be long before her coming of age day. She will be extremely busy then and will not have time to come to Fayun Temple.

By the time the coming-of-age ceremony is over, the peach blossoms have already withered, and one has to wait another year to see the peach blossom forest again.

Chu Xiaoyun was unwilling to leave like this.

Her dark eyes rolled around, and as she thought about how she was being carried on his back and he couldn't see her expression clearly, she came up with an idea.

"Wenjin, brother, brother, Wenjin, brother, brother, let's go to the peach blossom forest and take a look. We are already here, we can just walk a few steps to get there. Just take a look, just take a look."

Chu Xiaoyun lay on his shoulder, shaking her head from side to side. Her low, coquettish voice was like a little hook, floating into Meng Wenjin's ears and quietly shaking in his heart.

Suddenly, Meng Wenjin thought she had returned to the time before Chu Xiaoyun was ten years old.

Before Chu Xiaoyun was eight years old, she was somewhat resistant to him. It was a period of gradual adjustment and they were not very close.

When they were eight to ten years old, their relationship was very harmonious.

Chu Xiaoyun almost treated Meng Wenjin as her own brother, and was almost as familiar with him as her father and mother. She would cling to him and act like a spoiled child, just like she does now, making no one able to resist.

After she was ten years old, Chu Xiaoyun was probably taught some things about the differences between men and women by her aunt Chu. She was still close to him, but she never did anything as intimate as now.

The strong defense that Meng Wenjin thought he had was shattered in an instant, and Chu Xiaoyun's words "Just take a look~" seemed to still echo in his ears.

He was still carrying Chu Xiaoyun on his back as he chased Yin Qian, but his mind had already begun to recall the location of the peach blossom forest introduced by the monk in the temple.

"It's not far from here. If we walk faster, Xiaoyun won't have to touch the ground. It won't delay anything, and it won't aggravate the injury. It should be fine."

In the end, Meng Wenjin indulged herself.

"Ok."

"But we can only take a look. After we see it, we must return immediately. We cannot delay for too long."

"Great!"

Chu Xiaoyun completely ignored the serious warning from behind him and forgot that he was still on Meng Wenjin's back. He jumped forward with cheers.

"careful!"

Meng Wenjin did not expect this, but as if by instinct, she grabbed Chu Xiaoyun's calves tightly with both hands to prevent her from falling.

At this time, he should have criticized Chu Xiaoyun for being reckless.

but--

Meng Wenjin felt the touch from his hands on Chu Xiaoyun's legs. It was soft and tender, like the clouds in the sky, making him want to press hard, kiss her gently, or do something other excessive.

After revealing the superficial brother-sister relationship, Meng Wenjin felt that it would be difficult for her to treat Chu Xiaoyun normally anymore.

For the person who is at the top of his heart, he would hope to hold her in his arms like thousands of other ordinary men and build an intimate relationship with her that is different from that with others.

Yes, there are some unbearable thoughts.

'How could I be so... so... dirty.'

Meng Wenjin's white jade earlobes were stained red, and her hands on Chu Xiaoyun's legs loosened and tightened again, but in the end she didn't say anything.

He was like a mute person, just moving forward.

In this way, we arrived at the peach blossom forest a little faster than expected.

Chu Xiaoyun looked at the peach blossoms that bloomed across half the mountain and was so amazed she was speechless.

The pink color covers the entire field of vision, and clusters of petals dotted on the black branches make them look even more petite and pretty.

A gust of wind blew, and the peach tree swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound. The petals on the branches fell one after another, landing on the hair, shoulders, and ground of the pedestrians walking in the woods.

Chu Xiaoyun was dazed for a moment and reached out to take it.

She lay on Meng Wenjin's back, at just the right height, and when she stretched out her hand, it just touched a short branch on the tree.

Perhaps it was the movement of the wind or the slight tremor caused by her accidentally touching the branch, but a peach blossom just happened to fall from the branch.

It floated down slowly and lightly. Chu Xiaoyun's eyes lit up slightly and she spread out her palms to catch it.

The tiny flower fell into her palm, causing an itch.

Chu Xiaoyun felt pleased and laughed happily.

"Brother Wenjin, look, it's still intact. It's really beautiful."

She stretched out her hand and showed Meng Wenjin the flower in her palm.

Meng Wenjin turned her head and looked at what she said, and the small flower fell into her smooth palm.

He was dazzled for a moment and didn't know whether it was the white hands that made the flowers look more pink and lovely, or the delicate flowers made the palms look soft and white.

"Brother Wenjin, look, is it pretty?"

Chu Xiaoyun has always liked peach blossoms and has planted many peach trees at home, but none of them are as pleasing to her as the half-faced peach forest growing in the mountains and forests before her.

As Meng Wenjin listened to her, his gaze uncontrollably moved from the petals to Chu Xiaoyun's face.

She tapped the petals lightly with her fingers, very focused, and a shallow dimple appeared on her face, making her look cute and lovely.

She has watery eyes and lips as pink as peach blossoms, and she is more beautiful than flowers.

The last bit of thought that Meng Wenjin had of considering her a sister was obliterated by the beauty and "beauty" of the peach forest.

He stared at Chu Xiaoyun intently, without any distraction, and did not notice when she withdrew her hand and looked back at him curiously.

Meng Wenjin didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Chu Xiaoyun felt bored and wanted to ask him what he was thinking about, but suddenly a bad idea came to her mind.

She giggled twice, held up the peach blossom in her hand, and playfully placed it on Meng Wenjin's ear.

Then he lifted his chin with his left hand and admired his masterpiece.

"Well, they say that talented men wear flowers in their hair. Brother Wenjin is a recognized talent in the capital. It's really beautiful."

A man as dignified as a green bamboo does not feel awkward when decorated with pink color. Instead, it seems that such color should exist on his body.

The handsome face, because of these petals, has a more worldly touch and alluring charm.

For some reason, half of Chu Xiaoyun's face turned red, her fingers trembled slightly, and her heart seemed to skip a beat.

She didn't dare allow such thoughts to continue to spread, at least, not here.

He blinked and laughed out loud on purpose.

"Brother Wenjin, look, you are so beautiful like this."

The bell-like laughter brought Meng Wenjin back to reality. He noticed something strange in his ears and saw peach blossoms appear on the side of his face in Chu Xiaoyun's clear eyes.

This completely destroyed my usual image.

"Xiao Yun."

Meng Wenjin gently scolded her.

After the scolding, there was no other effective means of control, it was clearly an indulgence of pampering.

Chu Xiaoyun's mischief was indulged, and she naturally and casually hugged his neck, lying on his back and giggling.

Meng Wenjin held her calf and walked back, with the corners of her lips slightly curled up at some point.