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Chapter 129 It's all the fault of the shower~
Xia Yanling and Yan Junxi walked for more than ten minutes talking and laughing.

A cool breeze suddenly blew up in the air, and the stagnant air instantly became comfortable.

But soon, the wind became a little manic.

The branches on both sides swayed more and more, and Xia Yanling would make the movement of Monroe pressing her skirt from time to time.

Yan Junxi raised his head and glanced at the sky, seeing the dark clouds looming over him, he couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows.

"It looks like it's going to rain soon, we have to speed up!"

Xia Yanling's mood was as messy as her flying hair.

It was hard to be alone with Yan Junxi, but the weather was not good. The originally beautiful and romantic atmosphere turned into nothingness in an instant.

There was no way, after all, she didn't want to be drenched, so she had to quicken her pace.

As soon as I walked into the dark stone alley, the raindrops above my head fell like beans.

"There is an eave over there, let's go and hide."

In desperation, Yan Junxi grabbed Xia Yanling's hand and ran straight to an antique eaves in front of him.

After some inevitable rain, the two stood under the eaves.

Fortunately, it's midsummer right now, so it's okay to get a little rainy.

Xia Yanling stroked the wet bangs on her forehead, and looked up at the gloomy sky outside.

Under the illumination of the street lights, the raindrops can be seen like dense bullets, sweeping the ground wildly.

From time to time, the cool rain splashed on Xia Yanling's face.

"I don't know when the rain will stop?"

Yan Junxi took the wet clothes on his body: "This is a shower, it should stop soon."

After watching the rain for a while, Yan Junxi turned his gaze to Xia Yanling again.

Under the dim street lights, Xia Yanling's face was like porcelain covered with a layer of green glaze, with a warm and soft luster.

And her body was covered with rain-soaked light clothes.

The white skirt clung tightly to her curvaceous body, exuding a bewitching beauty.

Yan Junxi's heart fluttered suddenly, and he swallowed subconsciously.

Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed overhead, and the dark sky seemed to be torn apart instantly.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "boom" thunder that exploded above the heads of the two of them.

Xia Yanling closed her eyes in fright, and screamed "ah", when she opened her eyes again, she found that she had thrown herself into Yan Junxi's arms.

Yan Junxi trembled violently as if being shocked by an electric shock, his heart beat wildly like a drum, and his face burned as if he had been roasted by charcoal fire.

Yan Junxi stretched out his hand, and subconsciously wanted to hug Xia Yanling who was trembling slightly at the moment.

Suddenly shook his head violently.

No!

Women only affect the speed at which I draw my gun!

He raised his hand and grabbed Xia Yanling's shoulder, trying to push her away from his body.

Can……

I really can't bear it!
After a while, the thunder did not sound again.

Xia Yanling just raised her head, but suddenly met Yan Junxi's eyes.

Both of them trembled violently as if they had been electrocuted.

Yan Junxi's gaze moved down slowly, and landed on Xia Yanling's red lips that looked like petals.

Suddenly, there was a burst of dry mouth for no reason.

Yan Junxi swallowed, and his Adam's apple rolled.

Kiss!
Xia Yanling wished she could give Yan Junxi orders directly.

The atmosphere is already so ambiguous, why is this guy still hesitating? !
If it drags on...

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is afraid to be missed!
Thinking of this, Xia Yanling no longer cared about her ladylike reserve, she stood on tiptoe, aimed at Yan Junxi's thin lips, and kissed her.

Just when their lips touched, and they were about to explore deeply the depth of each other's lips and teeth, the wooden door beside them suddenly opened with a "Yiya".

The two were so frightened that they almost died on the spot, and hurriedly separated their bodies like ghosts and animals.

Standing behind the door was a thin man in his 60s and [-]s, with shoulder-length hair and wearing a cotton and linen suit.

The man was startled for a moment, and then smiled gently: "I'm really sorry to bother you."

"..."

"Oh, I'm a Chinese painter. This is the studio I rented. Would you two come in and have a sit?"

Both Xia Yanling and Yan Junxi shook their heads fiercely.

The man grinned: "Then I'm going to eat ramen, you two... keep going!"

With that said, he stepped out.

Only then did the two realize that the rain had stopped.

Where dare to stay under the eaves, he fled like flying.

"Do you think that person just now is... a ghost?"

After walking 30 meters away, Xia Yanling dared to ask Yan Junxi.

"Also...it's a bit like it."

Xia Yanling sniffed, a sudden chill ran down her spine.

The steps under his feet unconsciously took a little longer, and he never thought that he would step on a crack in the stone.

After a scream of "ah", Xia Yanling knelt down and rubbed her ankles.

Yan Junxi hurried over to help Xia Yanling: "What's the matter?"

Xia Yanling's two willow eyebrows twisted into a ball in pain: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows, i sprained my ankle!"

"I'll carry you."

As Yan Junxi said, he squatted down in front of Xia Yanling.

"Then... I will trouble you."

Because her ankle was so painful, Xia Yanling didn't shirk it, and directly lay on Yan Junxi's back.

Although Xia Yanling wasn't heavy, it was obviously not up to Yan Junxi's physical strength to carry her all the way home.

So they stopped and walked all the way, and after about half an hour, the two arrived downstairs at Xia Yanling's house.

It was an old six-story house with no elevator, and a dim incandescent lamp lit the entrance.

Yan Junxi put Xia Yanling on the ground and asked, "Which floor do you live on?"

Xia Yanling rubbed the back of her neck: "Fifth floor."

"Fifth floor?! Can you climb up with this foot?"

"It's okay, I'll just crawl slowly."

As she said that, Xia Yanling took a step forward, and as soon as her right foot touched the ground, she let out a painful "Aiyo".

"Let me help you up."

Xia Yanling pursed her lips. If her father bumped into her, there would be another storm, but she couldn't climb the fifth floor with her feet.

Oh, take a gamble!

Then he turned to Yan Junxi and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

When the two climbed to the fourth floor, they saw a middle-aged man walking down.

Xia Yanling looked up, and immediately the chrysanthemum tightened!
Seeing Xia Yanling with a boy, the man was startled for a moment, but immediately his face darkened.

Xia Yanling swallowed her saliva and called out, "Dad."

Yan Junxi was terrified immediately, like a sheep frightened by a lion, standing there in a daze.

Xia Yanling hurriedly pushed Yan Junxi's arm: "Go quickly."

Yan Junxi just raised his left foot...

Father Xia suddenly said, "Stop!"

(End of this chapter)