If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

There were footsteps in the distance.

Liu Wenshan tilted his head slightly and said, "You should leave."

After saying this, he walked under the waterfall again, letting the strong water flow hit his body.

The man in black quickly disappeared.

Not long after, Song Chuyi came back with a pear.

He sat on a big rock beside the waterfall, washed the pear in his hand, wiped it with his handkerchief, and then took a bite.

The crisp sound of biting a pear was covered by the waterfall, but it fell into Liu Wenshan's ears so accurately.

Under the waterfall, he tilted his head slightly to look at Song Chuyi who was sitting on a big rock.

The moonlight just fell on him, and everything illuminated this person just right.

His eyelashes, wet by the water, trembled slightly, and he turned his head away, letting the cold water vapor hit his gradually heating body.

Over there, Song Chuyi finished eating a pear, dug a hole, and buried the pear core in it.

Then he clapped his hands and stepped on the soil.

It was dawn and Liu Wenshan had been standing in the waterfall for nearly seven hours.

That’s amazing.

Even when he was a coffee tree, he didn't dare to stand under such a waterfall with such a strong impact and flow for nearly seven hours.

Not only did Liu Wenshan stand there for seven hours, but his expression didn't even change at all.

Sure enough, he is not a boring person.

Song Chuyi sighed softly and said, "If you beg me now, I can let you come up."

The sound was not loud, but it passed through the water curtain and reached Liu Wenshan's ears.

Liu Wenshan turned his head to look at Song Chuyi and opened his mouth.

"Please."

Song Chuyi waved his hand and said, "It would have been better if you had asked me earlier."

"Come out."

Liu Wenshan stood there without moving.

Song Chuyi:? ? ?

"You won't be unable to walk?"

He quickly stood up and stepped into the water.

The rushing water hit his calves, making him somewhat unsteady on his feet.

Fortunately, he had a pretty good balance and managed to keep his body steady while swimming against the current.

The sound of the waterfall was so loud that Song Chuyi could not hear any other sounds, and the only thing he could see was Liu Wenshan's figure.

The water hit him and soaked his clothes completely.

It was wet and stuck to my body, making it seem heavier.

Song Chuyi faced the water and stood in front of Liu Wenshan.

Her black hair was wet, and even her extremely beautiful eyes seemed to be tinged with moisture.

"you……"

He had just uttered a word when the waterfall suddenly hit him.

Song Chuyi lost his balance and his legs went limp. At this critical moment, a strong hand grabbed his shoulder.

When Song Chuyi looked up, Liu Wenshan's expression didn't even change.

He seemed to have brought him out of the rushing water without any effort.

Song Chuyi:? ? ?

What about pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

He is indeed a villain, very mean and evil.

The calmer he was, the more Song Chuyi didn't want to let him go.

He really wanted to see his defenseless expression.

After Liu Wenshan brought him to the shore, he reached out and pushed him, his tone containing a hint of impatience.

"Who told you to touch me?"

"Do you believe me and tell your father?"

Liu Wenshan looked at Song Chuyi, who was soaked all over, and his eyelashes drooped slightly.

The clothes were clung to his body, outlining his perky buttocks.

There was a faint blush on her face, as if she had been slapped by someone.

Liu Wenshan turned his head away, pursed his lips and said nothing.

When the cold wind blew in the early morning, Song Chuyi couldn't help but sneeze.

"Ah!"

He rubbed his nose, and the tip of his nose turned red.

"Why don't you take me back quickly?"

He is arrogant and unreasonable.

It was clearly him who didn't allow him to touch him just now, and now it was him who asked him to hug him.

He is moody and unreasonable.

Liu Wenshan bent down and suddenly approached Song Chuyi.

"beg me."

He spat out these two words.

Song Chuyi:? ? ?

He glared at Liu Wenshan and childishly bit the finger he extended to him.

"You dare to ask me to beg you?"

The fangs grazed Liu Wenshan's fingertips.

It hurts a little.

Song Chuyi opened his mouth, feeling a little angry.

"Why do you have such hard fingers?"

He made things difficult for Liu Wenshan.

"Did you hurt my teeth?"

As he spoke, he sneezed again.

The cold wind made it even colder.

Song Chuyi wrapped his clothes tightly and kicked Liu Wenshan's calf.

"Hurry up and carry me back!"

Liu Wenshan's index finger was slightly curled, and the warmth of Song Chuyi seemed to still remain on it.

He lowered his eyes, and Song Chuyi's figure seemed to be reflected in his eyes.

"beg me."

He uttered these two words again.

Just like the cold wind in the mountains, it brings a little chill.

Song Chuyi bit his lip. This damn villain! He has to get back at the villain here, right?

He stood up and snorted.

"If you don't want to hug me, I won't hug you."

"I'll walk back by myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body became airborne.

He subconsciously put his arms around Liu Wenshan's neck and started laughing instantly.

"Hey, aren't you hugging me?"

"Duplicity."

He tapped Liu Wenshan's chest lightly with a smile.

"That's what a good stepson is."

Liu Wenshan walked very steadily, but he suddenly stopped when he heard this.

He lowered his head and glanced at Song Chuyi.

"No."

Song Chuyi exclaimed, "Nothing?"

Liu Wenshan pursed his lips and said nothing more.

He carried the person into the main room, turned around and walked out without saying anything.

Song Chuyi quickly changed into a set of clean clothes and got into bed.

When Liu Wenshan came in again, Song Chuyi was wrapped in the quilt, his mind a little fuzzy.

Liu Wenshan touched his forehead.

It turns out that I have a fever.

He helped the man up and handed the medicine to Song Chuyi's mouth.

Song Chuyi blinked, then lowered his head and took a sip obediently.

"taste not good."

He said this and turned his head away.

"bitter."

He looked extremely pitiful.

"Don't drink."

But Liu Wenshan handed the bowl of medicine to his mouth very forcefully.

"drink."

Song Chuyi widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that he was so pitiful, but this man still forced him to drink such a bitter thing.

Her long eyelashes were wet, and even her eyes were misty.

Liu Wenshan lowered his eyes, as if he didn't notice the tears in his eyes, and handed the medicine bowl forward.

"drink."

His attitude became tougher, and even his tone had a hint of coldness.

Song Chuyi seemed to be frightened and shrank back.

Liu Wenshan pursed his lips, took out a candy from his arms and handed it to him.

Song Chuyi saw the candy and looked up at Liu Wenshan.

His eyes were sparkling, as if he had discovered something interesting.

"You feed me."

The tone was indulgent, but the voice had a soft and sticky tone due to illness.

This doesn't sound like an order, but more like a plea.

Liu Wenshan scooped some medicine with a spoon, blew on it, and put it to Song Chuyi's mouth.

Song Chuyi took a look and snorted, "That's not the way to feed it."

"Feed me with your mouth."