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Li Baihe pursed her lips and shook her head: "I don't know the details, but..."

She recalled: "I do remember the weekend when Xiaobai first met Mingxi, when he went out for a trip and came home, the corner of his lip was cut, and I don't know if he was beaten."

The corner of the lip is broken?

Could it be that Hang Junbai was slapped severely by Mingxi?

Li Baihe looked at Gu Qingmei's bewildered look, sighed silently, smiled and shook her head lightly, but didn't explain much.

Gu Qingmei realized later, and after returning home for a while, she suddenly realized that the corner of Hang Jun's white lips was broken, and it must have been bitten by senior sister Mingxi...

Thinking of what she saw yesterday, the appearance of Mingxi's passionate entanglement with Hang Junbai, Gu Qingmei became more and more sure that it must be like this.

Ming Xi, who was so enthusiastic that she kissed the corner of Hang Junbai's mouth, frightened Hang Junbai.

She has to pay attention to this problem in the future...

After breakfast, Gu Qingmei and Hang Junbai both had nothing to do, and wandered around the yard in a bored manner.

Gu Qingmei suddenly remembered the fish in sour soup that she had agreed to eat but hadn't eaten. Today was just right, the two of them went to town by bicycle and had lunch.

After making a plan, the two set off immediately.

There is only one bicycle, Hang Jun rides it white, and Gu Qingmei sits on the back seat.

The car started, shook a few times, and then stabilized.

On both sides of the road, there are green rice fields. The early summer wind blows gently, setting off a wave of green rice. Occasionally, a farmer walks by carrying farm tools in the field, followed by a pastoral dog wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue.

Serenity and peace.

Gu Qingmei was in a good mood looking at the rural scenery that was slowly retreating.

After staring at the children playing in the distance for a while, he turned his eyes and set his eyes on Hang Junbai's back.

Because she was too hot, she only wore a white T-shirt, stretched over her back, which clearly outlined her slightly protruding spine.

Gu Qingmei stared at it for a while, then suddenly stretched out her finger, curiously touched the protruding bone lightly.

Hang Junbai's body tensed immediately.

Gu Qingmei touched it again, and Hang Junbai immediately straightened his back, frowned and said, "Don't do it, it's itchy."

"Are you ticklish?"

Hang Junbai hummed, his back straightened.

Gu Qingmei smiled, wrapped her hands around Hang Junbai's waist, and then slammed her entire face into the back of Hang Jun's quilt, using her nose and face to rub back and forth on it.

"Ah! Itchy!" Hang Junbai's entire upper body stretched forward, but Gu Qingmei hugged him tightly, and she couldn't escape.

The bridge of Gu Qingmei's nose rubbed against her sensitive back skin affectionately, and a strong tingling electric current seemed to rush around, making one's scalp tense.

"Don't do it, it's really itchy!" Hang Junbai shouted with a smile while hiding, and the bicycle shook following her movements.

Gu Qingmei stopped, put her forehead on her back, and said with a smile: "Hang Junbai, I have caught your weakness! Are you still afraid of being scratched?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that Hang Junbai's entire back muscles froze.

"Don't do it..." she said, and couldn't help but focus all her perception on the side ribs to the creaking hole, for fear that Gu Qingmei would make a surprise attack in the next second.

Gu Qingmei raised her face slightly, and said with a smirk: "I won't scratch you now..."

After she finished speaking, she buried her whole face in Hang Junbai's back again, rubbing against her.

"I'll just rub it!"

"Itchy!" Hang Junbai's back was already tense, and her sense of touch became more sensitive. The intense itching and numbness made her shrink forward uncontrollably.

The front of the car turned left and right as she struggled, and bumped into a stone on the side of the road with a grunt. The body shook unfortunately, and then the whole thing lost control and rolled over with a bang.

"Ah!" Gu Qingmei was caught off guard and fell off the bicycle.

Just over there is a small slope of one and a half meters, and there is a lush green sweet potato vine under the slope.

Gu Qingmei rolled and fell down the slope.

"Gu Qingmei!" Hang Junbai yelled her name, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull her, but was dragged away by Gu Qingmei's rolling force instead.

The two of them were like overturned potatoes, rolling down the slope one after another.

With two plops, Qiqi fell onto the soft sweet potato vine.

Gu Qingmei landed first, followed by Hang Junbai, with half of her body pressed against her back.

"Ouch!" Gu Qingmei snorted.

"I'm sorry." Hang Junbai quickly turned over and left, helped Gu Qingmei sit up, and asked nervously, "Are you injured?"

The slope was only half a meter, and Gu Qingmei was not injured at all. She shook her head, seeing Hang Junbai's nervous expression and messy hairstyle stained with grass leaves, she suddenly laughed.

Hang Junbai looked at her, stretched his lips helplessly, and then smiled.

When she smiled, Gu Qingmei's heart swelled and filled with excitement.

Stretching out her arms, she suddenly threw herself into Hang Junbai's arms, pinning her down in the sweet potato vine.

The two were face to face, the tips of their noses almost touching, and the distance was very close.

Gu Qingmei lowered her gaze, intertwined with Hang Junbai's gaze...

The summer wind, blowing slowly, rolled up the strong taste of the sweet potato field.

The expression on Gu Qingmei's face froze immediately, and she said with a dark face: "This place seems to have just been poured with dung..."

Hang Junbai also smelled the strong presence, his expression twisted.

Gu Qingmei quickly propped up her body, stretched out her hand to pull Hang Junbai up, and the two of them fled out of the pungent sweet potato field at the speed of light.

Standing on the sweet potato field, Gu Qingmei felt the wetness on her palm, and when she raised her hand, there was an unidentified stain on it...

She threw her hands away quickly, disgusted all over her face.

Looking at Hang Junbai next to him, there was a large area of ​​dark color on the back of the white T-shirt, and it exuded a strong smell.

She tugged at her clothes, then looked down at her equally dirty trousers, with a very complicated expression.

Gu Qingmei couldn't help laughing again, and asked her: "Is this the first time you've rolled shit?"

Hang Junbai glanced at her angrily, and couldn't help laughing when he lowered his eyes, and muttered: "It stinks to death."

Gu Qingmei glanced at her indescribable hands, and agreed: "It really stinks, otherwise the scene just now was actually quite beautiful."

Hang Junbai smiled and said nothing, turned around to help the bicycle.

Standing on the side of the road, Gu Qingmei saw that the sweet potato vines below had been overwhelmed by them in a mess, and the one where Hang Junbai had been lying still had a human figure clearly printed on it.

"Hang Junbai, come quickly, take a photo with this piece of land where we rolled for the first time!"

Hang Junbai leaned on the car, leaned over helplessly, and took out his mobile phone.

Gu Qingmei found the place and angle, took Hang Junbai's arm, tilted her head against her shoulder, and smiled brightly at the camera.

Hang Junbai raised his phone, and before he pressed the shutter, he suddenly heard a loud noise behind him.

"Who rolled in the sweet potato field I just poured manure on!"

Hang Jun shook his hands and looked back.

An old man was rushing towards this side with a dung spoon in his hand, pointed at Hang Junbai and Gu Qingmei and said angrily: "Did you two do it! You trampled my sweet potatoes to death! "