Divorce, Mr. Shen

He suddenly began to feel a little panic, because he was not sure whether this ability would mislead him, or even harm him and Shen Weixing.

After all, he chose to marry Shen Weixing all the way based on his intuition.

In this way, his intuition may not be accurate every time.

At the very least, the husband chosen for him was not very ideal.

The more Ning Qiuli thought about it, the more panicked he became, especially the yellow sand in front of him, which seemed to have nothing to do with the source of water, so he stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Shen Weixing's clothes, and whispered with some guilt: "Weixing, why don't we.... Shall we go south?"

"What?" Shen Weixing grasped the little thing's soft little hand, turned to look at him and asked, "Changed your mind again?"

Ning Qiuli nodded slowly: "In terms of geographical location, the south is indeed more abundant in water than the north. This is obviously common sense, but I trust my intuition too much..."

"It's okay, I believe you." Shen Weixing turned his head and looked into the distance, and said, "Maybe this common sense doesn't apply in the desert?"

Ning Qiuli inexplicably felt a little warm in his ears: "Wei Xing..."

"Besides, my dad said something, and I always keep it in my heart." Shen Weixing deliberately paused before continuing, "——Listen to my wife, and everything will go well."

Ning Qiuli: "..." This might just be an excuse for your parents to control you, silly boy.

The wind and sand blowing towards their faces became more intense. The two of them wrapped their heads and covered their mouths and noses with the sweaters they took off before, and walked forward with difficulty for more than an hour, but the surrounding scenery remained unchanged.

Ning Qiuli's bottle of water had already been drunk, and now he was very thirsty, but he was too embarrassed to speak, so he could only stare helplessly at the bottle of mineral water in Shen Weixing's trouser pocket, and kept swallowing— ——Oh no, he was so dry that he didn't even have saliva left, and he didn't know how to cherish the bottle of water that belonged to him at all. Only then did he realize what it means to save money.

In fact, Shen Weixing had already noticed that Ning Qiuli's water bottle was empty, but he intentionally waited until Ning Qiuli was very thirsty, then took out his heavy water bottle and handed it over, saying: "Drink in small sips, or you won't last until tomorrow." .”

"You..." Ning Qiuli took the water bottle and looked at it, only to find that the water in it had only gone down a little bit. He couldn't help asking, "Aren't you thirsty?"

"If I do it myself..." Shen Weixing said with a smile in his voice, "What does my princess drink?"

"..." Ning Qiuli pinched his feverish ears embarrassingly, then unscrewed the bottle cap, and took a sip of water carefully.

"You don't look very well," Shen Weixing glanced at Ning Qiuli, and said, "Do you want to take a rest first?"

Ning Qiuli didn't know what his face looked like now, but he was indeed very hot, so he nodded obediently.

The two found a shady place to sit on the floor, and out of nowhere came a mutated lizard the size of a palm and rushed to Ning Qiuli's feet. Shen Weixing was afraid that he was afraid and was about to make a move, but saw that Ning Qiuli had already stretched out his hand to pinch the lizard. He approached him curiously, and said, "This lizard is so strange, there is actually a pink bow tied around its neck."

"Maybe the lizards here have evolved to the point of loving beauty?" Shen Weixing didn't pay much attention, instead he aroused his carnivore instinct, and said, "Wait for me here—don't let it go."