Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

The weather is not beautiful, and it started to rain on the way down the mountain, making the originally rugged mountain road even more difficult to walk.

"Put on your clothes, don't catch a cold."

Yang Jing caught a glimpse of An Xiaolan's body trembling slightly, and her lips turned pale. Without a word, he took off the little cotton coat and put it on her, with an irresistible domineering tone.

"No, no need, you should catch a cold later."

The sudden warmth on her body caught her off guard, but this kind of warmth shouldn't be something she could covet. Without any consideration, An Xiaolan subconsciously took off her coat and returned it to Yang Jing.

"Just wear it if you wear it. How can there be so many words, and my big guy can still be frozen by a few drizzles."

Yang Jing frowned, this girl was really trying to be brave all the time, her upper teeth were fighting with her lower teeth, and she pretended to be okay.

"Then, well, thank you Yang Jing."

The atmosphere was a bit strange, An Xiaolan only felt that he seemed a little angry, but she didn't know where the anger came from.

An Xiaolan looked at the wrist tightly held by him, her cold look was indeed powerful.

"The leaves over there are quite big. Let's fold a few to block them. The rain will not stop for a while."

An Xiaolan covered her forehead with her hands, squinted her eyes and looked up at the sky. The drizzle every now and then coated all the surrounding scenery with a layer of hazy beauty.

But now is not the time to appreciate the scenery, there is still a distance to go down the mountain, and this is not home, it is estimated that the two of them should be soaked by the rain.

"Stand still, I'll go and fold some leaves and come back."

Yang Jing walked a few meters away from the road. The rainy and wet mountain road was difficult to walk, and he almost slipped and fell several times, which made An Xiaolan's eyelids jump a few times.

"Be careful, Yang Jing."

An Xiaolan shouted at his back, anyone could hear her concern.

With his back turned to her, Yang Jing raised his right hand and waved to express his well-being.

"Why is this guy so handsome!" An Xiaolan muttered when she saw this, but she still couldn't deny in her heart that this kind of Yang Jing made her feel mature beyond her age, which made her feel safe.

"What are you thinking about! How can I be subdued by a piece of clothing? I'm not really a ten-year-old girl."

An Xiaolan always thinks that she is mature and should be more independent than anyone her age, but she doesn't know that even in her previous life and her rebirth, she has never been cared so much by the opposite sex, and even her husband Zhang Song in her previous life never treated her like this cared.

Just when she was distracted, Yang Jing was only focused on picking off a few leaves, but didn't notice the moss under his feet. He staggered and slipped suddenly, and fell to the ground in an instant.

"..." The beautiful image just now was all disillusioned, An Xiaolan covered her eyes a little bit unbearably.

"well enough?"

In the blink of an eye, Yang Jing had climbed up and walked in front of her. The skirt of his chest was wet a lot, and moss and broken leaves were sticking to his body. When he looked at his face again, the situation was not much better, obviously He fell into a puddle, his face covered with mud mixed with water, embarrassed and funny.

An Xiaolan took out a handkerchief from her body and handed it over. Seeing his indifferent expression, she immediately laughed.

"It's fun to see me fall."

Yang Jing was also not polite, and directly took the handkerchief over, seeing her smiling eyes crookedly looking at him, the corners of her mouth also raised.

"Where is it, do I look like a person who gloats?"

An Xiaolan quickly suppressed her smile, looked at him very seriously and said.

"Like." Yang Jing didn't pretend to be polite, and didn't give any face.

"Hey, as a friend, I feel very sorry for you. But seeing that you are so self-sacrificing, I don't care about it with you. How about it? Can you continue on your way?"

Even if she was exposed, she still didn't blush and her heart didn't beat, An Xiaolan calmly took two leaves from him as protection from the rain.

"No problem, but wait for me to wash your handkerchief before returning it to you."

When Yang Jing said that, he had almost wiped off the muddy water on his face, and the handkerchief in his hand had turned yellow-gray.

"It's okay, I'll just go back and wash it myself." This was nothing to An Xiaolan, but he insisted unusually, and simply followed Yang Jing's wishes.

The two continued to rush down the mountain one after the other. The sky in front of them was gray, and the surrounding scenery was also integrated into the rain.

"This road is getting more and more difficult, you should be careful Yang... ah..."

Just as An Xiaolan wanted to remind Yang Jing, the wet cloth shoes under her feet accidentally stepped on the moss and stones, and she slipped forward in an instant.

"Beware!"

As soon as Yang Jing heard the screaming behind him, he turned around naturally. The suddenly enlarged face and body in front of him made him have no time to take care of other things, so he directly opened his arms to catch it.

"How are you, An Xiaolan?"

When he hugged her, Yang Jing realized that An Xiaolan, who seemed thin, was actually even thinner. This thin body could follow him to run all over the mountain and collect herbs all over the mountain without saying a word about the hardships. Something that surprised him very much.

"No, it's okay, it's a good thing you are standing in front of me, otherwise I would have to fall into the mud."

An Xiaolan's height was only as high as his chest, she only cared about the luck that she didn't fall to the ground, and when she finished speaking, she realized that the contact between the two had exceeded the limit.

"It's not okay for such a cute girl to fall into a dog and eat mud, hehe, walk carefully, don't worry about reminding others to forget about yourself."

When Yang Jing watched her raise her face to him and show a soft smile, her heart suddenly seemed to be hit by something. At this moment, she realized what is meant by 'satisfaction'.

"Are you taking revenge on me for making fun of you just now?"

An Xiaolan was taken aback by his fiery eyes. Although she is only a stunted 14-year-old girl, she is not far from getting married in the village at her age, just like An Xiaoyan before , isn't it that she was sold to someone as a wife at the age of 12?

"How dare, I care about you."

Yang Jing looked at her reluctantly, even though his hair was wet by the drizzle and pressed against his face, it didn't hinder his admiring eyes.

"You, if you still don't let me go, you won't be able to tell if you're seen like this."

An Xiaolan hastily pushed him, but the result was too much force, and Yang Jing took a few steps back without warning.

"Hey! Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't expect to be so hard."

Fortunately, the chassis under Yang Jing's feet was stable, otherwise he would have rolled down the mountain right now.

"It's okay, I don't care about your strength."

Yang Jing shook his head nonchalantly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his mood got better after seeing it.

"True love to show off." An Xiaolan couldn't figure out what he meant, so she rubbed the tip of her nose and muttered.

"Let's go, we're almost going down the mountain."