I didn't expect you to be such a bear Er!

This topic cannot be continued.

Qiandai is very clear about this fact, the gentler the person, the harder it is to deal with...

Qiandai changed the subject: "Hecun's injury shouldn't be a major problem."

"Hmm. No bone damage."

Buer carried Qiandai on his back and walked slowly.

"Do you think I'm doing the right thing?"

White clouds float above the leaves, like wearing a white hat.

When Qiandai heard this question from Bu Er Shuo suddenly, her first reaction was to laugh, "Does it matter if I think it's right? The important thing is that you think it's right and you do it, doesn't it?"

Buer also smiled, but his smile carried some unknown meaning, "Other people's is not important, but it's Qiandai's."

Qiandai was taken aback for a moment, and then she buried her face on Fuji's back.

Bu Er did not speak, he waited for the silent girl on his back.

At this time, a gust of wind blew by, and a leaf swayed on the branch, and finally swirled and floated down, which happened to land on Bu Er De Fa.

In other words, Qiandai probably didn't see this naughty leaf.

Therefore, he firmly fixed Qiandai with one hand, leaned forward, and tried to take away the leaves on his head with the other hand.

Then his hand covered the back of the other hand, which was as cool as jade, and it was as smooth as a petal to the touch.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and then Fuji took the lead to take his hand away as if nothing had happened, and smiled gently: "I thought you fell asleep."

"No. I'm just thinking about how to answer the question just now."

Playing with the emerald-like leaf in her hand, watching it spin out arcs one after another in the palm of her hand, the corners of Qiandai's mouth habitually outlined the arc of a crescent moon.

"Is this question difficult to answer?"

Buer was taken aback, a little puzzled.

"Because it's the only question..."

Qiandai tilted her head, exhaling bluely to her beautifully curved profile.

The voice was a little teasing, as if it was really just an imitation tone.

So, Fuji shook his head helplessly, "You..."

There is a pampering in the voice that cannot be concealed.

"So have you thought of an answer?"

"This is..."

Qiandai tilted her head and seemed to think about it seriously, "I can only say that if it were me, I think I would do the same thing as Fuji. But..."

"That's not necessarily right, isn't it? It's just that the positions are different, so the decisions we make will be different."

Bu Er was taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed softly.

It is like a clear spring flowing through stones in the river bed, it is a clear but soft sound.

"Qiandai, you really..."

Bu Er shook his head, smiling helplessly and happily.

"What are you doing..."

Qiandai was a little depressed, "Did I say something funny?"

"No."

Bu Er cleared his throat, but still had an uncontrollable smile, "On the contrary, it makes sense."

"Then you're still laughing?!"

Qiandai complained, feeling a little wronged.

"I just think Qiandai you are really too easy to think too much."

Buer suddenly sighed, and suddenly became more worried, "There are some things, Qiandai, you really don't need to think too much. As long as it is something you think you should do, then it is right. At least for you, it is not wrong... ..."

"Qiandai, you really don't need to think about everything complicated."

Qiandai was stunned, "Really? I'm just used to it."

I am used to thinking about everything for many days.

"I know."

It was because he knew that he was worried.

Huiji will be hurt, and he is so worried, he is really worried...

"By the way, Uncle Kawamura invited us to eat sushi today?"

Seemingly thinking of something, Bu Er suddenly changed the subject.

"Really? That's good."

Qiandai said with some joy in her voice, "Then Fuji will definitely be a very happy night. After all, Uncle Kawamura's sushi is really delicious."

"Well, especially the wasabi spicy sushi!"

When he mentioned his hobbies, Bu Er also became a little excited, "The spicy taste and the stimulation of mustard really seem to make the taste buds dance on the tip of the tongue. It is really a feast."

"...Then, you must eat more."

Qiandai felt a drop of cold sweat slipping from her forehead.

Such a peculiar preference, no matter how many times I listen to it, I feel cold sweat all over my body.

"But it's a pity that Qiandai can't eat that delicious food."

The sad and regretful tone successfully made Qian Daimu put on a pretty face, "Really, I don't think so."

On the contrary, I am very glad.

Thinking of how everyone in Qingxue once chanted about the harm of this black-bellied bear, Qiandai felt for the first time that it was good for her to be in poor health.

The author has something to say: Happy Dragon Boat Festival everyone! (???ω???)

☆、Chapter20, to the effect