“Why do you ask so many questions? Just use it to wipe it.” Yan Zhao looked impatient. After a while, he reluctantly said: “I went down the mountain to drink water, so I just picked it up.”
“Thank you.” Jiang Rui smiled. She wiped her face with a wet towel and then wiped it on her neck and hands. The peach hair was wiped away, and she felt much better immediately.
“No thank you, I didn’t take it specially for you.” Yan Zhao frowned and said, watching her finish wiping. A washed peach appeared out of nowhere, and he said, “Do you want it?”
“Hey, did you go down the mountain to wash this too?” Jiang Rui reached out and took it.
“Do you think everyone is as stupid as you, running up and down the mountain to play? Isn’t there a water pipe over there?” Yan Zhao raised his chin and gestured.
Jiang Rui walked over and saw a clear puddle not far away. Through the light green water, you could see the pebbles underneath and the water pipes floating on the water.
She squatted down, cleaned the towel, and handed it to Yan Zhao, “Do you want to wipe it?”
“Only girls use towels to wash their faces.” Yan Zhao said disdainfully, then picked up some water, and splashed it on his face. Soon, his hair and clothes were all wet. He wiped his face and raised his chin at Jiang Rui. “This is how boys wash themselves.”
But he never thought about the contradiction between this sentence and his previous behavior. Since boys don’t need a towel to wash their faces, why did he rashly bring a towel up the mountain from the bottom of the mountain, and emphasize that it was not for her?
Jiang Rui smiled and did not try to expose it. But when her eyes turned to his face, her expression suddenly changed, “Your face…”
“What’s wrong?” Yan Zhao immediately reached out and touched his face. Although he said that those who complimented him on his handsomeness were boring, there were few boys at this age who were not stinky and they naturally cared about their own image, especially in front of her.
Jiang Rui frowned, looking worried and flustered.
Seeing her like this, Yan Zhao became a little nervous. He could not help but look in the mirror at the water’s surface, trying to see his face clearly, “Did I get bitten by an insect? Or did it get red from the sun? Why don’t I feel pain?”
He raised his head again, wanting Jiang Rui to tell him what the specific problem was.
Jiang Rui stared at him seriously for a while but hesitated to speak. Just when Yan Zhao’s heart was lifted higher and higher, she suddenly let out a sigh and smiled all over her face.
“You have such a handsome face!” After saying this, she sat on the ground laughing and almost fell into a puddle. (T/N: So naughty) („ಡωಡ„)
Yan Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then his whole face turned red suddenly, not knowing whether he was angry or something else. He stood up with a cry and glared at Jiang Rui fiercely. She shouted several times without saying a complete sentence.
Jiang Rui laughed so hard that she rubbed her belly. Her fair face was filled with a blush, and her eyes were filled with water.
Yan Zhao stared for a while. Not only did the redness on his face not go away, but his ears also burned.
“Boring!” He said fiercely, turned around, and left angrily. He had already walked more than ten steps, but for some reason, he stopped again and rushed back even more aggressively. “Hey, get up quickly. If you fall into the water, don’t expect me to catch you!”
“I, I hahaha…” Jiang Rui was still panting, and her face was sore from laughing, “I don’t have the strength to get up…”
“Forget it if you fall!” Yan Zhao said fiercely with a sullen face. As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out to hold her wrist and pulled her up.
Her wrist is very thin, and it is more than enough for two fingers to wrap around it. Her skin is slightly cool, delicate, and soft. As soon as the person stood up, he immediately let go of his hand as if he had been burned, scratched his neck, and said in a stiff tone: “You are clumsy.”
Jiang Rui finally recovered, rubbed her stiff face, and said with a smile in her eyes: “Thank you.”
Yan Zhao snorted from his nose.
It was approaching noon, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter. Jiang Rui had no intention of continuing to work and found a cool place to sit down.
With a face that showed everyone owed him five million, Yan Zhao condescended to sit next to her.
Jiang Rui held the peach he gave her just now and nibbled. The freshly picked peaches were sweet and juicy, and they were big and red. She planned to bring some to Shu Xiaoyun when she went home tomorrow.
Yan Zhao looked at the blue sky and the brown ground. After a while, his eyes slipped to her body, looking at her small and delicate ears, her delicate and straight nose, her long and drooping eyelashes, and her bulging cheeks that were white and pink.
The breeze blew through the mountains, bringing a bit of coolness. He felt that this wind was weird, otherwise, why would it make his chest, throat, and palms itchy?
He coughed dryly, trying to break the uncomfortable atmosphere, but his words still sounded like he needed to be beaten: “You are eating so slowly, are you a turtle?”
Jiang Rui paused, put down the peach, and smiled sweetly, “I just made a joke with you, but what I said was sincere. Your face is really—”
“Shut up!” Yan Zhao jumped up. His face which had just retreated began to turn red again, and he said fiercely: “I know I am handsome, you are not allowed to say it! You are not allowed to say it again, do you hear me!”
A few nearby students who were taking a break looked over and saw that Yan Zhao, who was famously handsome and notoriously ruthless in their class, stood under a peach tree, jumping up and down, yelling: ‘I know I’m handsome!’
Although he is indeed very handsome even if he dances like a monkey, there is no need to say it out loud so narcissistically, right? The students murmured in their hearts.
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