The stunning little girl behind her seemed to have reacted, and noticed the eyes of passers-by and her cheeks flushed. Fortunately, the night was covered, otherwise she would have no face to see anyone.

Ouyang Rong felt the little hand of the junior sister behind him retracted slightly and struggled symbolically.

He still couldn't let go, and even held it tighter.

Finally, when he walked on a deserted path, Xie Lingjiang's weak voice came:

"You let go, I tie the hem of the skirt, walk in the way, wait... and hold hands later."

Speaking of the word "holding hands" behind her, she was weak and weak.

Ouyang Rong stopped and turned around. Xie Lingjiang had no time to brake and crashed into his arms.

Ouyang Rong held her shoulders as he was about to look into her eyes and talked, Xie Lingjiang immediately squatted down and tied a knot in panic.

Xie Lingjiang, who lowered her head, blushed. The man who was sniffing just now made her heart pound, and she almost thought that the eldest brother was going to kiss her domineeringly.

But after squatting down and avoiding shyly, Xie Lingjiang suddenly regretted it again, and the more he thought about it, the more he regretted it.

She looked up with a little guilty conscience and was about to explain, but she saw the elder brother squatting down and pulling out the skirt knife from her waist.

The young man with white fox bowed his head and cut off the long skirt of the beautiful little girl who was dragging the floor.

But he didn't throw it away as Xie Lingjiang expected. He rolled up the hem of the dress and stuffed it into his arms,

Stand up again and pull her up again.

"Okay." Ouyang Rong calmly put his knife in the sheath.

Xie Lingjiang: “…”

Ouyang Rong asked: "I feel sorry?"

Xie Lingjiang shook his head, then burst into laughter, his eyes staring at him who was confused.

Ouyang Rong asked in a daze:

"What are you laughing at?"

Xie Lingjiang turned his eyes wide and plucked up the courage to curse: "I laughed at you as if you were so elm-headed."

Ouyang Rong thought about it and laughed. Looking back carefully, he was indeed quite straightforward in his work, purely based on intuition.

Ouyang Rong suddenly spoke: "But doesn't someone like elm head?"

Xie Lingjiang blushed and looked open: "Whoever likes it, don't talk nonsense."

A "old love words assassin" smiled and stretched out his palm, tilted his head gently, signaling her.

"snort."

Xie Lingjiang quietly lifted his hand to halfway, shrank back, raised his little face and bulged his cheeks and asked:

"Yumu head first, what is our relationship now?"

Ouyang Rong raised his palm and gently lifted up the strands of her hair that had dropped from her forehead, and tied them to the back of her delicate right ear.

Then his fingers couldn't help but pinch Xie Lingjiang's small, round chin, which was chubby.

The young man with white fox did not speak, carefully looked at her with a gentle look.

Everything is indifferent.

A sweet feeling suddenly surged in Xie Lingjiang's heart, and the sweetness that was bitter and sweet.

She took the initiative to grab his palm.

“Where are we going?”

Ouyang Rong thought for a while: "Go back to Huaiye Lane first. I just walked too fast and forgot to call the carriage, but now I'm halfway through, so I'd just walk back."

"It's OK." Xie Lingjiang said immediately.

Ouyang Rong led her and continued to press the road, but after only a few steps, suddenly, thunder sounded above his head.

Immediately, heavy rain poured down.

"Oh no, why is it raining?"

"Where is the umbrella?"

"oh!"

A greasy paper umbrella was stretched open, and the two of them touched their shoulders and squeezed under the umbrella.

She held the handle of the umbrella in her left hand.

He held the umbrella and the handle in his right hand.

Ouyang Rong quietly turned sideways and gave up half of his shoulders.

A delicate body under the umbrella did not move, and gave way to half of her shoulder.

As a result, this "unsatisfactory" humiliation made both of them wet half of their bodies.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Suddenly, a violent river wind mixed with rainwater swept towards the two of them. The bamboo oil-paper umbrella chuckled, and the umbrella bones were a little difficult to hold on and began to fall.

Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang were suddenly wet.

The latter cried out, but Ouyang Rong suddenly laughed and looked up at the rain: "Hahaha, just like not hitting a spanking umbrella, forget it."

He threw an oil-paper umbrella worth 8,000 taels into the wind and rain.

Hold the important people around you and run forward.

"Oh, my umbrella!" Xie Lingjiang turned around, his beautiful eyes widened.

"It's so stupid. Stop holding an umbrella. Go quickly and find a place to hide from the rain first."

In the wind and rain, he continued to say loudly:

"If you like it, I will make umbrellas for you every day from now on to shelter you from the wind and rain."

Xie Lingjiang turned around in a daze, and she shouted loudly in the sound of thunder and rainstorm:

"Okay! This is what you said, Ouyang Lianghan, you are not allowed to lie to me!"

After a pause, the stunning little girl's wet face was swayed, and she gave her serious advice:

"And my longevity noodles, you are not allowed to pay any debts."

Ouyang Rong nodded helplessly: "Okay, okay!"

Xie Lingjiang, who had a stern face, suddenly smiled suddenly, and the corners of her lips were sweetly raised. She followed him forward with great obedience.

Wherever the eldest brother goes, she will go there, and she will not be afraid of getting wet in the rain.

After a while, the two of them turned a street and suddenly saw a temple standing in the rain curtain ahead, with warm lights shining and the temple gate was not closed.

Ouyang Rong turned around and said, "I can't go back to Huaiye Lane. I'll go to the temple to hide from the rain and set fire first. There should be guest houses for donors to stay overnight in this kind of temple in the city."

"good."

The two hurriedly ran away. They obviously let go and ran away faster, but they clumsyly held hands.

Soon, he finally rushed into the temple.

After a while, the monks watching the night in the main hall of the temple saw two wet figures rushing into the hall from the rain curtain.

The handsome and beautiful couple looked at each other as if no one was around, and they both supported their knees and gasped. When they saw each other being soaked in a slut, they were both smiling foolishly.

Several monks were stunned.

Next chapter is called the story after the rain
Chapter completed!