At noon, Granny finally took Jian Dan to that spectacularly beautiful round lake...
The moment Jian Dan arrived at the round lake, she was so speechless by the breathtaking scenery in front of her, her gaze fixated on the lake water.
Mo Qingqin was not surprised by Jian Dan’s reaction, as she had been just as awestruck the first time she saw it.
"This lake water..." is actually colorful. "How can it be colorful?" Jian Dan finally managed to say after a long pause.
"Now you know why I wanted to bring you here at noon! Only the midday sunlight shinning on the lake surface can create such a miraculous sight."
"This can hardly be called a miracle; this is simply a fairyland! I feel like my previous ments about it were too casual, Hollywood blockbusters can’t even pare at all!" Jian Dan felt at a loss for words, as the human language seemed insufficient to describe the beauty before her.
If Uncle were here right now, surely he would kiss her, wouldn’t he?
In Jian Dan’s mind, an image had already formed: using the round lake as a backdrop, the two of them gazing deeply into each other’s eyes, slowly drawing closer...
Perhaps because the image was too enchantingly beautiful, Jian Dan’s face unconsciously turned red.
"Dan Dan, are you so brazen in thinking of such shy things?" Mo Qingqin whispered into Jian Dan’s ear.
"I’m not thinking about anything shy!" Jian Dan’s face turned even redder, her head bowed deeply, and her hands incessantly rubbing the corners of her clothes.
"If not, why do you look like this?"
"I’m not! I’m just hungry, I want to go back to eat!" Jian Dan ran back with her head down.
Mo Qingqin followed her with a laugh, "Dan Dan, you and Chu Liyuan have been together long enough, right? Why are you still shy now?"
"I’m not!" Jian Dan avoided Granny’s gaze as she spoke.
"Do you think that line is credible?
Do you want me to find a mirror for you to see your current expression?"
"No~ there’s no need!" Jian Dan awkwardly deterred.
"Alright, no more teasing, it’s getting late, let’s go back for lunch!"
"Mhm mhm, I think that’s a good idea!" Jian Dan looped her arm through Granny’s and headed back.
After the two returned to the guesthouse, the host was about to inform them that someone was looking for them, but before he could open his mouth, both of them had already disappeared from the host’s sight.
The host watched their quickly disappearing backs, a thick smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
They were taken to separate rooms...
"What are you doing? Don’t you know how old you are, how can you still do such a thing?" After entering the room, Chu Zhiyuan placed Mo Qingqin on the bed from his shoulder.
"As long as you can forgive me, I can do any outrageous thing." Chu Zhiyuan knelt by the bed, holding Mo Qingqin’s hand.
Mo Qingqin tried to withdraw her hand, but how could Chu Zhiyuan allow it, holding it tightly in his palm.
"Let go! Didn’t you want some time alone? I’ll give it to you!"
"That’s not what I meant, I just... wanted you to care more about me, last time when you and your sisters went on a trip, I really missed you when I was alone at home."
"So, are you blaming me?"
"Of course not, how could I blame you? Blame me, blame me, it’s all my fault! I shouldn’t have listened to other people’s malicious words."
(At this moment, Old Man Shang felt incredibly wronged!)
"Malicious words? What malicious words? Who told you those?"
In a strong desire to survive, Chu Zhiyuan immediately revealed everything Old Man Shang had advised him, without leaving out any details.
"So it was Old Man Shang who gave you the terrible advice, wait until I go back and see how I’ll deal with him!" Mo Qingqin angrily slapped the bed.
"Wifey, don’t do that, it’ll hurt my heart if your hand gets hurt!" Chu Zhiyuan carefully placed the hand that had just hit the bed into his own palm, gently rubbing it, and blowing gently on it, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn’t hurt!"
"That’s good.
Remember, you must never do this again, you are mine, and your hand is naturally mine too, you’re not allowed to get hurt without my permission!"
These words might sound overly cheesy to anyone else, but in Mo Qingqin’s ears, they were exceptionally sweet.
"Wifey, can you forgive me?"
"No more next times!"
"I swear there won’t be!"
At this moment, two crisp slaps resounded...
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