Lu Huaiyu took out the cell phone in his trouser pocket and took a photo carefully, as if he had obtained a treasure.

Soon a pillar of chimney burned out, and the air was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder.

Mianmian didn't enjoy it, so she immediately started urging, "I have to do it, can I have more this time?"

Lu Huaiyu came to his senses, shrank his eyes, picked the largest fireworks in the cardboard box, and placed it in the center of the yard.

Jian Qing was obviously also motivated and couldn't sit still and stood up, wanting to get closer and look.

As the lead was ignited, Lu Huaiyu ran back to her very quickly, stretching out his arms for her to support her.

Mianmian was afraid and wanted to see it, so she hid behind a big tree, covered her ears and poked her head out.

With a whoosh, fireworks bloomed even louder than before.

The sounds are sequentially lit up the dark night.

Suddenly, the fireworks made an abnormal noise, almost shaking through the eardrums.

The flames burst open and splashed towards them.

Jian Qing was startled and felt dangerous instinctively. She subconsciously wanted to retreat, but her leg was injured and her focus was unstable, so she fell backwards directly.

Before she could react, Lu Huaiyu pulled her arm, pulled her back, and took her directly into her arms, protecting her tightly.

Covering her ears with both hands, the palms were warm and dry.

——It’s like a dose of calmness.

The man's figure was tall and tall, with a wide chest, covering her entire body, blocking the sparks sputtering behind her back.

She raised her head slightly, unable to see his face clearly, but saw the mist and rain passing by over his head.

I suddenly remembered a sentence I read a long time ago—

The roughly means that things like fireworks will disappear soon, so I have to watch them with others.

It doesn’t matter if you forget the appearance and color of the fireworks, but you will always remember the person around you.

The fireworks made a huge sound one after another, and the air around seemed to be fluctuating and trembling.

Jian Qing blinked her bright eyes and hid in his arms with peace of mind.

Until the fireworks are violently alive and die without rest, they return to silence.

Lu Huaiyu slowly let go of his hand and took a step back.

Jian Qing let out a breath and put a strand of hair that fell to his forehead behind his ears, as if trying to hide his shyness with small movements.

She took a step and wanted to turn around and walk back, far away from the source of danger.

Unexpectedly, the lace on the waist hooked the bushes beside me. With force, the tied bow was loose.

The wide Haori suddenly opened.

The bath towel originally wrapped inside was shaking because of movement, almost covering important parts.

Without the constraints of the laces, it slid straight downwards—

It exposes a large area of ​​snow-white skin, with even bones and flesh, slender and eye-catching.

“!!!”

Jian Qing's mind buzzed and she was stunned for a moment. She reflexively pulled the hanging fabric and overlapped it on her chest.

My face turned red and I was so embarrassed that I wanted to explode like fireworks.

“…”

In front of me is the spring scenery in a flash.

Lu Huaiyu coughed lightly and explained calmly, "I saw nothing."

Is it really not seen, or is it trying to cover up, only his ears that are slightly red in the shadow know.

This is not bad for this day.

Jian Qing gritted her teeth, then raised her head, pretended to be calm and said 'oh', her eyes fell on her waist, and she signaled as if nothing had happened: "Put it on me to tie the straps."

She wrapped her arms around her chest, pressing the bath towel and Haori without falling down, and she couldn't free her hands to tie the straps.

Lu Huaiyu raised his eyebrows, obediently reached out to help her tie the strap, slowly wrapped the two-finger-wide straps along her waist.

Jian Qing inhaleed and closed his abdomen, not daring to move, and let his movements go.

His arms were strong and his muscles were tight and clear. He pulled the lace around her back, in a posture that surrounded her, and accidentally touched her side waist, itchy and numb.

The last two laces meet on the left, tighten, outlining her slender waist and abdomen curve.

The white and slender hands have clear joints and fingertips are skillfully tying a beautiful bow.

It is not the kind of knot that will rise up with two streamers one in front and one behind, but the standard bow, which is regular and perfect.

“…”

Jian Qing was stunned and then frowned.

"What's wrong?" Lu Huaiyu sorted out the wrinkles on the bow, and the ostentatious expression seemed to be on the girl's face.

"I don't look good at my ties?" he asked.

Jian Qing pursed her lips and said reluctantly: "It looks pretty."

With Lu Huaiyu's personality, it is impossible to learn this kind of complex bow tie method that girls only use when wearing clothes.

Judging from his proficiency, I don’t know who taught him, and who he trained for many times before he practiced it.

Thinking of this, she felt inexplicably sour and said "Thank you" in a muffled manner, and then she didn't want him to support her and sat back on the chair slowly.
Chapter completed!