MTL - Chang’an Peasant Girl

   Niu Er didn't hear that there was another meaning hidden in Jing Jing's words, just watching Jing Jing smirked, his scalp felt numb and wanted to leave quickly.

   "You're a ghost, right? I didn't know you had such a good mouth before." Niu Er glared at Jing Jing again. Turning his head and looking at Xiao Changyi: "Changyi, are you going to leave? Can I leave if you don't?"

   Xiao Changyi remained silent.

   "Forget it, I don't care about you!" Niu Er was so angry that he put the shoulder pole on his shoulder, picked up the firewood and left.

   Quietly folded his arms, pointed with his chin to the direction Niu Er left, and said, "Your companions are gone, you still haven't left?"

   Xiao Changyi didn't answer her, just lowered his head, looked at her injured right foot, and asked lightly, "Does it hurt?"

   Jing Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "It hurts."

  Xiao Changyi immediately turned his back to her and squatted in front of her, "I'll carry you down."

   Quiet and startled again. Looking at the long road down the mountain, when she limped down the mountain, it was probably dark, "Are you sure?"

  Xiao Changyi didn't speak, but still squatted in front of her, meaning quite obvious.

  An Jing did not immediately climb on Xiao Changyi's back, but picked up the hatchet that Lin Jing had dropped on the ground before. As for the half bundle of wood that Lin Jing cut, Jing did not plan to ask for it.

  Quiet held a hatchet in his hand and climbed onto Xiao Changyi's back without any embarrassment.

  Xiao Changyi took the bamboo basket that was on the side, and there was nothing in the bamboo basket except the thick hemp rope that was pulled up quietly just now.

   In fact, he had just climbed the mountain. He heard the quiet cry for help and looked here. Then, he ran into Niu Er who also heard the cry for help.

   "Take it." Xiao Changyi handed the bamboo basket back.

  An Jing knew that Xiao Changyi would not be able to carry things on her back, so she obediently took Xiao Changyi's bamboo basket and held it in her hand. She also threw the hatchet in her hand into the bamboo basket by the way.

   Afraid of falling off Xiao Changyi's back, An Jing also wrapped his arms around Xiao Changyi's neck.

   "Are we supposed to have skin-to-skin relationship?" Quiet joked with a smile.

   Xiao Changyi, who had just straightened his waist, was slightly startled, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he wanted to pick up the half bundle of firewood that Lin Jingjing had beaten down the mountain.

  An Jing immediately said, "I don't want that Chai anymore." It wasn't that she was afraid of adding to Xiao Changyi's burden, but that Lin An Jing died because this Chai accidentally fell into a trap and died. She felt disgusted and didn't want it.

   Seeing what An Jing said was so happy, as if he was nothing without the half bundle of firewood, Xiao Changyi took back his hand and walked down the mountain with An Jing on his back.

  Xiao Changyi has a wide back, lying on it quietly, without feeling any bumps, and even a feeling that it is not bad to be carried by this man all his life.

   "You just carry me like this, if I want to rely on you, what can you do..." Quietly sighed, in fact, he was deliberately teasing and teasing Xiao Changyi.

   She found that teasing Xiao Changyi would make her physically and mentally happy.

   Xiao Changyi was silent.

   "Why don't you just marry me?" An Jing continued to tease Xiao Changyi, and her words became more and more bold.

"it is good."

  I didn't expect that Xiao Changyi could speak, and it was a good word, Jing Jing's heart skipped a beat, and quickly said with a smile: "I'm joking, don't take it seriously."

   Xiao Changyi said nothing.

   "...You're a poor man." However, she liked it. She doesn't like talkative boys.

   Xiao Changyi continued to be silent.

  Quietly looked at the sky, and then remembered one thing: "By the way, that Niu Er called you Changyi just now, so what's your surname?"

   "Xiao."