Chapter 283

Is there an illusion?

Why today's Ye Jincheng is particularly affectionate, and she feels that she is going to be unable to resist her love talk.

"You eat your food, don't be wordy." She shoved the fork directly into Ye Jincheng's hand and didn't care about him anymore.

In addition to some small couples who have their own convenience, there are many anglers sitting across a fence that is neither high nor low. The wind is very strong on the river side, which doesn't seem to affect their leisurely fishing fun.

Jian Xiaolu quickly ate the food and looked around with a sip of hot drink bought by Ye Jincheng. The coolness in her hand immediately drove away a lot.

Not far away, a white haired old man sat there with his eyes closed. If it wasn't for him holding a fishing rod, Jane Xiaolu really suspected that he was going to sleep.

A gust of wind blew, and the line of the fishing rod in Grandpa's hand also swayed. Suddenly, his hand trembled, and he opened his eyes in an instant. He made efforts to lift up the fishing rod and close the line. As the line was withdrawn, the fish on the hook emerged out of the water.

Great. It's a big fish.

Just as it happens, ye Jincheng also ate the food at this time and was holding a paper towel to clean his lips gracefully.

Novel line of sight on his black eyes, Jane Xiaolu eager to open, "Ye Jincheng, can you fish, it looks like fun."

Ye Jincheng obviously also knew that she only thought of this idea when she saw the fishermen sitting there calmly.

In her mixed vision, ye Jincheng smiled, "yes."

Jian Xiaolu almost jumped up excitedly. She felt a sense of surprise when she found the treasure.

Her family leaf is always good, all proficient is not lacking.

Excited, she quickly collected the delicious lunch box, rolled up the cloth and threw it into the garbage can. Then she took his hand and walked to the fishing place.

"Wait." Ye Jincheng is dumbfounded.

Jane turned her head and blinked her eyes puzzledly. "What's the matter?"

"You don't need a fishing rod to fish?"

"Almost forgotten." She clapped her head and turned around, holding his broad palm. "We're going to buy it now."

"Don't leave first."

At this time, when Jane Xiaolu was in a good mood, ye Jincheng stood still and did not move. Instead, he held her tightly, forcing her to turn around again.

"What's the matter?" Don't you want to buy a bathtub? Why do you tell her not to leave first? It's strange.

Just as Jane Xiaolu looked at him in wonder, ye Jincheng's magnified version of Junyan was reflected in her pupil. She was shocked and wanted to step back.

Ye Jincheng seems to see through her ideas, faster than her movements, holding her white cheek in both hands.

In the Ming Dynasty, Jane Xiaolu was not short either, but standing in front of Ye Jincheng, who was tall and straight, she had the feeling of being petite and depending on others.

Especially by his deep and affectionate eyes, jianxiaolu is more uncomfortable. Her eyes touch his thin lips. When her cheeks are hot, she turns red involuntarily.

Those ambiguous fragments surged like the tide and occupied her whole brain consciousness.

Would he... Kiss again?

Now it's by the river. If you really do something intimate, won't it affect you?

In her mind, when Jane's cheeks gradually turned crimson, the man released one hand, took out the handkerchief from the neat coat pocket, and gently wiped the residual caviar on the corner of her mouth.