Chapter 48 Bracelet At the dining table, Jiang Xinglan also seemed to have not slept well. He quickly finished a bowl of bland white porridge, then leaned back in the chair with his arms folded and closed his eyes to Jiao received another prompt from the system. She acted as if she was disgusted by the hot porridge and asked Chu Qing to cool it down. Flowered Shant and Chu Qing often play basketball together and have a good relationship. Seeing Yun Jiao being spoiled again, he feels sorry for Chu Qing. "You won't drink the porridge even if it's hot. Yun Jiao, do you have a cat tongue? If you're so afraid of heat, why not just put ice cubes in the bowl?" "What are you talking about? Do you think everyone is like you, so rough that you can swallow anything that is not scalding hot?" Wang Manying didn't want him to interfere in other people's boyfriend-girlfriend affairs, so she pinched his hand. The man in the flowered shirt grimaced in pain and looked at Wang Manying with resentment while touching his hand. Chu Qing didn't say no. He seemed to be considering whether Yun Jiao's tongue was really that delicate, staring at Yun Jiao's lips. At this time, Yun Jiao had a candy in her mouth, her mouth slightly open, and a section of her tender red tongue could be seen. But it looks very tender and fragile. Chu Qing withdrew his gaze as if to confirm it, lowered his eyelashes, and brought the white porridge in front of Yun Jiao. With a stern face and a spoon in his rough hands, he scooped up the porridge and poured it back, repeating this process to achieve the purpose of dissipating heat. It seems that Chu Qing is really indulging Yun Jiao and is not bothered to do this. The man in the flowered shirt smacked his lips, with a look on his face that shows love makes one stupid.
Then I thought about how Chu Qing went to bring hot water for Yun Jiao to wash her feet last night, and maybe he even helped her wash them. Floral Shirt suddenly had an idea and blurted out the words without thinking. "Well, Brother Chu, I actually don't mind being your girlfriend." As long as you help him wash his stinky socks, you can be his girlfriend! This sentence immediately silenced everyone. Wang Manying looked at her boyfriend with a strange look. Chu Qing's eyebrows twitched, and he saw the girl in the flowered shirt making funny faces at him. He looked away quickly without staying for a second and squeezed out two words. "Shut up!" While Wang Manying was repairing her floral shirt, Yun Jiao finished the porridge which had reached the perfect temperature. Well, it’s so beneficial to be treated as a spoiled ghost. I hope the next copy will have this kind of character. After this simple breakfast, everyone walked around the village together to see if they could find a signal. There are not many people living in the fishing village, only about dozens of households. Almost all of them have fishing nets at their doorsteps, and most of them are fishermen who make a living from the sea. After walking for a long time, we still couldn't find any signal and the atmosphere became a little depressing. When we walked to a place and looked up, we saw an area dotted with white. We could see clearly that it was a cemetery. The paper money on the ground looked like it had been scattered here just in the past few days. We could always feel a gust of cold wind blowing, which made us feel scared. "How can it be so scary in broad daylight? Let's go, let's go away from here." The man in the flowered shirt saw that this area seemed to be an endless stream of stone tablets, and he was almost scared to the ground. Wang Manying and her roommate were equally frightened. Wang Manying even sprained her ankle. She looked down and saw an exquisite and beautiful sandalwood bead bracelet next to the stone. For some reason, her mind flickered and she was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, she bent down and picked up the bracelet. "Yingying, where did you get your bracelet? It's pretty." The boy in the flowered shirt took two steps forward, and when he saw the girls didn't catch up, he turned around and saw the simple bracelet on Wang Manying's hand, and praised it. The bracelet was made of sandalwood beads, with fine patterns engraved on it, and the beads were strung with a thin red line, and tied with a beautiful knot at the end. It was really beautiful. Wang Manying came back to her senses. Although she couldn't remember why she picked up this thing, she thought the bracelet was pretty and her eyes showed love. "I found it on the ground. Maybe a villager dropped it here."
Because of this interruption, Wang Manying and her roommate felt much better. Their fear faded away and they looked at the bracelets with curiosity. Yun Jiao was also looking at the bracelet that suddenly appeared. She remembered that there was no such obvious thing on the ground. But considering that Wang Manying was the first person to die in the team in the dungeon, looking at this bracelet again, the deep red color always feels heavy and uncomfortable. Yun Jiao's eyelids twitched as she spoke, "It's not easy to take back someone else's things. What if the owner of the bracelet finds that it's gone and comes back to look for it? It would be a shame if we took it away. It's better to leave the bracelet where it was." Wang Manying was a little reluctant, "What if someone lost it?" "You said it's just a matter of time. You're not a worm in someone's stomach, so how can you know what others are thinking?" Jiang Xinglan said impatiently. Seeing that Wang Manying was still hesitating, Yun Jiao was worried that there might be some ghost energy on the bracelet that could attach itself to a person. She simply raised her hand and wrapped the bracelet with a tissue, put it back on the ground, and then clapped her hands. If conditions allowed, Yun Jiao would actually want to wash her hands with pomelo leaves to get rid of the bad luck. "That's all, let's go." Wang Manying was pulled a few steps and looked back at the bracelet, feeling regretful. A few people were frightened by the graves that were built too close to the village, so they kept walking in the opposite direction. When they arrived at the beach, they were about to go closer to see if they could pick up any seafood. However, as soon as they got closer, they heard fishermen calling for help because someone had fallen into the water. Chu Qing and Shen Jinyan could swim, so they didn't care about anything else and quickly took off their coats and ran towards the black shadow flapping on the sea. The two of them moved too hastily, and Yun Jiao was caught off guard by the clothes thrown by Chu Qing that covered her head. She frantically lifted the clothes with her hands, and her hair was a little messy, with a few strands falling on her fair face. From Jiang Xinglan's perspective, Yun Jiao at this moment was like a cat that had emerged from clothes, so cute that it made people feel itchy. So before he could react, Jiang Xinglan raised his hand and covered Yun Jiao's soft hair. He moved it twice, making Yun Jiao's hair even more messy. The girl raised her clear eyes, with messy hair, looking like she had been bullied. "...Is your hand okay?" Yun Jiao speechlessly pulled Jiang Xinglan's hand down, hugged Chu Qing's coat with one hand, and pulled his messed up hair with the other. Jiang Xinglan realized what he had done and originally wanted to make an excuse. However, after Yun Jiao pinched his hand, his brain seemed to freeze and he could not function for a while. He only felt that his hand was covered with something extremely soft, and he still had some sense of touch. His hand had no strength left, and he glanced at Yun Jiao's slender and white fingers, which looked like they were carved out of white jade. His face and neck quickly turned red. Hua Shanche didn't understand Jiang Xinglan's mental journey. "No buddy, you've already been disliked, why are you blushing!" "I'm feeling the heat, who's blushing? If you have poor eyesight, don't use them, they're just for decoration." The temperature on Jiang Xinglan's face hasn't gone down yet, but his mouth is still as hard as ever. (End of this chapter)