Jiang Xinwei shook her head and said bravely, "I can get over."

Xiang Qinghao immediately passed by first, steadily. As soon as he passed by, he turned around to face the girl opposite, ready to protect her at all times.

Jiang Xinwei took a deep breath and walked towards the man opposite little by little carefully.

When he was about to reach him, he was pulled by his hand and Jiang Xinwei was firmly held into the man's arms again. When she was still a little scared, a warm kiss fell on her forehead.

Jiang Xinwei's pretty face turned red again, and along the way, the two of them naturally returned with each other.

When she returned to the village, many children came over. Jiang Xinwei brought a lot of snacks this time, so she distributed them to the children. Looking at the simple and cute little faces, there was indeed a little behind here, and some children even had their shoes in tatters.

Jiang Xinwei really felt sorry for them. She thought that when she left, she asked for their address and name. When she went back, she could send some money to them every year.

Lunch is home-cooked, everything here is very farm-friendly, the dishes, fish and meat are all from the village, so there is no need to worry about any pollution.

After lunch, Xiang Qinghao took the initiative to chat with the village chief, and there were things he was interested in here.

Jiang Xinwei was in the lounge on the second floor of the inn and exported the photos taken, and admired them one by one. Naturally, she also saw the photos of the men she secretly took, as well as her own.

Looking at herself under Xiang Qinghao's photo, she held her chin and couldn't help but admire it. After exporting the photo, Jiang Xinwei took out her own painting book and began to create carefully according to some of her own inspiration.

Her first painting, naturally, was the color of the starry sky last night, and her hands seemed to have been kissed by an angel.

Every line is so beautiful and full of fashion.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xinwei drew more than a dozen sketches.

After clearing my thoughts, the things I painted really felt more. Moreover, here, she discovered many colors, purely the colors of nature.

Jiang Xinwei painted carefully and the hostess of this inn brought her fresh fruits, all of which were plums and peaches that had just been picked from the tree.

Jiang Xinwei smiled gratefully, "Thank you."

The boss lady looked at her and praised her sincerely, "Ms. Jiang, you are really more beautiful than a star! I have never seen a real star, but when I see you, I know that stars are probably not as good as you."

After hearing this, Jiang Xinwei raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Thank you for your praise."

"If you need anything, please contact me."

"OK!"

Jiang Xinwei nodded.

Xiang Qinghao, the noble young master, was sitting under a big tree like a giant umbrella, and four or five centenarians were sitting next to him. I was talking about some dialects in one word. The old village chief had been outside, had seen it, and knew Mandarin.

As Xiang Qinghao's translator, he was interviewing this group of elderly people. These elderly people were also sharing their daily lifestyles and some herbs they could use to nourish their health and cure diseases.

Xiang Qinghao held a pen and a notebook and sometimes sent some important information. He happened to be very interested in traditional Chinese medicine. Some difficult and complicated diseases that Western medicine cannot solve, but traditional Chinese medicine has miraculous effects.

Xiang Qinghao's existence also made some unmarried girls in the village hide away from a distance and secretly look at him because he looks so beautiful.

Even if the young men here are pretty, they do not have the natural noble atmosphere of Xiang Qinghao.

However, these girls also knew that these handsome men had girlfriends, and their girlfriends were also very beautiful. Only when they stood with him could they be considered a handsome man! After Jiang Xinwei finished drawing the manuscript, she felt that she had been sitting for too long. She planned to come down and take a walk. She also took the camera and walked around everywhere, and took photos of the customs and customs.

When she walked up to a group of eight or nine-year-old children, all of whom had received her biscuits and loved her very much.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Xinwei looked at the ground with some strange lines drawn.

"We're playing games!"

A teenage girl said that she had already taken off school and took care of her younger brother and sister at home.

Jiang Xinwei looked at her age and was still at home and asked curiously, "Why didn't you go to school?"

"Our home is far away from the school, and my family has no money to go to school. My younger brother and sister need my care."

Jiang Xinwei sighed and advised her, "You still need to go to school, so that your future life will become different."

The little girl nodded in a vague way, and a little girl next to her innocently and cutely stepped forward to pull the corner of her clothes, "Sister, can you play with us?"

Where can Jiang Xinwei reject such a innocent and cute face?

Although the little girl's body was dirty and her hands were black, her eyes were as pure as water and had no stains.

"Okay! You can teach me how to play!"

Jiang Xinwei participated in their game with a smile.

After a while, Jiang Xinwei figured out the rules of playing, and she was also having fun. It turned out that the children in the mountains also had their own games! Xiang Qinghao and the village chief came back while chatting with him. When he heard the familiar girl laughter from the yard next to him, he immediately stepped over.

I saw under a tree, in the evening sunset, Jiang Xinwei was playing games with the children. The innocent smile on her face naturally blended with these children in the mountains.

"Ms. Jiang is so beautiful and cute. She looks like a kind and good girl!"

The village chief exclaimed.

Xiang Qinghao curled his lips and smiled, not neglecting the village chief's praise.

He has lived to this day, and only she is the one he wants most.

Jiang Xinwei found Xiang Qinghao and the village chief standing behind her. She smiled and said goodbye to the children and walked towards them.

"Have you had fun?"

Xiang Qinghao looked at her forehead with thin sweat and asked with a smile.

"Fun, a game that I haven't played since I was a child."

Jiang Xinwei bent her lips and smiled.

The village chief sent them back to the inn before leaving, and the kitchen here was enriched to greet them, so that the dinner tonight became even more abundant.

The chicken, duck and fish were all complete, and some delicious rice wine. The wine taste was not strong and sweet. The warm aroma of the wine made Jiang Xinwei unable to help but ask for a cup to pay for it.

Xiang Qinghao actually liked it very much, as if this rice wine is on the same level as his treasured red wine.

Jiang Xinwei was very full and satisfied. After eating, she sat on the balcony on the second floor, took a breather, enjoyed the starry sky and moonlight, and experienced the scenery that was different from the city.

Here, there are no crowds of people, nor dazzling neon red colors, there are only pure natural styles here.

Both of them received a calm baptism, and Jiang Xinwei gave Xiang Qinghao his first draft to appreciate.

Xiang Qinghao also saw her design and his eyes lit up, and praised, "You will definitely become the best designer in the future."

A hint of desire also appeared in Jiang Xinwei's eyes, "I will definitely work hard to realize my dream."
Chapter completed!